Julie and the Phantoms One Shots

First Valentines Day

      

     Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. That one day of the year either you're heartbroken or madly in love. For the first time ever, I'm in love. Not that we've said that yet. The 'L' word hasn't really been used yet. Luke has shown me nothing but love.

Lukes cared for me from the beginning, and it all came out when he found out about perfect
harmony.

I was sitting on the couch writing lyrics when he poofed into the garage scaring the daylights out of me. He had a folded up paper in his hands,

"Julie, who's this about?"

He looked into my eyes. Fear, and worry was all I saw.

"I- I don't know." I then was struck with shock,
"Wait, that was in my box!"
I yelled at him with fear. He looked at me nervous,

"Luke!" I sighed as I went to take the paper from him. He pulled it away, and opened it as he ran behind the piano.

"We say we're friends, we play pretend, you're more to me?"
He looked at me with a smirk. I ran around the piano to get to him but he moved quickly to the other side.

"Who's the lucky guy... or girl. I mean that's cool too." I smiled and shook my head at him. This man had no clue, it was entirely about him.

"It's not about anyone, it's just something I was writing. Can I have it back, please?"

He scoffed, "Jules, we both know that's not true. This is too powerful for it not to be about your real feelings." He flipped it over,

I gasped knowing I wrote a small note to Luke. I didn't ever expect him to read it. I ran and I was finally close enough to snatch it out of his hands. He laughed and then I was the one on the run.

"What's the back say?" He asked me as he chased after me.

"Nothing!" I yelled back as I ran upstairs.

Thankfully dad and Carlos were out today. Just as I reached my room Luke blocked me. And snatched it back. He ran into my room then poofed away. He had to of already read it. There was no use to try and get down there in time.

So I just laid on my bed ready to be mortified. I hid under my blanket and closed my eyes tightly as my heart beat sped. I felt my bed get weighed down.

"Jules..." he trailed off.

I was absolutely terrified.

"Are you sure about this?" He asked me carefully. He pulled the blanket off my head slowly,

"I mean I'm a ghost, are you- do you really like me like that?"

I looked down at my hands unable to keep eye contact.

"Yeah." I whispered quietly.

"Even though I'm a ghost?"

I nod twice and started picking at the dark purple nail polish on my nails. He pulled my hands away and held one in each of his.

"Julie, why didn't you tell me?"

I drew my eyebrows together as I looked up at him.

"I don't want to ruin the friendship we have. If you don't feel the same way won't it make things awkward?"

He gave me a small smile,
"I've liked you since I saw you scream when we poofed in the garage for the first time. I really accepted my feelings since I watched you play finally free."

At that moment, he asked me to be his girlfriend. It's been like that since. 7 months later, the guys can be seen by everyone, but for some reason they can still poof. From time to time they walk into a door thinking they can just walk through it, I feel bad because I will just throw my head back laughing.