Unexpected love {Luke hemmings}

11

(Luke POV)

Ella rang her boss and her bosses response was this:
"about time you took a long break off work, soon I was gonna make you have time off, you work way hard"

At least I'm not the only one who thought she needed time off.

"Ready to go Ella" I asked opening the front door of her apartment

"Yeah give me a minute"

The taxi was out side the door waiting to take us to the airport. Ella rushed down the hall pulling along her suit case behind her.

"Ready?"

"yep, lets go"

************************************

We landed in Sydney and I had to do a quick home visit home, to pack a slightly bigger suit case of clothes.

"Ella, this is my mum"

"Mum, this is Ella"

"Nice to met you mrs hemmings"

"Nice to met you Ella, are you irish?"

Oh wow mum really asking her on of the most obvious questions she already knew the answer for.

"Yeah"

"Your accent is cute"

"Thanks" I took that as mine and Ella cue to leave because this was just a very awkward convocation.

"I like your mum luke"

"Everyone does, I don't see why?"

"She is like you"

"I am not going to even say anything to that Ella"

"What I am only telling the truth"

"What ever floats ya boat babe" she then hit me kind of hard in the arm

"Ouch"

"That's for being a meanie" she was smiling proud of herself

"Do I have to tickle you again" her face dropped

"You wouldn't"

"I would, but I don't have time now I have to pack. You can sit on my bed and wait if you like"

"Already on it luke"

"Right I knew that, I won't take long"

"I know you don't wear that much variety in your clothes, all the same black jeans, and a few different tops either t-shirts or singlets"

"That's not a lie"

"Luke the point was you weren't supposed to agree with me"

"but what you said was pretty spot on. what? You want me to lie"

"Well.. No"

"Exactly"

"I think I am about ready, you ready to go to America El"

"I am as ready as I'll ever be, traveling somewhere new"

"You go down first and wait at the door I will be there in a sec"

I grabbed my bag and took it down the stairs, my mum was taking ella and me to the airport. Mum insisted she wouldn't let us take a taxi.

**************************************

"Mum please don't cry" every time I leave she does this, one of the reasons I hate letting her take me.

"I'm *sniff* not"