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Luke POV: as my mom is yelling to me i wasnt paying attention i only had my mind on Arabella as my mom slapped me out of my thoughts "i hate you!" I yelled as i walked out on my way to Arabella
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As i throw a rock at her window she came outside as i picked her up spinning her around "i missed you so much" i whisperd as i carry her bridal style to the car
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As we arrived at the beach i grabbed her hand intertwining it with mine never wanting to let her go i took a seat on this bench as she took a seat next to me as we started talking about us.
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"Making out plans at the Santa Cruz" i sang to her as i wrapped my arm around her "Arabella?" I ask "yes?" She asks "i think i love you" i say confused "i love you Luke" she says.
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As we walked on the beach i picked her up bridal style carrying her in the water with me "its so cold" she says squealing as i hug her making her warmer .
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"Dont you ever leave me" i tell her "i wont Luke" she says as i grab her wrist carefully kissing her cuts showing her i care "never cut again" i tell her
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"Luke?" She asks "you have me wrapped around you finger" she says

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