I Don't Know What To Call this Janoskians (Luke Brooks) Love Story

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"We've got something to tell you, boys."  Gina said.  The boys were all sat on top of each other on James's bed and us four girls were stood in front of them.  "We need to drop the girls off at their homes today, so we'll probably be travelling most of the day.  After that, we'll probably end up heading down back to London and find somewhere to stay.  Is that okay?"  The boys' heads fell, apart from Luke's, who stayed fixed upon mine.  They were worried, sad.  I could've sworn there were a few tears. 

"I don't want them to go.  Why can't they stay longer?  They're like family already!"  Beau protested, taking a quick glance at Becca that didn't go unnoticed. 

"I'm sorry.  I have spoken to Reagan's dad and we both agreed it's for the best that they went home."  Gina squeezed my hand.  I couldn’t say anything, because I knew if I did, I would burst out laughing.

"What about what's best for us, huh? Best for me?  I can't let them go.  If they do, I do."  Luke stood up and raised his voice.  It killed me to see him like this.  You could tell by his face he was being 100% truthful.  Did he really feel that strongly about us... about me?  Luke walked out of the room, slamming the door behind me.  Everyone looked at me, hinting that I should go after him. 

"I guess I'll go then."  I followed him down the hall.  I guessed he'd be in our room, and I was right.  Slowly, I opened the door so I wouldn't startle him or get shouted at. 

"Leave me alone."  It sounded like he was crying.

"It's only me."  I said, quietly but loud enough for him to hear.  Luke quickly sat up from being curled up on the bed, wiping at his eyes.  I walked over to him, sat down in front of him and wrapped my arms around his neck.  He sobbed into my neck for a little while and pulled away when he stopped.  "So are you gonna tell me why you're so upset?"

"I'm sorry.  I can’t believe I just cried in front of you.  I feel so un-masculine right now."  I chuckled.  Trust Luke to say something like that. 

"So you gonna tell me?"  I layed down on the bed, turning me head so I could face him.  He copied my actions so our faces were barely centimetres apart.

"You can't go.  I'll never see you again if you do.  3 days isn't enough.  I love you Reagan, I really do.  I know that's a lot to say for only three days but I mean it.  I can't live without you.  I think I want to spend the rest of my life with you."  Tears began to fall from Luke's eyes again as he spoke.  I brushed them away with my thumb, having never seen a boy get as emotional like this before.  I gently placed my lips against his. 

"I love you too, Luke."  We layed there; my hands gently tracing over his hands which were interlocked with mine.  Jai came in around half hour later to tell us we needed to go soon.  Luke pecked my lips quickly, before leaving me on the bed to throw the last few things back into his suitcase.  When he turned his back, I leant over and grabbed one of his old jumpers from the top of his suitcase.  Slipping it over my head, his scent engulfed me.   I loved how Luke smelt.  It was a mix of his cologne and just the smell of him. 

"Keep it."  Luke's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.  He was stood at the end of the bed, smiling at me.  "What were you thinking about?" 

"You, your smell.  How much I'm gonna miss it."  I kept a straight face, but smirked in my mind.  Luke was going to kill me later.  His face fell and he went back to packing. 

The car journey had been spent talking with the boys.  I sat on Luke's lap and Gina sat in the passenger seat so we could all fit in one car.  Luke had stayed quiet for most of the journey, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist like he could never let go.  Sophie and James were wrapped up with each other and you could tell James was upset about Sophie 'leaving'.  I could've sworn I saw Beau and Becca holding hands at one point, but I couldn't be completely sure.  I bet this sounds proper cliché, 3 of the Janoskians falling for three of their fans who were best friends blah blah blah, but it was actually happening.  It was real and I loved it.  I twisted my head to face Luke, who looked like he was in deep thought as well.  I kissed his cheek, startling him.  I laughed at how I made him jump as he kissed me back and I rested my head in the crook of his neck. 

"Wow, your house is massive!" Great.  Thanks for that Daniel.  This is it. Luke pulled me away from the others as Beau, Jai and Daniel stood talking to Becca, Gina with my dad and Sophie with James. 

"I can't believe this is it."  Luke finally said, resting his forehead against mine.  Without giving me a chance to speak, his lips crashed against mine in a desperate but loving kiss.  I could feel wet drops fall against my cheeks and guessed Luke was crying again.  Gina called us over and I couldn’t look Luke in the eye as we walked.  The nine of us stood in a circle, Luke's hand not leaving mine. 

"Okay, so boys, we haven't been exactly truthful with you."  Gina began.  All 5 of the boys' faces turned from sadness to confusion within the second.  "We aren't going to find somewhere to stay in London.  We're staying here."  It took a couple of seconds before the boys realised what Gina had said and when they did, the screams and shouts of joy that left their mouths said it all really. "Reagan's dad said we can stay here for a few weeks so we don’t have to stay in a hotel which means you have to behave yourselves!"  Gina said as quickly as she could before being pounced upon by Beau.  The smile on my face grew larger as I saw how happy the boys were.  It was strange.  You would never think 5 famous teenage boys would react like this having being told that they were staying at a fans house for three weeks.  I suppose this proved that they meant it when they said we were like family.  We really had become that close in the past few days.  I was snapped out of my thoughts when a strong pair of arms came up behind me and spun my around, my legs flying everywhere. 

"How could you do that to me?!  God I hate you sometimes."  Luke smirked as he put me down.  Laughter escaped my mouth as he spoke. 

"Blame your mum, it was her idea."  I stated, still smiling.  Luke left a long kiss against my lips, and it felt different.  I don't know what it was, but it didn’t feel like any other kiss we had shared before.  Not the very first time we kissed back in London, or the passionate kisses we had shared in Liverpool, or even the gentle and sweet kisses.  I couldn’t quite put my finger on what it was.  My fingers traced over my lips which were tingling still from the kiss, but were quickly moved to Luke's hand as he ran with me to the other boys who were still… celebrating let's say.