Brooklyn
I unlocked the front door and walked inside, expecting no one to be home. I sighed in relief, dropping a couple of bags on the floor. I made my way to the front room, where the light was off, sitting myself down on the couch and closing my eyes shut.
It was very relaxing being alone at home. I had nothing to worry about. Especially now that it wasn't just me and my friends living in this house. I have to admit, I love having the boys around. But they are a handful. Its like looking after 5 kids. Seems easy in the beginning but once they're there, you're just dying the kick them out.
"You're home." My eyes opened instantly at the sound of the voice. I looked up to find Luke, leaning against the door frame.
"Jesus Christ, Luke. Are you trying to scare me or something?" I told him, sitting up from my seat. He chuckled deeply as he turned the light on, walked over and sat down next to me. His hair was messy and he looked like he just woke up from a nap.
"Sorry about that." he said.
"Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be with the others?" He shook his head slowly.
"I was really tired so I stayed home." He explained. We were currently sat in silence. Awkward silence. I felt his eyes staring at me.
"Well... I'm gonna go take a shower-" As I was about stand up and leave, he grabbed me by the wrist, pulling me back down to my seat. I looked at him worriedly.
"Please talk to me. Ignoring me will just make things worst." He pleaded.
"There is nothing to talk about Luke and if there is I wouldn't want to talk you about it." My voice was slightly cracking.
"I'm trying okay? I'm trying my hardest get things back to the way they were before." I removed his hard off my wrist.
"News flash Luke, you can't just get things back that easily. I'm trying to sort my life out as well." He looked down, ignoring my stare.
"I know you hate me right now. But I need you in my life. I still love you and nothing will change that. I'm willing to start from the beginning if you want me too." i stayed silent. He finally looked up and held my hands properly.
"But thats the thing Luke, I've just started to move on and you're back reminding me of what you did. If you want to start from the beginning, start from the part when we barely talked to each other." I told him.
"Brooke I-"
"You left me. The worst part is you weren't there when I needed you. You were the only person that knows my past. Michaela and Hannah knows but I don't feel like they'd understand me the way you did." My vision became blurry.
"I'm sorry." Was all he said. A tear rolled down my cheek causing me to immediately wipe it.
"So am I." I said loud enough for him to hear.
"Look, I'm willing to start off again with just being friends."He said. I questioned myself whether or not I should let him. He seemed so desperate for me to say yes to us being friends but that would only show him I'm too weak to say no. And if I say no, he'll keep on bugging me to say yes.
"Please Brooklyn." I bit my bottom lip, not wanting to say a word. He was waiting for me to talk.
"Give me one good reason why I should give you another chance?" I asked him.
"Because I'm going to keep trying to get you back. I'm not gonna give up." He said, not breaking the eye contact.
"You got one chance Hemmings. Fuck this up, you're not getting another one." I told him, watching his lips form a crooked smiled. He simply pulled in a hug, wrapping his arms tightly around me.
"I've learnt my lesson, not having any sort of contact with you for a year is hell and I wouldn't want that to happen again." he said. Was I doing the right thing. I know for a fact this might end badly. Am I ready to be friends with the person who broke my heart?
