Meet and Run

Chapter one - The Meet

"Don't look at me I'm a mess" I sobbed as I sat down in front of him. Placing my head in my hands I feel more tears escape. I feel a hand resting on my back along with a thud next to me.
"Darling you look fantastic." he leans into me. I sit there, on the carpeted floor, tears slowly escaping my eyes, watching the beautiful human being who sat beside me.
"I'm sorry,"I choke up, as I whips the tears away from my eyes. I chuckle at how stupid I must sound.
"I have millions of girls crying in front of me every day no need to apologize princess." he rests his head on top of mine.
"So you see millions of girls with running mascara?" I hiccup in the middle of my sentence, I see that my fingers are all black from my makeup
He pulls out his iPhone 6 and opens up Twitter, gesturing for me to enter my username. I pull out my 5s and show him my page.
I notice I have a dm from him, I open it watching him closely. He's just watching my phone almost as closely as I'm watching him.
"Are you going to open it cat eye?" he asks me, I look to him confused but then I remember that my eyes are green. I felt like an idiot.
"Right now?" I stumble for words, his blue eyes locked with mine.
"Why not?" he simply shrugs, even when he's not trying he's still the most beautiful human I have ever seen.
I slowly tap on the tab that reads, 'Luke Hemmings'. I read through the small words in seconds, taking an extra few seconds to re-read what he said.
"Back here in an hour, StarBucks wear something dark, paps will be everywhere" is what it read. I quickly start typing a response.
"How about a black skirt with a sweatshirt and boots?" I hit the send button.
He glances down at his phone, reading the message. All he does is simply nod.
I wipe my eyes one final time before standing up and hugging him.