How It Ends {l.h}

Chapter 20

Claire's POV

The room filled with laughter from a lame joke Calum had said.

"Cashton momento" Grace says with a fake spanishy accent, between laughs. Grace looked really happy and it was great. I knew she was depressed and sad a bit but she has absolutely moved on really well. She loved Luke still but it may have been the best for her to break up. We still don't know.

"Cashton" Michael said rolling his eyes but the fun moment was cut off by a loud slam from the front door.

"What the?" Ashton exclaims curiously as he stands up.

With a belly I had, moving around was a bit difficult. Not that difficult since my bump wasn't yet enormous, but if I moved too quickly, I felt sick.

I finally stood up from the help of Michael and turn around and see what the huge slam and all was all about.

And there, there stood the one and only Luke Hemmings.

He had his hair in a mess and his eyes were bloodshot. His eyebrows were dropping, and he absolutely looked sad.

"Luke?" Grace says, shock in her voice. We all look to her, full of worry and she looked as if she was going to cry this second.

We heard the door open and close making all of us head out attention to the door again where I presume it was Bailee, standing there.

Bailee slapped her head with her hand and shake her head.

"What is going on here?" Ashton asks.

"I can't live without you Grace. You can't do that to me." Luke breathes out as tears come out of his now dark blue eyes.

Grace's eyes are full of tears, desperately not trying to let it stream down. I walk over to her and hug her from the side, rubbing her arm as she finally let's down the tears freely. She starts shaking her had and keeps on saying, "No, no. Don't make it hard."

"Grace, I need you. I love you and I love you. I know you're hurt, and I know it's all because of me. But it's hurting me too. It hurts like fuck." Luke whimpers as he looks down. His shoulders keeps shaking hard from the crying, and not trying to let any sobs out.

Grace sobs into my shoulders. That's when it hit me. This was not Grace. Grace was a person who would never cry, if she did, it was rare. If I was completely honest, Grace was a shy person who would push herself to maximum to get over the anxiety and talk to new people. She never wants attention. But here, crying into my shoulder, emotional and the center of attention.

I pushed her off my shoulder and made her stand right in front of me.

"Look up." I say firmly.

She slowly brings her head up and looks into my eyes.

"This is not you. Be you. Please." I whisper, "I know you're just pushing yourself for some I-don't-know-stupid-reason. I know you want him. I don't know what you're thinking, you're probably lost in yourself too, but I know one thing, and it's that you love him. So be with him."

I take my hands off her shoulder which I had and nod. She nods back and takes a deep breathe.

She runs off towards Luke and hugs him, tight.

"I love you, I love you, I love you." She kept on repeating.

I thought that they would keep on hugging and cry and tell each other how they loved each other but Grace, being Grace, it didn't work like that. If she needed to get things all out she will.

Grace pushed him and started yelling.

"LUKE, I LOVE YOU, AND I ALWAYS WILL, I KNOW IT. BUT IF YOU EVER, EVER CHEAT ON ME, I WILL NOT FORGIVE YOU AND IF YOU EVER HURT ME AGAIN, I WILL MOVE ON. I LOVE YOU AND I DON'T WANT TO BREAK UP WITH YOU, EVER. I WANT TO STAY WITH YOU BUT ALL THE THINGS THAT'S HAPPENED BETWEEN US, I JUST DON'T THINK IT CAN BE TRUE. SO YOU HAVE TO PROMISE ME, YOU WOULD NEVER HURT ME, BECAUSE I PROMISE YOU I WILL NEVER HURT YOU."