Allis' POV
Tomorrow I get to leave this hell hole that doesn't even feel like home anymore. Of course it was technically my home since my family was here, but I hated being here after all that's happened recently. This town is full of many good memories, especially with Luke; but also many bad ones. I'm ready to start the next chapter in my life and I couldn't be more excited that I would be starting my journey with Luke. He will always be home.
I haven't been feeling that great ever since I visited my father last, but I'm getting better. Luke and I had a great day yesterday, but today I had to tell him about Louis and Ben. I didn't want to ruin our good moods, but he deserved to know. After all that I've put him through for not telling me something, it was time to tell him what he needed to know. All I can do is hope that he won't be that upset with me, and more importantly, with Louis. The last thing we need is for them to be fighting on tour.
We had decided that we would spend our last day here by ourselves. After sleeping in and staying in bed for most of the morning, we pack a picnic along with his guitar and head to our favorite spot that I know both of us will miss: the beach.
When we arrive, I enjoy the soothing coolness of the sand one last time as it crumbles around my toes. I would miss this place dearly, but I couldn't wait to see all of the other beaches and beautiful sights in the world. Luke comes up from behind me after grabbing his guitar and takes my hand in his.
"Let's go babe," he says with a smile.
We walk to a spot that we usually sit and lay out the blanket just a few feet away from the ocean. It's not that crowded today. Since it's a weekday, most people are probably at work. We eat a delicious, simple meal consisting of a few small sandwiches, various fruits, and a chocolate cake that we made yesterday. When we are finished eating, we play in the water for a little bit.
After hours of splashing each other and building sandcastles, we go back up to the blanket. I lay and sulk in the afternoon sun that will be setting soon while Luke plays his guitar. When a few minutes go by, I figure that now is a good time to have the talk with him. Never is a good time actually, but it had to be done.
"Hey Luke, can I talk to you about something?" I ask as I sit up.
"Of course baby, you know you can talk to me about anything. What's up?" He asks and puts his guitar to the side.
I sit cross-legged like him and face him. He takes my small hands in his large ones and I feel a rush travel up my arms. "Okay," I sigh. "So, I've always forced you into telling me things throughout our whole relationship...And I'm sorry for that. Now it's my turn to tell you some stuff," I say nervously. I feel his hands grip my own tighter.
"Okay...Now you're scaring me," he laughs nervously.
"Don't be scared Luke. I just need you to listen to me and know that I love you more than anything in this world. You know that, right?" I ask him.
"Of course, and you know that I love you more," he says with a smile and I feel a tiny bit relaxed for a moment.
I smile and bring his hands to my lips before continuing. "Okay. So first as you know, Ben has been my best friend for a very long time. We never once dated or kissed or anything, but I had always kind of had a feeling that he felt something for me. I didn't know whether this was true or not, until he came to visit. I went on a drive with him two nights while he was here. You were sleeping and I didn't want to wake you to tell you where I was going. I know I should have told you because if you would have woken up you wouldn't have known where I was, but I just didn't want to wake you up. He just called me up and asked if I wanted to go drive around with him and I couldn't sleep anwyays, so I did. It didn't mean anything to me, I just wanted to spend some time with my best friend who I hadn't seen in months."
I stop and attempt to catch my breath. Sometimes I talked so fast that I could barely keep up with myself. Luke's face has changed, but he doesn't look angry, yet. His face is plain, taking in what I've said so far. I can't tell what he is feeling; I am unable to read his emotions.
"So," I continue,"we drove around the first night and everything went fine. It just felt like any other time that we used to hang out. We caught up on a lot of stuff and it was good. The next night, however, went differently. We went to the beach and were just talking like normal again until out of nowhere he asked me to come home with him. Of course I was confused and told him that I couldn't and that this was my home now. He didn't want to accept that and basically freaked out on me so I told him I needed to go home. Long story short, he went into this big rant expressing his true feelings for me that I somehow knew all along. He told me that he loved me and he just wouldn't accept the fact that I wanted to stay here." I take another break, trying to read Luke now. It proves to be useless as his face is still emotionless. "The next day at the airport was awful. He kept telling me that he knew that I would come running to him sooner or later. Of course none of this means anything to me Luke. I told him over and over again that I love you and only you and that nothing would change that. He didn't want to believe that, but he left without any further arguments. He never once tried to kiss me or anything. Please trust me when I tell you that none of this changes anything. If I loved Ben, I would have gone back to America with him when I had the chance. I wouldn't go on tour with you, I wouldn't be sitting here with you." Nothing. "Do you believe me?" I ask, needing some sort of feedback from him.
"Of course I believe you, Al," he finally says after a moment and I feel somewhat relieved. "I kind of figured that he liked you in some way, it was pretty obvious. Even the guys knew. I wish you would have told me that you were going with him those nights, but it's okay. I've done stupid shit, so I can't be mad at you."
I notice now that the sun is beginning to set and wish that we could just enjoy it. I don't want to tell him about Louis because I know he is going to be angry. I am surprised at how well he took the whole thing with Ben, but I have no idea how well this is going to go.
"Thank you for trusting me..." I trail off. "But there's something else."
