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

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LUKE'S POV

"I hate you!  I hate all of you!"  I screamed, punching Beau's back as hard as I could as we stood in line for security checks.  He refused to put me down, probably knowing I would just run back to Reagan.  She was the love of my life and they were making me leave her. No one spoke back to me, only a few sympathetic looks from Mum or some strangers due to be on my flight.  "I love her, Beau."

"I know you do, mate.  I know you do." 

I needed to be with her.  I would give anything to not go home right now, to stay with Reagan for as long as I could.  But I couldn't.  My VISA ran out today, meaning it would be illegal for me to stay in England for any longer.  I could renew it, but that would probably take weeks.  Then there was the option of Reagan coming back to Australia with me, but I couldn’t ask that of her.  Her family was here in England, her life.  I couldn't ask her to give all of that up just so I wouldn’t be so heartbroken.  Plus, it would cost a fortune for her to get a traveller's VISA at such short notice. 

All VISA's were expensive… apart from one.  One that I could try, but it would probably never work. 

Considering we were next to be searched, Beau put me down, having repeatedly told me to stay where I was.  I felt like a 2year old.  He went through, the alarm sounding.  It was probably some loose change or something.  I was the last one left on my side of the barrier.  Nothing could now stop me from getting back to my girlfriend.

Ah fuck it, what have I got to lose?

I sprinted in the direction we had come, dodging people in my way and ignoring the shouts from the boys and my mum.  I needed to see her.

"Reagan!"  I screamed as I ran back through the airport.  Many disapproving looks were thrown my way, most probably with it being so early.  I stopped running just after I turned a corner, slowing to a jog.  There she was, wrapped in her father's arms as she continued to cry.  I didn’t know whether to smile or cry with her; I was the reason she was crying, which made me even more upset, yet she was crying because (well what I hoped was because) she loved me and didn't want me to go either.  Becca was the one to snap me out of my trance, to stop me from just staring at Reagan.

"Luke?  What are you doing back?" Reagan's head flicked to meet my gaze.  Once realising I had come back, there was no hesitation from her behalf to sprint over to me, closing the gap between us.  She took my face in her hands, greeting me with a kiss.  Again, one filled with hunger and desperation.

"Why aren't you getting on your plane?"  Her words tickled the skin of my lips, my arms tightening around her waist. 

"I can't go, Reagan.  I can't go back to Australia and live a life without you there by my side.  I need you.  I love you so much, more than you can ever imagine, and there's only one way I can think of to keep you with me for a bit that won't cost thousands.  I want to spend the rest of my life with you, so please, will you marry me?" 

REAGAN'S POV

What the actual fuck?  As much as Luke's speech brought even more tears to my eye, and as much as I loved him, I wasn't old enough to get married yet.  I hesitated, my lips continually brushing Luke's as I over-thought those 4 words.

Will.  You.  Marry.  Me.

I was only half listening when Luke spoke again. 

"I'm not just asking you to save money, although that is a bonus."  Luke's cheeky grin wasn't replicated, what people told me to be my thinking face was probably my response.  "I love you Reagan, and I know I always will.  What's the point in wasting time when we could just get married now and spend the rest of our lives together?"  I looked at Luke, confused. 

"You haven't thought this through much, have you?"  I suddenly burst into laughter, clutching my sides as Luke raised his eyebrows at me.  "I'm not marrying you Luke.  Not yet." 

I thought Luke was going to burst into tears, hurt spreading across his whole face within seconds.  I was about to explain, but Beau and Daniel taking hold of Luke's arms and legs stopped me.  They almost ran away with him, trying to make sure they didn’t miss their flight, so I jogged along beside them.

"We really have to go, Sexy." 

"Just one minute.  Please, Beau." 

"Hurry up."  I giggled, kissing Beau on the cheek quickly as him and Daniel set Luke on his phone.  The boys gave us some space, but stayed in sight.  I swear I heard Beau mumble something along the lines of "If we miss this flight and I end up in prison for being an illegal immigrant, I'm gonna chop off his balls in his sleep." Under his breath, but I ignored it.  I pulled Luke close to me by his collar, his face millimetres from mine. 

"I'm not going to marry you yet, Luke.  Maybe a few years down the line, if you ask me again then I might say yes.  But not today."

"But I'm leaving-"

"We'll make it work."  Luke smiled against my lips. "Whatever it takes." 

"Warning: flight 2637 to Melbourne, Australia, will be taking off in 5 minutes." 

"Come on mate, we really need to go now."  Beau and Daniel rejoined us, but I didn’t care. 

"I love you." Luke kissed me one last time before Daniel pulled him back.  That didn’t stop me calling out after him before he went through the security gates.

"I love you too."

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(that's it, this story is now over.  I have started writing a sequel because some people were asking me too so I might upload it in the next couple of weeks, I might not.  Depends on the feedback Iget.  Thanks for sticking with this)