the buddy system / lrh 🍒

15:thunder and lightning

Katherine stared at him, her eyes wide as she took in his words.

"Y-you love me?" She stuttered, hearing nothing but the blood roaring in her ears as the gut wrenching silence seemed to flood the room like tsunami tides.

Luke bit his lip, chewing on the black metal hoop attached to them in slight panic, his heart beating rapidly in his chest as he desperately thought of appropriate, if there even were any, words to fathom his feelings, which, like Katherine Heally, was an unspoken hurricane, messy and all over the place, as if his mind consisted of just abstract thought that he could not possibly comprehend.

But he could comprehend one thing.

And that was the fact that, without him even knowing, let alone comprehending the fact that she did at first, this stupid redheaded girl that irritated him, annoyed him, and even made him hate her with every fiber of his being, also made him fall head over heels for her.

"I love you," he repeated, simply, breathlessly, his blue eyes wide as the words escaped his lips in such a hurried jumble of unfathomable meaning. Because all he was focused on was her and how she laughed and how fucking beautiful she looked with her shirt covered in blue hair dye and her body close to his, so close that he could practically feel her heart beating almost as erratically as his.

Katherine looked as if the air had been taken out of her lungs, her expression showing slight panic as if she wanted to run, as if her body was telling her to get the fuck out of there. Yet she stayed absolutely still, her eyes wide.

"Why?" She whispered, almost breathlessly as she stepped back, away from the boy in front of her, who furrowed his eyebrows in response.

"What do you mean why?" He questioned, carefully, cautiously taking a step towards her. "There's no fucking why in this, Kat. You put the fucking stars in my sky, you put storms, no not storms, hurricanes in my veins and you make me absolutely fucking blind to nothing but you, and you're asking me why?"

The redheaded girl shook her head, running a hand through her hair in slight, progressive frustration. "I'm asking you why because you hated me, Luke. You wanted nothing to do with me, and then you come around, invite yourself into my life, make me feel something, and then tell me you love me?" She questioned, rambling on and on aimlessly, without a single light of direction.

"I didn't want you to make me feel something and now you're here and i love you and you have no fucking idea how much that scares me because the last time i felt love was before my dad died!" She continued, her whole world spiraling out of control, and she felt as if she might fucking throw up or kick something because she didn't want to love him. Because every time she loved someone, it went wrong.

And all she wanted was for him to run away, away from her and all her pathetic emotions that racked her insides raw as if her demons were clawing at them, desperate to break free. She wanted him to leave.

Yet, he stood there, staring at her with bright blue eyes, the familiarity of them making her feel all sorts of safety that she didn't even want to feel.

And he hugged her, tightly, as if he could be the glue that put her back together, that fixed all her frayed edges and broken pieces.

"I'm scared too," he admitted into her red hair, honesty staining his voice like hair dye stained his perfect blonde hair. "I'm scared because i love you and no matter how much you doubt that i do, i really do, Kat. And i swear that, despite how scared we both are at this very moment, there is nothing to be afraid of because I will take care of you, and i will love you and i will do my fucking best to keep you happy if you just let me."

Katherine shook her head, clinging onto him, her eyes misty from the amount of tears welling up in them. "I love you, Luke Hemmings," she announced simply, the words making his heart flutter. "And its 10pm on a fucking Friday and were covered in blue hair dye and hugging it out in the fucking Target bathroom and you're a wet virgin and i'm an bitter asshole and were totally not fucking meant for each other but i love you and i really wish i didn't."

Luke chuckled at her words, nodding as he processed them all at once.

"I'm glad that you do, nonetheless, even if you'd rather not, because, you and only you, Katherine Heally, have my heart, even if you did push me into a dolphin piss filled tank at 9pm," he responded, placing a hand on her cheek as he looked at her, taking in how beautiful she really was to him. Because he thought she was absolutely perfect, and everything he could ever want.

Katherine smiled, leaning up to place a kiss on his lips, the mere action sending sparks up into his body, throwing off his senses and making him absolutely vulnerable to the beautiful girl in front of him.

"you are the thunder to my lightening," she whispered, her lips moving against his in perfect harmony, a symphony of bodies pressed tightly together and desperation molded in hurried actions of love and building lust.

And Luke understood.

Because he was loud, and a bit unpredictable and she was the light of his life.

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This chapter made me cry
Like i sat outside of my house and cried while writing this.

Also holy shit it was like the best thing ever man it was legit pouring outside while i wrote this it was wonderful i mean i live in California so Filipino rain made my heart go all wow.

Anyway, i apologize for how short this chapter is.

But i loved it so yknow.

Also, i hope you guys enjoyed the past three chapters i love them a lot

Peace out girl scout!