Your POV
Luke has been texting you all day today with his weird emojis, just spamming you with screenshots of posts he found funny.
And usually you'd laugh at them and reply him with a laughing emoji, but not today.
Today you had ton of work to do, it was 6pm and you haven't had even started, your mum had yelled at you, which resulted in you yelling at her back, causing a big fight between the two of you.
Your relationship with your mum was always great, you've almost to never had fall outs.
But then today Happened.
You were stressed, panicked, sad, felt as if your thoughts were all over the place, your head pounding, you felt frustrated.
And when you were frustrated, you started crying. But not this time, you told yourself, this time I'm gonna finish this work and go through this without crying.
You proceeded trying to write a four page essay that was due tomorrow, wiping your tears off your face.
After two painful hours of typing and erasing words, you were halfway through the essay, when you heard a knock on the door.
"Come in." you said with a hoarse voice, the fact that you had been crying evident.
The door opened and revealed a tall blonde blue eyed boy with a little stubble showing on his jaw, holding two plastic bags, one in each arm, holding a lot of things.
"Hey Luke." you said putting a smile on for him. Luke didn't have to know about your problems, he had enough of his own.
"I know you too well by now to know when that smile is real and when is not, I know that one" he said pointing to your face "is not a real one, so what's wrong?" he asks in a quiet voice, his eyebrows furrowed, eyes full of concern and that was all it took for your eyes to start welling up with tears.
He quickly got to your bed, where you were sitting surrounded by all kinds of papers and pens and lap tops and all shit ton of stuff, and sat right next to you, softly pulling you into his chest.
"Hey, hey, let it all out." he started rubbing your back soothingly. You wrapped your arms around him, just needing a hug. He got the memo as he tightly sneaked his arms all around your torso while occasionally rubbing your shoulders or sides.
It was as if you couldn't stop crying, you had been locking your emotions up inside you so much, the tears just couldn't stop.
He cooed while still holding you, reassuring you that he was there for you.
After your tears has seemed to somewhat stop, his calm and loving voice snapped you out of your thoughts.
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
"Nah, just a bad day." you shrugged your shoulders.
"Okay."
"Do you wanna do something, u brought chocolate and some movies and I thought that-" he started moving towards the bags he had previously dropped on the floor.
You interrupted him. "Just hold me, please." you grabbed his shoulder and looked into his eyes. The pure and honest shade of blue fulfilling his orbs was somehow calming you down and it gave you a feeling as if you were in this safe bubble where nothing can hurt you.
"Sure." he gave you a sweet smile and wrapped an arm around your shoulders while resting his chin on your shoulder.
His steady breathing that you could feel on your neck was causing your own to calm its pace.
Finally, you were at peace. You felt at peace.
Luke was your peace, Luke was your safe place, Luke was your sweet escape and getaway.
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a/n
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- emily
