Behind Broken Walls (Zarry) GOING UNDER MAJOR EDITING*****

Chapter 25

Hanging out at the water park wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Even though I just confessed a very big secret of mine, I was extremely happy. We ordered tons of food, watched a movie, and just talked. Catched up on some things.

It made me realize though, that I don't really know what I plan for my future. Yes I have a future right now. But I quit my career and my millions can run low any second. I love art. I love music. I love photography. But what do I really want to do. I feel like I'm fifteen all over again.

I shook it of my thoughts, getting it out my bed and walking downstairs. It was early to the point where no one would get up but I just couldn't fall asleep.

Walking into the kitchen, I turned on the lights and jumped when I saw Luke standing in front of me with a glass of milk. "God Luke, what are you doing up at three am in the morning?"

He smirked tiredly. "I should be asking you the same thing."

I sighed running my hand through my hair. "I couldn't sleep."

"Thoughts running through your mind?"

I nodded pouring me a glass of water. "What about you?"

"Same thing." Luke answered. "I love Ashton." He blurted out.

"Really I had no idea." I said sarcastically.

Luke rolled his eyes. "No that's not-we've been together for a long time now. I want the best for him. I want the best for his dad. He wants the best for himself too you know."

I stared at him confused. It was odd to see him worried about his and Ashton's relationship. He was always so confident about him and Ash. It was never questioned in my mind. "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I see a future with him." He answered and I nodded waiting for him to continue. "I love taking risk but not when it comes to Ashton. And I want to make a good living for him and I. I just....i really don't know what I'm doing with my life. I just feel like what I do isn't good enough." He mumbled.

I set my glass down and chuckled softly to myself. "Why are you laughing?"

"Because you don't realize how talented you are at your work. Your so amazing. Every time we go to a gallery, even the greatest ones, you are always the first they pick and your items are always getting sold to the biggest seller. And you get tons of money for it. That's the only way your paying for this nice house. You don't realize how great you are-

"But what if this doesn't last. What if they get tired of me?"

"They could never get tired of you. You're Luke Hemmings! A lot of photographers love you and praise your work." Luke smiled shyly.

"Unleash that confidence Luke." I smirked and finished off my drink putting it in the sink.

"Are you gonna take your own advice?" Luke question stunned me to the point where my body stopped for seconds. "Sorry... It's just got have that look. You're always breathing heavily and you're fists are always clenched. You just have that look that says I don't know what I'm doing "

"Ch-ahh...." I trailed off nervously running my hands through my hair. "It's getting late. I-I'll see you later."

I walked upstairs to my room leaving Luke to be in his thoughts. I laid back on my bed letting my own thoughts running through my mind. I hated when Luke did that. Sometimes I hated that his dad was a psychologist because he picked up everything from him. It's like he's reading my mind but without even having the ability to.

I missed Harry. It's only been a few hours since we left the water park and I hated the fact that we were distant. If he was here right now, all these thoughts would go away. Just one look in those green eyes and then it's all over.