*flashback*
"How's my favourite best friend?" Luke greets, walking into my room with Ben and Jerry's ice cream. I look at him through my tear ridden eyelashes and smile.
He sits on my bed, putting the ice cream beside my bed, his face serious."Jen, you need to tell me what happened today," he says slowly, holding his hand out and strokes the large bruise on my face.
"I can't." I look down. I'm too ashamed to even look at him.
"They always pick on me Lukey, why do they always do that? What have I done to them? Nothing! I'm trying to not let them win, I try I try so hard!" My voice drops along with my heart. "But I have nothing to live for."Roughly he grabs my chin and stares into my eyes. "You have me to live for." He presses his lips to mine and I instantly react, reaching his jacket and moving him closer to me. There isn't any romance, just lust. But I like this way more than romance.
And who says love is dead?
Quickly he pushes me so I'm lying on my bed. We carry on kissing as my hands weave through his hair. He slowly pulls our lips apart and smiles widely.
"This must be a dream, I love you so much," Luke whispers, and I kiss his lips softly.
"I love you so much too."I fell in love with my best friend.
*end of flashback*
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