tomboy ▪ hemmings

24.

last chapter before epilogue IM SO SAD

ANDREA'S POV

I woke up to what seemed like minutes after I had just fallen asleep. but honestly, I didn't care as long as this large giant was right beside me. I felt his warmth spreading between us and I hummed in response to his tighter grip.

"you awake?" he whispered.

I peeked a little, only to find his sapphire gems looking at me. I swore, I could wake up to this scenery every single day of my life and I wouldn't ever get tired of it. his scruff was slightly visible, and his eyes slightly droopy - I bet mine was worst though.

his arms had already made their way on my waist, and our legs were entangled and I leaned deeper against his chest, never wanting to let go. I felt his body rumble a little from under me, realizing because he was chuckling at my actions. I laughed along as I hid my face in his neck and I heard Luke sigh.

"I can definitely get used to this." he said, his chin landing on the top of my head.

"it could if you weren't leaving today." ugh, just had to ruin the fucking moment.

I heard Luke sigh, and I kissed his chest briefly. "I'm sorry, it slipped. I understand that you have to, it's just weird somehow." my voice came out as a whisper, slightly strained due the block in my throat.

"I know Andy, and I'm sorry too. I wish I could stay, I really do." he turned on his side slightly, and he pushed behind a loose strand of hair from the wild bush on top of my head. his thumb caressing my cheek and a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.

"can I ask you something?"

"what?" I asked, my lower lip jutted out slightly.

I looked at him, not knowing what I was supposed to do whenever I was under his trance. he took in a deep breath, and his eyes never left mine. I mirrored his actions, slightly fretting about what he was going to ask. I mean, was he asking me to delete his contact details? or maybe asking me if I was okay with him dating someone else? or maybe he was asking me to shower first?

"Andrea," he said with a serious tone as his face inched closer to mine. the tip of his nose touched mine and he smiled. "will you be my girlfriend?"

my breath hitched, and I couldn't move. maybe it was because I was too caught up with the fact that he was so close to me. his hand that caressed my cheek moved lower to trace down my jawline before cupping my face in his hands.

I nodded. that was the only response that I could muster at the moment.

his face came even closer to mine, if that was even possible. I knew what was coming and my whole body felt like I was on fire. this feeling never failed to swallow me whenever he was making these sweet and loving gestures. I felt alive. he was barely touching me and yet I felt him all over me. my heart leapt and was beating incredibly fast and it could even undergo seizure-well, if that was possible.

I just didn't know what to do with my clumsy self. his lips brushed against mine, and I moved ahead, desperately connecting our lips-and morning breaths.

I pulled back, and looked at Luke while he opened his eyes slowly. the sight of him with his ruffled hair and swollen lips made me melt. this boy loved me, Luke Hemmings loved me and he was with me, in my bed. it felt surreal, he didn't feel real.

he smiled softly at me and ran his hand along my sides, and I placed my hands on his chest and fixated them. but, I didn't want this moment to end, I didn't want it to end.

"I'll miss you." he murmured against my lips, and we connected our lips again, trying to push everything away and just acting like we didn't have to care about him packing his bags and us having to shower before heading for the airport that evening. it felt like we just wanted to be with each other, before not having the chance to hold each other for such a long period of time.