Its a long story L.H

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(Y/N) all alone crying her eyes out in a dark ally way on the ground in New York city on New Years at 11:30 pm.

"W-why do t-they hate me?" She stutters while sobbing.

"Is there something wrong with me? Its not my fault, I tried my best." She covers her face with her hands and sobs loudly only to be drowned out by the noise of the city.

She lifts her tear stained face and yells, "I just want them back, is that to much to ask!!?"

"No." Said a mysterious stranger walking closer to (Y/N).

"What did you say?" (Y/N) asks wiping the remaining tears from her face squinting at the figure.

"I answered your question, no its not to much to ask for." Once he stepped close enough in the dim lighting from nearby buildings (Y/N) could see him more clearly.

The mysterious stranger had blonde hair, scruff forming on his defined jawline, ocean blue eyes and a lip ring.

And from where she was standing she was still able to tell that he was a tall drink of water and he looked to be about her age if not older and she could not lie, he was attractive.

The stranger must have asked her a question because he looked at her expectantly.

"Come again?" She asked blushing a deep shade of pink.

"I asked if you don't mind me sitting next to you." He pointed to the empty space beside her.

"Not at all." She replied scooting over some to make more room.

He sat down next to her and extended his hand out towards her with a charming smile.

"My names Luke." He said.

"(Y/N)." She responded grasping his large hand with a small smile.

His hand was warmer in contrast to the freezing weather that they happen to be enduring at the moment.

His facial expression contorted into one of seriousness as they retracted hands.

"So why are you out here all alone crying in a dark ally way on New Years at..." He glances at his watch " 11:57 pm."

"Well you see its a long story..." She trailed off, was she really about to tell a stran- I mean Luke about her personal problems?

She took a small glance at him and he gave her a dizzying small any girl would kill for, she made up her mind.

"So It started on a weekend in May...."

In cruel I know but what better way then to end it this short story, I know *Michaels voice* Ya Mum.

Okay okay I'm going jeez, don't have to be rude about it. ✌

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