Remember

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Brooklyn looked at Luke, not saying anything at all.

"Hey!" Her head snapped up to see Matt walking towards them, and Brooklyn quickly stood up from Luke and walked over to him, slightly embaressed.

"Thank's for calling me, and helping me find him" she thanked Matt quickly as he handed her his phone.

"No problem. I hope everything's alright"

"It's fine. I'll take him home now"

"I'll see you around Brooklyn" Matt sent her a small smile before retreating back into the party house. Brooklyn turned around and walked back over to Luke.

She held out both her hands, and he took it, and she pulled him into a standing position.

"I'm taking you home" she told Luke, seeing him shrug his shoulders. She took him by the hand, leading him back into the house to get back to the front.

She felt Luke's grip on her hand tighten as she lead the way through the thick crowd. She intertwined their fingers together, pulling him along.

They passed through the kitchen, and Brooklyn was relieved to see that Marcus and Ashely wern't there anymore. Once they got to the front of the house, Brooklyn led Luke to her car, helping him inside before she got into the drivers side and started to drive off.

She pulled up outside her house, killing the engine before she got out of the car and went over to the passengers side. She waited until Luke got out of the car before she locked the door.

"Will you be okay?" she asked him, watching Luke sway slightly. Before he could even answer her question, she grabbed his hand anyways, pulling him along with her and leading him towards her house. She crept inside with him, leading him to her bedroom before she closed her bedroom door, locking it as well.

"You can sleep on my bed Luke. I'll sleep on the floor" she told him quietly, trying not to talk too loudly to disturb her mother.

She watched as Luke removed his black shirt and skinny jeans, leaving him in only his boxers. Brooklyn could feel the heat rise to her cheeks as he did it so casually.

Luke walked over to her bed, flopping down on it, and in a matter of seconds, she knew that he had fallen asleep. She took her hair out of it's pony tail before she turned off her bedside lamp and slowly got into her bed next to him. Keeping her distance.

When she woke up the next morning was when she knew that what had happened in the early hours of the day wasn't a dream.

Luke and her were cuddled against each other, her head buried in his bare chest as he had his arms securly latched around her waist.

The early rays of the sun were shining through her curtains as her eyes fluttered open.

Her eyes widened when she saw the position her and Luke were in, but she didn't move. She didn't want too.

Acouple minutes later, Luke shifted in his sleep, his eyes fluttering open to see Brooklyn in his arms.

For a second, he thought that it was all a dream. Him sleeping next to Brooklyn. Her getting in an accident and forgetting about him.

But then he was brought back to reality by the stabbing pain he felt settle in his head.

Hangover.

"What happened last night?" his voice was raspy, and he put a hand on his face, shading his eyes from the light. Brooklyn sat up in her bed, looking at her digital clock to see that they had about two hours before they had to be at school.

"Long story short, you got drunk and I came to get you and I brought you back here where you passed out on my bed" she yawned, pushing her sheets back before she left her bedroom. Acouple minutes later, she returned with a tall glass of water and some advil pills.

"Here" she held out the glass and pills to him and he slowly sat up, taking it. He took the pills and then the water, thanking her as he placed the glass on her bedside table, already starting to feel the pills kicking in.

"Thanks for being there for me. And I'm sorry for making you take care of me" Luke apologized, getting out of her bed as he went to collect his clothes, putting them on.

"It's alright. I didn't mind" she shrugged her shouldeds and Luke finished putting on his clothes, standing up and getting ready to sneak out of her window before he stopped.

Next to the window was a wall. The one which included all of Brooklyn's pictures of Luke on them.

Luke walked over to the one closest to him, running his hand against the smooth texture of the picture.

"I remember this day" he smiled at the picture of them. Together. Smiling.

Snapping himself out of his thoughts, he shook his head before heading back to the window, desending out of it.

Brooklyn stood still as she watched him leave, before she walked over to the picture he was looking at.

She stared at it, seeing if it might trigger something for her. Anything at all.

She wanted to remember.

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Exams are in acouple weeks and my anxiety for it is thru the roof. Lol hope you enjoyed the chapter.