luke for louise 🌺 @LUKElovesLOUISE
"Baby, I just got us free tickets to the next Panic! at the Disco concert!"
I slightly smiled at Luke, and then turned over in bed.
"What's wrong?" He asked, siting on the bed beside me.
I shook my head indicating that nothing was wrong. How was I going to tell him I had a little less than a month to live? That I was diagnosed with Leukemia just a few days ago and that I was having pains because of it.
He moved my hair out of my face, placing a hand to my forehead, "You're burning up, Louise," His eyebrows furrowed in worry.
He kissed my forehead and whispered, "Are you having monthly pains?"
I shook my head, "No, Luke, you have to stop. I don't want you to get too attached to me."
He frowned, "Why is it a problem that I'm attached to you? Do you not feel the same?"
"No! I do, it's just.. when's the Panic! at the Disco concert?"
"Um, April twenty-first, why?"
It was January twenty first today, which meant it was three months away and I could possibly die in less than a month. I let out a heavy sigh and Luke was in full panic mode.
"Okay, Louise, I need to know what's going on."
I pinched the bridge of my nose, "You have to promise not to cry because if you cry I will cry."
"You're really worrying me," He mumbled nervously as I grabbed both of his hands.
"Promise it, Luke."
"Okay, okay, I promise. What are you going to tell me?"
"Luke, I've been diagnosed with cancer.. Leukemia."
"Oh, Louise, baby, it's alright— we'll get through this together." He said, pulling me into his lap.
"No, Luke," I sighed. "I have less than one month to live." I croaked.
"Less than a month?" He repeated. "Less than a month. I only get to spend less than a month with you and then it's goodbye forever."
He mumbled a few incoherent words and pulled at his hair.
"Luke, I love you so much- more than I've ever loved anyone. I promise I'll be up there watching over you, I'll be your angel," I smiled. I didn't know how I was able to smile, knowing I had less than a month to live. It was Luke, he always managed to make me feel better.
"But, Louise, you're already my angel. Shoot," he cried, letting a few tears slip.
"You promised you wouldn't cry," I said, shaking his shoulders.
"I'm sorry, I can't help it. I'm going to be losing my backbone, my safe haven, the love of my life, Louise I was planning to propose to you at Panic! At the Disco's concert. I had connections to get you up on stage and ask you there, but now I can't."
"We can still get married at court," I told him, grabbing his cheeks in my small fragile hands as I wiped away a few tears.
"When?" He asked, hugging me close to him.
He laid us both in bed as he spooned me, kissing my shoulder.
"Let's do it tomorrow, and we'll go on our honeymoon right afterwards," I suggested.
"Let's do it. I know just the place to take you." I could feel him smile in my shoulder.
I knew he'd take me to Paris- it was my dream vacation. He's so predictable.
"You're adorable, you that right? You're so cute," I complimented him, flipping over so I could tap his nose.
"You're cuter," he replied, giving me a toothy smile.
"I love you," I told him as I planted a soft kiss on his cheek.
"I love you more, and I promise I'll be here every step of the way. I'll go to all your appointments and spend every second of every day with you."
"Just like you promised you wouldn't cry?" I asked, humming sassily afterwards.
"You can't expect me not to cry when I find out the only important person in my life is dying."
I pouted, and snuggled into him as he hummed Therapy by ATL to me. "Thank you, Luke,"
"What for?" He asked.
"For loving me, and showing me what love is, and I know you'll take good care of me in these few weeks."
"I won't let you out of my sight,"
a/n:
hope you like it! idk when the next update will be bc im still writing it 😁
