I decide to go and see Erin again the next day. After all maybe her boyfriend Calum would be somewhere with his little trio. I put on a white SnapBack, black jacket with a white shirt and black leggings accompanied with white vans (if you dare).
I look down with the silence filling my ear. I just heard my footsteps and my steady breaths. It's chilly outside and the cold air nip my cheeks. I hear shuffling behind me. I decide to ignore it until someone put their hand on my shoulder. I whip around to see the punk from yesterday. He is wearing a black shirt, black ripped jeans, and black shoes. Oh. If our clothing choices match us in soul, we're literally the same person. He looks down and I look up. Well this wasn't awkward.
"I'm Luke." He says slowly catching my gaze.
"I'm Jamie." I say, holding onto his gaze.
And we kinda just stand there and I guess admired each other? We just stare at each other. He got more attractive not gonna lie, but then again he was practically towering over my 5"9 self. We start to walk different directions again. But this time I look back and he does too. Embarrassingly, color shot into my cheeks and I walked quicker.
At least I know his name now.
Luke.
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Fanfictionhe's ripped at every edge but she still sees a masterpiece. caution: eh it has a bit of bad language and other things such as fighting and trigger warning.
