Chapter 3:
"Goodnight beautiful." He whispers, barely concious.
"Goodnight Beau."
I just spent 4 hours on Skype with Beau. It was... Interesting. I talked to all of the boys, and now they all follow me! I have to admit. As much as Beau is attractive, sweet, and amazing, just seeing Luke and hearing his voice sent chills down my spine. Sure, Beau and I are talking. But I'm still a Luke girl.
I shut my laptop and check my Twitter on my phone. 1 DM. I click on it, expecting it to be spam. It's not. "@Luke_Brooks: I love your user. I wonder who you thought about while making it?:)" Screaming, I throw my phone at the wall and jump on my bed. After around 5 minutes of running down my block screaming "LUKE BROOKS LOVES ME" I come back inside and put my phone back together. Thankfully, it took no damage from the throw.
"I don't know. Some extremly attractive fag from Australia.;)" I reply. As hard as I fangirled over Beau, I still fangirl more over Luke. I check my phone ever second for the next 2 minutes before I get a reply. It felt more like 2 hours.
"You think I'm attractive? :D" He says. Of course? He's Luke Brooks. Everybody KNOWS he's attractive. He's practically a sex god.
"Hey, I also said fag, don't be too flattered :p" This is amazing. I'm talking to him how I talk to any other guy.
"But I know I'm a fag. The question is, do YOU know you're beautiful?" My heart stops. I feel every part of my body start to shake, and I swear I have the dumbest look on my face. I know I'm not ugly, but Beau and Luke both calling me beautiful? This cannot be right. I look in the mirror and see an average girl. How am I beauitul to them?
"YOU DONT KNOW-OW-OW, YOU DONT KNOW YOUR BEAUTIFUL!" He sends before I have the chance to reply. One Directions lyrics? Classy, Luke.
"*don't *don't *you're Gosh you really suck at this thing called SPELLING haha"
"Oh gosh. I know. Excuse me while I go fall in a hole and die." he replies, clearly embarressed.
"Aw, don't do that! I'd miss you! :("
"Really?:D"
"Yes really, you idiot! If you haven't noticed by my twitter, you're my favorite. If you died... I'd die. "
"Aww, that's cute:) Kinda... Except, I wouldn't want you to die. I'd want you to spread my 'rare' selfies around:P" What 'rare' seflies? Before I can think any further, my DM's are blown up by about 30 or more random selfies of Luke. I've never seen any of them before, they must be of him right now. He's making all kinds of silly faces in them. I can't help but scream as my phone is being raped by his face.
"Hey, slow down there stud! You're going to freeze my phone up!" I wasn't lying either. My phone was starting to slow down.
"Oh stahp, you know you love seeing my face :)" He's right. I do. I love every fiber in his body.
"I do. I have to head to bed though. Message me tomorrow?"
"Sure thing. Sweet dreams, beautiful xX"
I still have no clue how this happened. Beau is hitting on me, and Luke and I are acting like bestfriends. I could get used to being 17.
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OK. So, I hope you guys are enjoying the chapters. I'm trying to make them a good length... What do you think? Should they be longer? Shorter? I'm sorry not much is happening yet. But don't worry, there is going to be soo many plot twists and surprises coming up soon. Make sure to vote and comment! :D
