Okay, so I don't know why I wrote what I did in the original chapter 23. I edited it and the plot twist isn't there anymore. I turned it into a little romantic scene for you guys. :)Anyways, on to the next chapter!
In France~
"Babe, it's beautiful!" I exclaimed as we walked around Paris hand in hand at night time.
"Not as beautiful as you are, Rae." Luke said cheesily.
"Stop being cheesy, Luke." I teased. A pair of girls came running up to us.
"OMG IT'S LUKE HEMMINGS AND BRAELYNN HEMMINGS." One of them said. Luke had put a hoodie on with glasses, and I was positive nobody could recognize him. I didn't bother with a disguise, since being a famous model came with its consequences other than the loss of privacy. Especially since I modeled everything, I couldn't just chose an outfit I didn't wear outside normally. Luke grinned and took his disguise off, since the two fans made him realize it was useless.
"Hey." He said, and he gladly took photos with them.
"So, you guys are on your honeymoon right?" The second fan asked.
"Yup." I replied, grinning. They thanked us for our time, and skipped off, laughing and grinning.
"They were sweet." I stated.
"They were. But you're sweeter than candy." Luke replied, grinning mischievously at me. I groaned at his cheesiness, but took his hand and pulled him towards the famous cafe I wanted to go to.
After eating a delicious meal, we continued to walk around Paris, hand in hand. Fans and paparazzi didn't bother us, and we had an amazing time.
3 days later~
It happened in a blur. Luke had put a snap back on, and the sudden gust of wind blew it into the street. It was
His favorite SnapBack, so he ventured out into the street to get it. As he was bent over, a black sedan came rushing around the corner, going to fast to stop, and ran into Luke.
I screamed. And screamed and screamed, as I ran to my husbands side, where he was limp and bleeding. I gently picked him up and cradled him against my body, whimpering at the sight of him.
"Please don't leave me. Please." I managed to mumbled out to the unconscious Luke. The driver of the other car was saying something frantically into his phone, his voice raising by the second. I heard sirens in the distance, and the driver was looking at me apologetically.
"Come on penguin. You can pull through this. You can pull through this. You have to." I said, continuing to press my jacket to the cut in his head to slow the bleeding down. The paramedics came and spoke to me in French.
"He's my husband." I said when they held me back from joining him in the ambulance. I showed them our matching rings and they finally let me in. They took him to get surgery as soon as we arrived and another nurse led me to the room he would be in when he got out of surgery.
5 hours later-
Luke was rolled into the room on a hospital bed, his head bandaged and his torso wrapped in bandages as well to support his broken ribs. I could feel the tears start to run down my face, but I blinked them back, looking at the doctor.
"Mrs. Hemmings, I'm happy to say that Mr. Hemmings will live, and that he isn't in a coma. He should wake up in a few hours. He might be in a lot of pain." The doctor said. I smiled slightly at him, and he nodded and left. I pulled my phone out and created a group text with all the boys and the moms.
Texts-
-Luke got hit by a car. He's alive and not in a coma. Broken ribs and cut on his head.
-IS HE ALRIGHT?
-is he awake?
-are you alright?
-I'm fine. Luke's fine and not awake yet.
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