lukey

Chapter 5

Today is the day that Luke is going out with the girl he met at the club. Despite our little intimate moment, he still didn't want to run into the sunset and live happily after with me.

Of which I'm obviously, perfectly, okay with. (Not.)

It hurt, looking at him hurt. I sound like an old corny movie, but its true. Seeing them all making a fuss over the date was traumatising. In an hour he was ready, in an outfit that made him look incredibly hot, and my heart couldn't take it.

I watch him say goodbye, jump in his expensive flash car and drive away from us. He was gone; and I have no control over it.

Luke POV
Waiting patiently at the door that lead to the restaurant, I decide to take my phone out my pocket and went on temple run 2- which is my go to app to calm me down. I don't know why I was getting so worked up over this date; I didn't want to see the girl again. Yet here I am, waiting outside an expensive restaurant (presuming I'm going to pay for all of the dinner) and I'm nervous as hell.

Thinking about it, it's probably because I haven't been on a date since Arzaylea so it's normal to feel this way...I hope.

Finally, I see her walking towards the stairs, which I am on. As much I hate to admit, she looks stunning. Not as stunning as Jess would look in that dress. Oh, Jessie would suit that dress really well, and the things I would want to do to her in that-

"Hi Luke." I awake from my little daydream to see the girl genuinely beaming at him. Okay; that is really cute.

"Hey Nicole," I reply, thanking myself that I remembered her name. That would make the date awkard.

"Shall we go in?" I ask, holding out my arm. She smiles at me and carefully twines our arms together.

"Definately."

When we walk into the restaurant I wasn't very surprised. Being in a famous band meant that you had to get used to the exensive side of the spectrum. Like restaurants, or hotels, or even transport. However, Nicole didn't seem to be as neutral as I was about the restaurant. She looks up at the mosaic ceiling above and gawks at it in admiration.

"Wow," Nicole breathes, taking in her surroundings. "This is so different to my usual harvester!" I laugh at that; she seems like she has a good sence of humour- which is a great personality trait to have.

"Come on, let's get a waiter or something." We walk up to the reservation counter, and the waitress smiles fondly at us. Why are people being so nice today? It's making it hard to not feel happy and excited.

"Hello Sir and Madam, name please?"

"Luke Hemmings," I say, with Nicole still wrapped around my arm. She writes it down in the computer.

"Right, come with me." Now carrying our two menus, she walks over to a table for two in a little alcove. She places the menus on the table, and Nicole and I both sit down.

"Can I order you any drinks first?"
I look at Nicole, so that she could go first.
"I will have a still water please," she answers, smoothing down her skirt. The waitress nods, writes it down and turns to me.

"Um, I think I'll just have a coke." As much as I drunk the other day, I'm not actually a big fan of drinking. To be honest I only started to get into it with Arzaylea when I was about 19. That didn't work out too well...

"Okay, I'll get those for you now. In the meantime, someone will come and take your order for dinner, but you will have enough time to look." The waitress leaves. Almost in-sync, we both open our menus. I look at all the food on offer, and as you can imagine it was 'rich persons food.'