A Worn out Love (Punk Luke Hemmings)

Chapter 4

Alex's Pov.

I shake Brooke awake and before she can say anything I shove my phone in her face. I show her the texts from Luke.

"Oh wow, that's something new. Well lets get you ready for that date."

I give her a nod. She goes over to my closet to pick my outfit out but not before telling me not to move. I sit there and wait. She comes out of my closet with ripped jeans and a crop top Nirvana shirt. She tells me to go get dressed while she sets up my makeup and plugs in my eye liner. I run into my bathroom and change my clothes. I come out and I am being shoved down into a chair, she quickly goes over my hair with my flat iron before touching up my makeup. I look in the mirror and I actually look decent. I hear a knock at my door and I look at the time and it is 8. Brooke smirks at me before she pushes me down the stairs, I quickly walk over to the door and open the door. I am greeted by a very good looking Luke, he has black skinny jeans on and a Green Day shirt on. He looks up at me and smiles,

"You look very pretty Alex, you ready to go?"

"Thank you! And ya I am just let  me grab my shoes."

He just nods at me, I run over and grab my converse and put them on quickly. I reach the door again and Luke begins to lead me to his car. He runs over to the passenger side and opens the door for me like a gentlemen. I give him a quiet thank you and he just smiles back at me. I jump into the car and buckle up by the time I am done so is Luke and he starts up the car. I realize that I hadn't told my mom that I wouldn't be home so I send her a quick text telling her, I know she wouldn't care. I look up to see Luke staring at me,

"You know it's rude to stare!"

'Well sorry, it is hard not to stare. Who areyou texting?"

"My mom, I had to tell her I wouldn't be home tonight."

"Oh okay cool'

'So where are we going?"

"A little diner, I think you will like it."

I smile back at him, seeing Luke being all nice is weird. I know I have only known him for a day but I can tell he would never be this nice. I don't know what it is but I like it a lot. We sit in silence for a bit and it is actually comfortable, Luke reaches over and intertwines our hands together. It feels like electricity is shooting up my arms when he touched me. I couldn't help but smile at this little action, I look over and I see him smiling also. We aren't in the car much longer before we pull up to a cute looking diner. Luke lets go of my hand and I can't help but want to grab it again. I open the door and begin to follow Luke into the restaurant. I feel a little sad that he hadn't grabbed my hand but he doesn't seem like a guy for PDA. We go inside the diner and it is an adorable little place, we walk up to a lady and Luke says,

"Hemmings for 2."

The girl just nods and takes leads us to a little booth in the back. She gives us our menus and leaves,

"So what do you think of the place?"

"I like it a lot it is really cute!"

"Well good I'm glad you like it."

He smiles at me and we both look down at our menus, we both decide on what we want and order. We begin to talk and I can tell I like this side of Luke,

"So Mr.Punk why don't you tell me why you are being all nice."

"Well why wouldn't I be? I screwed up my first impression so why not make this one better besides I want to go on more of these so I have to be nice."

"Well okay then."

"It's not that I don't want to be nice but its hard. I shouldn't even be telling you this. Fuck."

"Luke calm down."

"No, don't tell me what to do. Just shut up and leave me alone god."

'Well it is nice to know that you are a bipolar jerk."

'Ugg fuck, I am sorry. Please just don't leave."

'I wasn't going to Luke.."

As I say that the waitress comes with our food. Neither of us say anything while we eat. Basically the rest of the night we are quiet. Luke pays for the bill even with me putting up a fight even though there was no chance I would of won. Other then that little argument we haven't said anything. I don't know why he is such a jerk, l don't understand why I am also drawn to him. We are both just sitting in his car, not saying anything. Luke just comes to a halt and pulls over,

"Fuck Alex, talk to me."

'There is nothing to say. I can't talk without you being an jerk."

'I'm sorry okay? This the first time I have done something like this. I am trying. I am a fucked up person, I am not a normal guy who is gonna love you."

"Well sorry for trying Luke, how about you take me home and we can forget this."

'NO! I don't want to. I actually like you, so please just shut the hell up and give me a fucking chance. I am sorry, please just give me a chance I will try."

The way he looks at me with pleading eyes makes me want to melt. Every part of me is screaming give him a chance. I don't know what it is about him but I am drawn to him. Before I can over think of my answer my body is answering  for me. As the words come out of my mouth a huge smile comes across Luke's face. He begins driving again and this time with our hands in each others. We reach my house really quick. Luke jumps out of the car and opens the door for me. He grabs my hand again and walks me to my door. As we reach the door, Luke lets go of my hand and wraps him long tattooed arms around my waist. He looks down at me and smiles,

"Thanks for putting up with my outburst and thanks for giving me a chance."

I smile up to him and give him a nod. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him in or a hug. I unwrap my arms from his neck and look up at him one more time and before anything else happens Luke's lips press a light kiss to my cheek and makes his way back to the car.