Punk Charisma

Chapter 5

"Babe, I'm sorry. I know I came off wrong, but I just wanted to keep you safe from all this hate. Please, I need you," Luke holds my hands in his.

"It's not like we're going to be together, if I apologize I'm just going to back in that situation where we're friends, but act like more," I mumble.

He lets go of my left hand to lift my chin up to match his gaze, "why else would I be standing here, begging you for your forgiveness. If you didn't mean anything to me, I wouldn't have bothered to say anything. Lina...you're all I want..."

"What about Arzaylea?" I raise my eyebrows, "I don't think this is a great idea."

"I broke up with her last night. I was talking to her the way I talk to you, but it's not the same. I knew it wasn't right, I knew it has to be you," he cups my cheek.

A small smile tugs at my lips, I let my head lay against his hand lightly. He bites his lip before smashing his lips to mine with desperate needs. We've both waited for this moment and now that we've got it, the hunger only increases.

"I love you," he breaths against my lips.

"I-" my mind blanks for a moment.

The scenery goes black and I'm no longer concuss of where I am. My mind races with worry and I feel my heart race.

"LINA!!" I hear someone screaming.

"LINA!!" The voice becomes louder.

My eyes alertly open, Sophie shaking me, getting ready to smack me. I put my hands out to show I'm awake. She sighs, sitting back on the edge of my bed. I sit up, sweat dripping down my face. My heart still beats fast and I try to calm it down by placing my hand on top of my chest.

"Are you okay?" She asks.

"Sort of," I exhale.

"You were screaming Luke in your sleep and crying," she replies.

I frown, "I was?"

"Yea, it took me 10 minutes to wake you up," she shakes her head.

"I guess it was a nightmare," I pull my knees up to my chest, hugging them.

"Do you remember what you were dreaming about?" She asks.

I stay quite for a moment, "no."

She looks at me bewildered, "there's no way."

"I'm telling the truth, I don't remember," I lie.

She nods, "it's fine if you don't want to tell me. I understand, I just don't want to see you like that. It was scary as shit."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," I bite the insides of my cheek.

"I know you didn't, it's not your fault," she laughs, "but I hope whatever it was, it will go away so you and I can sleep soundly."

"Trust me, me too," I chuckle, plopping my head back into my pillow.

Within 5 minutes, Sophie is back to sleep; she tends to hum very slightly when she enters her first rem of sleep. I find it humorous, but I've never really acknowledged it to her. She would get worried and think it's horribly bothering, but it's something so quite that you would have to stay still for a long to time to notice. It also tends to help me sleep, so I know I'm not alone in this apartment by myself.

My apartment in the city, is quiet since the windows are soundproof. It doesn't allow one ounce of sounds from the outside to enter through. It makes me paranoid since the place is so dead and one little creek and I'm up on my feet with a belt ready in my hands. I've decided with my parents to compromise on getting a dog. The dog will be aware of everything and make me feel safe if it learns to attack and protect if a thief comes in.

The only dog that is big enough to stay in my 3 bedroom apartment is a mini poodle, but I want a Husky; although, they're very large and it wouldn't work in the city nor in an apartment. A Canadian Eskimo dog is what I've leveled off to. They're similar to huskies, but a smaller version...the joy had felt when I found this dog, was something else..Hopefully in 5 days I'll have my Canadian Eskimo from the breeder.

With all my luck my cousin Sophie, decided to move out here with me. She hasn't officially moved in, but she decided when she came here and I would 100% love to have her live with me. I've lived in this apartment for half a year and I still haven't done much with it. So having the both of us, it'll fill the empty space and feeling of loneliness..

I stay awake, laying down and staring out the window at the city lights through my large floor to ceiling windows. I at least calm down a bit from getting distracted by the little cars zooming down the streets of Seattle. But my mind still finds its way to trail back to Luke; I wish I could just easily block him out like you can do on Instagram. Yet I haven't even done that either, I would never be able to...

But I do wonder what he's up to right now, is he sleeping or is he having trouble sleeping as well? Am I on his mind, or is he talking to his girlfriend, telling her that he loves her. Is he replaying what had happened tonight or does he just think of me as another fan with crazy dreams? All of these possibilities and I only lean toward the area where he doesn't really care about me. He's probably talking to his girlfriend and just thinks of me as a crazed fan.

Well I'll admit to myself that I can't take my damn mind off of him and I know clearly that I've fallen in love with Luke. Luke Hemmings the boy who tours the world with his 3 best mates and makes money off of that, has the life of a millionaire and sees millions of girls. All those girls going as crazy as me over him. So why would I have any impact on him? It would be silly to even think of. Not possible and not happening, but damn does it hurt to love someone who doesn't love you back...

Before it hurt because he didn't know me, but now that he knows who I am...it just hurts a hell of a lot more...