The Story Of Another Us - L.H

CH.42

Jillienne's POV

My eyes opened in panic when I felt an arm around me but I smiled when I remembered it was just Luke. I turned around to look at him, he groaned and adjusted his arm around my waist as I stared at him.

I never once imagine that I'd get to wake up next to someone who gives me so much importance. It felt like my heart was about to explode with emotions I haven't felt before.

My hand went to trace his face, stopping on the tip of his nose.

Now that I've seen it up close I can finally say that he has the cutest nose.

My hand then went to his hair to comb up his fringe away from his face. He lazily opened his eyes and I immediately got lost in them.

"Good morning." He mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

My gaze landed on the black metal ring on his lip.

Why does he look so good with it? Damn.

I mentally slapped myself to snap out of it. I was too lazy to get out of bed so I just sat up and stared at him. He sat up next to me and yawned before falling to his side, his head landing on my lap.

"Morning, let's get up?" My hands played with his soft blond locks. We stayed quiet for a while since he was still out of it, he was looking cute and all but I really had to go use the bathroom.

"Hey Luke"
"Hmm?"
"I have to pee." I said and he let out a small laugh. He moved his head and I got up, grabbing my bag that was lying on the floor before I headed to the bathroom.
After I showered I changed into my clothes. I took a small bag out and went back to the bedroom where Luke was, too busy on his phone to notice my presence. I sat on the end of the bed and set up all the things I'll be needing to change my bandage.

He looked up from his phone, calling me and gesturing me to come to him. I crawled on the bed and sat in front of him, he took the medicine from my hand and started working on the bruise I had on my forehead. He applied some ointment on the small cut with a pained expression on his face.

"It doesn't even hurt." I said but his lips were pursed as he kept his focus. After he was done he covered it with a band aid.

"Done." He rubbed his hands together. "Okay, next." He took my hand and placed it on top of his lap facing upward. He started removing the bandage around my cut and he was so focused on what he was doing, I couldn't stop myself from admiring him. His lower lip caught in between his teeth and his eyebrows furrowed as he removed the plaster as gently as he could. Once my cut were fully exposed I felt his face change, his hand traced the old scar that was just below my new one. There were light scars from my old cuts that weren't that deep but the new one and the old cut that almost got me stood out.

He cleared his throat and gently applied the ointment on my cut before wrapping it up neatly.
"You should be a doctor." I told him and he chuckled.

"I didn't even make it out of High School what more in medical school." He laughed. His smile turned upside down as he stared at my hands.

"What are you doing?" I chuckled and tried to pull my hands away but he held it.

"Can you..." He paused, like he was hesitating if he should say what he was about to. "Let me make you happy..."

"But you do make me happy." I admitted. "Did you not know that?"

He shook his head. "I made you do this to yourself."

"What are you saying? I already told you, it wasn't your fault." I pulled my hands back and he looked at me with a pained expression.

"You did. But you were lying."

"No it wasn't." I retorted. "You're not the reason why I'm a wreck or why I became like this." I raised my voice but I wasn't angry at him, if ever I was angry at myself.

"Can you look me in the eyes and tell me that I wasn't the reason why you tried to kill yourself again? " He looked at me. "Look me in the eyes and tell me that you haven't been getting hate because of me."

I bit my lip.
It was true when I told him that he wasn't the reason why I did it. Even though I felt like shit that day because of the hate I was getting from the fans it still wasn't his fault and I will never blame him for it.

"It's not you, Luke." I told him. "Don't ever think that way because you didn't do anything wrong." I smiled at him, cupping his face to make him look at me. "You really do make me happy, Luke."

He nodded his head.
"I don't want to lose you."

I smiled at him. "You won't. I'm not leaving."

"I don't think I would ever leave someone who just flew across oceans for me." I stuck my tongue out jokingly to lighten up the mood and he chuckled.

"You should be thankful." He mumbled and I leaned forward to kiss the tip of his nose.

"Thank you for everything, Hem."

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