Will There Be Happiness In The End?

Chapter 4

   Luke and I just walked out of the hospital. All the doctor gave me was a huge ass container of scar cream. He said if this doesn't help my face after 3 months, I could go back and get scar removal surgery. He also asked what happened and I told him that I was doing my hair and I I accidentally pressed my flat iron against my face. I don't think that he believed it but he went with it.

     I snapped out of my thoughts when I felt someone grab my hand. I looked over and it was Luke. He caught me looking at him. 

   "What? Do you not like me holding your hand?" To be honest I kinda liked it. 

   "Um...it's fine...y-you just caught me by surprise, that's all." Shit I stuttered. 

   "Okay" he squeezed my hand a little bit. 

I looked up at him and stared at him with confusion. I have been never treated this nicely. Ever since my parents died in a tragic car accident because they were drunk, I have never felt loved. They died when I was only 9. When they passed away I was left to live with my aunt, who was also a drunk, and she would never pay attention to me. And especially after meeting David and his fucked up personality, I never thought that a man would ever touch me or even pay this much attention to me anyway. 

   I was washed out of my thoughts when I felt Luke put his hand on my boob and I heard a car braking. 

   "What the fuck is this about?" I practically screamed while I pointed to his hand on my breast. 

   "Did you not see that we almost got ran over by a car?!" He asked, in a panicked way. 

   "Oh...um, no...sorry". He was still holding on to my tit. 

   "Um, hello?" I said still pointing to the situation.

   "Oh yeah, um sorry." He said awkwardly as he placed his hand down to his side. His shyness was kinda cute. 

   We then walked up to his Mercedes and he opened my door for me and I climbed in. He then walked around to his side of the car and entered.

   "Alright, babe, shall we hit the mall?" he asked. 

How am I going to tell him that I've never been in a mall before.

    "I've never, really..ever, been to a...mall" I said stuttering. 

   He just kinda looked at me in a strange way.

    "W-what do you mean?" 

   I MEAN THAT IVE NEVER BEEN TO A FUCKING MALL BEFORE! I was going to yell that until I felt his hand squeeze mine, which made my heart melt. 

   "Um, I don't know I've just never went to one before." He still was looking at me with a smile on his face, but then he quickly changed. 

   "Alright then, I'm going to take you to a mall, and get you whatever you would like" 

   He said, with that cute ass fucking smile. After about ten minutes of getting lost in each other's eyes, someone honked really loudly behind us. Luke suddenly realized that the red light had turned green and the asshole who almost ran us over was gone. After a car ride of silence, we finally made it to the mall. I unbuckled my seatbelt but then hesitated to get out. 

   Luke was watching me then asked "What's wrong baby?" 

   "Do I look okay enough to go shopping?" I asked lifting a piece of my hair that I had left. He looked at me and then thought for a bit.

   "Here but this on" he says placing a bucket hat on my head.

    "Um thanks". As we head to the mall I started to have second thoughts about this guy. 

   Maybe he will show me what love really is.