DM'ed||Luke Hemmings

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

It's been a good six months since Harry and I's date. We've been really happy even though it was hard when he had to go back to England, but with tons of late night Skype calls and texting, we've managed so far. Luke and the boys went home last month, so I've just been alone the last couple of weeks. Well, not completely alone. Apparently, Chloe chose to move schools so we're in the same grade. We had four classes together and it was seriously the only thing that kept me sane throughout the rest of the year. Now it's May and actually the day of graduation. I can't wait to get out of here. The last month of finals were close to killing me, and I'm just glad that it's over. Chloe has helped me a lot with the finals. Every time I just thought about them, I would get a panic attack, and to only study and think about finals for almost two months, I've had a lot of attacks. So she told me to try to meditate or do Yoga. I tried meditating but I wasn't able to keep focus for that long without bursting into laughter. And then I tried Yoga. I've been doing it for a month now and it has helped me a whole lot.

But now, here I am. Standing in front of my mirror smoothing out my white, knee length summer dress and my long, blue gown. I can't believe this day finally has come. It's so unreal. My long brown hair is in loose curls, resting down my back and my chest. My makeup is simple. A small winged eyeliner, waterproof mascara (Of course), nude eyeshadow and last but not least to give a little edge to the look, dark burgundy lips. Why not?

"Knock knock." I turn to the door and see Caleb leaning on the door frame. I shoot him a small smile. "How you holding up graduation girl?"

"I'm okay, a bit nervous though. I mean, what if I fall while accepting my diploma? I would embarrass myself!" I say and start rubbing my hands. Caleb let's out a small laugh and walks towards me, enfold me in a his arms, rubbing my back to calm my nerves.

"You'll do just fine. It's not like you're getting married and you'll probably never see at least half of them ever again." He's right. I know he is, I just wish that my brain would too.

"You're right." I sigh and push myself out of his warm embrace. "By the way, did you invite Nate to the dinner like I told you to?" That's right. Nate. The same Nate that Caleb came crying home because of. The same Nate that he kissed. Caleb finally came to his senses about two months ago and admitted to me and himself that he's bisexual. He broke down crying after he told me, so ashamed of it. I just hugged him and told him that I was proud of him. And I still am. Only a week later when our parents and Isabelle finally came home, we all sat down and Caleb told them. They were both shocked at first but they finally stood up and hugged him and told him that they loved him, all of us, no matter our sexuality. Since then they've been home a lot more, giving us more attention than before. It almost feels like we have "Normal" parents, even though that would never happen, but almost.

"Yes Sky, I promised you and I keep my promises." He pushes my arm playfully.

"So?" I look at him.

"So what?"

"What did he say?"

"He said yes, okay? I'll probably embarrass myself just as much as you will when you fall on the stage." He smirks at me.

"Hey!" I punch his arm and he rubs it.

"For a girl, you can punch really hard, you know?"

"Don't underestimate my strength dickhead." I tell him.

"Skylar, Caleb are you ready to go? We'll be late if we don't leave soon!" Mom yells from downstairs.

"We'll be there in a second Mom!" I yell back. I grab my white T-strap heels in one hand and my small, navy blue clutch in the other, pushing Caleb out of my room and close the door before heading downstairs.