Blue//LRH

15) I want to breathe you in like you're vapor

                 All I can think of is from this day forward. If I take the gift, I have to leave everything. If I don't, Luke will be offended. I decide leaving everything I have here is a good idea considering all I have here is mixed emotions of everything. I take it.

"You are actually the best!" I hug Luke with all I can trying to show in actions how thankful I actually am. "Who the hell will I give this extra ticket to?"

Not that it would be hard to find someone who wants to spend about month in Paris. I was also kinda pulling his leg. I know since he bought the two tickets it's only fair that I chose him. He must really want to be with me if this is the extent he went to, buying only 2 tickets. Very subtle Luke. I'm just waiting for the next time he asks 'the question' because when the opportunity comes up again I'm not passing. Passing up the best thing in my life right now is just not what I can afford to do. I am more then ready.

"Oh uh, I'm sorry should I have been more clear?" He says clearly not trying to ruin my very cheery mood.

"Luke, I'm kidding. I want you too come with me anyway."

"Oh ok. But I still should be more clear. You can't go to the city of love with me not being your........Lover." He finishes way to confident and easy for my liking. I was never one to find confidence attractive which is why I think he does it. He likes pissing me off if you couldn't already tell. But he always goes to the ends of the earth to make me more happy the he did the day before.

"Very subtle Lucas" I say out loud repeating my thoughts from earlier.

"Pwease" he does with the pout. Ya know, Calum's classic pout? Luke always try's to top Calum's and let me tell you. He's almost there.

"I do"

"You do?"

"I do"

"Like you actually do do?"

"Yes I do do you do-do"

"Oh my god" he drops to his knees and hugs onto my torso.

"I've wanted to hear this for like 3 years"

I just laugh playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. My arms feel relaxed. Everytime I play with his hair my arms are outstretched like a metre because he is 1.5 feet taller than me, but now he's actually below my own head.

"Luke" I start by ruining the perfect silence when realization of reality hits me.

"Mhmmmm"

"We are two minors in 11th grade. How the hell are we gonna be aloud to go to Paris?"

"Parents Jessy"

"I thought we wanted to go alone?"

"Ha, I never said that but is Jessy getting jealous that you have to share me with my mommy?" He said shooting the pout again.

"NO! I just thought that's what you implied." I defend.

"Just go pack."

"Wait! Where's my sister?"

"Izzy?"

"Jackie."