Vanessa looked out her window one evening and saw the hottest guy she's ever seen, Luke Hemmings. What will her boyfriend Cristian think? What'll happen when Luke comes into the picture?
Break-up's Make-up's and just no going back.
I woke up feeling a empty bed, I turned to face where Luke usually slept and sighed. I closed my eyes again turning to face the ceiling. I slowly sat up and yawned, bringing my hands to my face, rubbing my eyes with my palms. I took off my blankets and jumped out of bed. I slowly walked up to my desk picking up a photo of Luke and I. It was our first date when he took me ice-skating. It was a a selfie of him laughing while I was clinging on to his arm trying to regain my balance looking petrified. I laughed at the memory placing the picture back down on the desk neatly.
I looked to the left of it and picked up another one. It was a picture of Shelby and Luke. Luke thought it would be a great idea to give her a piggy back ride . Which ended up with Luke getting humped. When I told him his eyes went wide and he scrunched up his nose and crinkles spread throughout his mouth, and I quickly snapped the photo. I placed it back down while a smile crept onto my face. I was about to pick up the last photo but I heard my door creak open. I turned my head and saw George smiling. He walked up to me and pulled me into a tight hug, I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck hugging him tightly.
"I've missed you so much Nessa." George said after pulling away. He walked over to my bed and sat down inhaling deeply.
"I've missed you too, big brother." I smiled, as I walked over to my bed plopping down next to him. I looked at him and he opened his mouth but quickly shut it afterwards.
"What where you going to say?" I asked curiously, placing my hand on his arm.
"I'm sorry for not telling you about dad, honestly I found out by accident when mum and grandma where on the phone I heard her talking, and mum mentioned him. I asked her about it when she got off the phone, she begged me not to tell you, she wanted to tell you when you turned eighteen, she didn't want you to go and try to find him." He croaked out, sadness and regret filling his eyes.
"It's okay George, don't worry about it." I said pulling him into a tight hug.
"Now get out of my room ugly, I need to get ready." I giggled, pulling away from the hug.
"You're uglier!" George yelled, running out of my room closing the door behind him. I laughed at his childishness and began to do my bed. I sighed remembering I that I need to change the covers and blankets again. I threw all the blankets on the ground and took off all the pillow cases. I grabbed everything and carefully walked downstairs and into the laundry room. I put everything to wash then headed upstairs. I walked up to the little closet next to my room and took out clean pillow cases, covers and blankets. I put the pillows into their cases, the cover on the mattress and then quickly put the blankets on.
I walked to the closet and took out a white and blue romper along with a pair of white lace keds and my undergarments.
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