We walk, strolling, to his house, slowly. I am enjoying every moment of this. His hand is clasping mine, like a hand cuddle. I am just smiling and so is he.
“This really has been amazing, you know?” Luke says. His Australian accent is extremely strong and I have noticed this happens when he is saying something emotional or sweet.
My cheeks start to blush. I just start to notice the cold. I start to get a shiver down my spine. Luke senses me freezing, and stops.
“Here” He hands me his jacket and smiles again. He only has his Nirvana Tee Shirt now.
“No, really, it was just a shiver. You’ll be freezing”
“Its fine, I’m okay”
“You sure?”
Luke starts shaking his head, and just smirks. “Yep, I’m sure.”
We continue strolling after exchanging smiles. We have a silence for a while, but I do not mind it at all.
His house is about 10 minutes away from mine, meaning we are walking for a while longer. Especially since we are walking slower than when I have maths.
He is basically pulling me along; I am actually quite tired; 3 hours sleep and a mile run to Starbucks are like Chalk and Cheese.
While we are walking along, I think about Luke and I. Our OTP name could be Chake or Larley. I like Larley. A lot. We should have a cute selfies spree: Him pulling faces while I look really embarrassed.
This is only us dating for one day.
Wait.
Dating?
Are we? I don’t know? Maybe? I should ask him but I am way too shy. If we are, which I hope, my dream will have come true. We have a Christmas romance. Hopefully. I really hope we are dating. A lot. I really hope we are dating a lot.
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That Boy With The Beanie
FanfictionYeah, there is this guy, at my school and his eyes sparkle like a star from outer space, his Australian accent melts my heart, his casual beanies and his larger than life quiff make me love him even more, and his name is Luke Hemmings...
