We stroll, hand in hand, leaving the cinema. The sun is shining quite bright for December. The cinema is 5 minutes away from the shopping centre, so it’s not really that far.
“Where you wanna go?” Luke says, looking up at me, a curious look on his face.
“Um, wherever” I say back in response “Where do you wanna go?”
“We could grab a bite to eat, I’m starving” Luke says, in a slightly whiney voice, aw.
“Yeah cool, we off for a McDonalds?” It’s where I usually eat when I come here, when I actually leave the house.
“Nope” Luke says. I look back at him, confused “I’m splashing out, we are eating fancy” Luke says in a failure of a British accent, oh bless.
“Oh, Luke…” I say “You don’t have to, really…” I trail off.
“Oh sh you” Luke says, putting his arm around me “Of course, I’m gonna try to impress you”
“Luke… You bought the tickets, my ticket” I say back, in a slightly whiney voice
“No!” Luke shouts, smirking “I’m no idiot” He says “If I didn’t like you…” He trails off “I would say ‘Ew, go away’” He says, jokingly.
He smiles, arm still around me. I feel so safe in his company, like he is my bodyguard. The Whitney Houston song comes on in my head.
And I-EEE-I will always love you-ooooOOOOOO!
Luke stops.
“What’s up?” I turn to him, a questioning look.
“Here’s the place!” Luke says, excitedly, with such a happy face.
We are outside of this really fancy restraint. I’ve been here once, when my Mum worked for a bank and one of her colleagues (who is really posh and rich) took us here for her 45th birthday party. By us I mean the whole department and their kids. I hated it.
The windows and door are see-through and I see waiters serving really posh people with what looks like really posh food.
“Luke…” I say, feeling guilty “This place serves food that costs more than my house; I couldn’t possibly make you pay for this” I say, looking up at him. He really is tall.
“No, no, no” He says, mocking a failure of a French accent now “I insist!” He looks so damn excited.
“Okay…” I finally give in, still feeling guilty.
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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...
