We walk for a while, but Luke says nothing, and so do I. He occasionally nods and fakes a smile at me, but I can tell he is hurt. After about 10 minutes of more walking, I realise we are going ice-skating. I am excited, but so damn tired. To be honest, Luke looks more unhappy than when we began walking.
“Here we are!” He says, faking a grin, and pretending to be excited. Luke has bad posture, and is almost crying.
“Look, Luke” I say “There’s obviously something up” I say, without looking up from the floor. It isn’t raining anymore.
“Nothing’s wrong” He says, with his voice cracked “I-I just” He stammers, then sighs.
“What Luke?” I say, stubbornly. I cross my arms and look into his eyes. He has red marks around them.
“Does it really matter, Babe, can’t we j-just go skating?” He asks, but I’m not giving in. I matter, Babe, can’t we j-just go skating?” He asks, but I am not giving in. I just shake my head and Luke sighs, than looks down, at his feet.
“Promise you won’t get mad?” He asks.
“I am not making any promises, Luke” I respond and he repeats his sigh.
“Well, you might have been able to tell that me and Tilly-No Tammy-were being slightly, um, awkward with-with each other? Well…” He bites his lip and sighs yet again.
“What?” I say, being impatient. I need to know “Well, what?”
“Well, there was a reason for that…” He says, and just as he says that it starts raining, I jinxed it. Luke puts a hand to his hair and messes with his quiff. He’s nervous. “We-well, remember when I said that I knew you liked me, and I liked-no like- you? Well, that’s not entirely true… Tammy, kind of made me ask you out…” He looks away then mumbles “shit…” to himself.
“What?!” I say, I am shocked.
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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...
