I remember the first time I met Luke. It was a couple months into our senior year, he was already in a long term relationship with his ex. Her name was Cami, oh my god she was gorgeous. Her fair skin, dark curly hair, and green eyes, plump pink lips. I felt lesser than her, with my tan skin and boring brown eyes. But, unlike her I was loyal. Rumor spread around the school that she had cheated on Luke with four other guys, while in their two year relationship.
He had done everything for her, he'd given up his music, his friends, and even his brothers and parents just to spend more time with her. But of course, he wouldn't let anyone know it. He made sure they looked good, no matter how it ruined him. They were the couple, they were your goals. Constantly showing each other affection. Doing big public proposals, like prom or hoco.
You had an otp? They were it.
So when the word got out of Cami's affairs, Luke went on a rampage.
Luke Found her in the hallways, coincidentally in front of my locker, I had a front row view. As soon as he had eyes on her, and made himself apparent, you could see it in his eyes -
Pure anger and betrayal with a tint on sadness, I've never seen his bright ocean blue eyes look so dull.
You did not want to be in his way. As soon as Cami saw him she knew she was fucked, she had looked like a ghost in the spotlight. He stomped down the hallway, where everyone had backed up against their lockers. His jaw tight, and his fists were clenched, his knuckles white. I was expecting a full blown yelling fest, everyone was, but instead he simply stood directly in front of her, tilted his head down and barely whispered
"We're through." his voice full of hurt, broken.
Once he had turned around and kept walking until he was out the school doors, Cami fell to her knees and broke down. She knew she had lost the greatest thing in her life.
Me being who I am, I followed Luke because I notice no one did out of fear. I ran out of the building, and kept running till I spotted him on the swings of the playground of the middle school across the street sobbing. His head was down so I slowly made my way towards him, me bing who I am stepped on a twig and made him snap his head up, eyes bloodshot and wide with confusion. I have never talked to this man in my life, or even know if he knew me.
"Hi, erm I'm Eva and we have calculous together, I'm so sorry if this is overstepping but I wanted to see if you were okay? Never mind this was dumb I'm sorry. I'll just go," I rambled and quickly turned on my heel and began walking the other way "-Eva wait, this is gonna sound dumb but. Can you just, hold me?" So I did was he asked, and I crawled into his lap, and held him and let him cry for hours. Neither mine or his grip lessened on each other , he just needed someone to be there.

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