Falling Slowly | Luke Hemmings

seven

I looked up from my phone, and I was met by a pair of blue eyes that I once fell in love with. 

Luke. 

I stood there in complete shock, not moving, and not knowing how to react. It couldn't be him. He went back to Australia after we got into a fight when summer ended. That fight that sent him back early to Australia. That fight that caused us to break up, and not see each other until now. I never thought I would see his face here, in Cape Cod again. What was he doing back? Why was he back? I had so many questions that I needed to figure answers to.

 My hands grew shaky, and I almost dropped my phone in shock. I didn't know how long I was in this trance for, but I hope not for long. I look back up at him, he seems to be doing the same thing. He was starring at me with his beautiful blue eyes, with an emotionless expression. He is probably flashing through memories that we had shared together, just like I was. He was probably in shock too, I mean why wouldn't he be? We were in love. 

I looked back up at Tanner, and he seemed to be totally confused on why everyone had gone silent. Luke then broke his gaze with me, and started to ring up the clothing items.

"Uhm, I need to go." I say, quietly hoping that Luke wouldn't here me.

"Why? What's wrong?" He asks, wrapping his arm back around me.

I push his arms back, and start to walk away. "I'm sorry, I just need to go." I didn't even bother to look at either Luke or Tanner, I just wanted to get out of here as soon as I could.

I felt Luke's eyes on the back of my head as I basically sprinted out of the store. Once I was outside of the store, my head was spinning and I had no idea what I was going to do about all of this. 

I haven't seen him in almost two years, and the last time I saw him, things weren't going so well. I forced myself not to think about the summer we spent together, and how real it was between the two of us. I had pictured us staying together for a long time, and I know we would still be together now if it was for what I had said to him. I finally walked up to my car without looking back to see if Tanner came after me or not.

 I get  into the front seat on my car and put my face into my palms. For some reason I wanted to start crying, but why would I? I honestly had no reason too. Maybe it was all the perfect moments we had shared together running through my mind and catching up to me. All the memories were catching up to me, but I knew I couldn't start crying. I decided just to start driving home, and hopefuly try to forget everything. 

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I finally pull up to my house and park on the same curb that I always have ever parked on. I sit there for a second after turning the car off, and just think about Luke and what had happened today. I don't know what the hell he is doing here, but I'm going to find a way to see him again even though I know it wouldn't be a good idea. He would just remind me how much I fucked up our relationship, and I would end up being guilty as hell.  Does he even go to my school? Where does he live? I have so many questions that I am dying to know. 

"Wait, shit." I said aloud, with all the memories floating around through my head, I remembered the most memorable moment in our relationship in my opinion. The moment we met. I remember it perfectly.  I was at a restaurant with my best friend, and I don't clearly remember what I was doing, but I was walking around the restaurant as some random drunk ass guy comes up to me and starts hitting on me. I tried to back away from him, but he wouldn't leave me alone whatsoever. All of a sudden, this other random guy, obviously Luke, comes up to me and swung his arm around me. I gave him a look saying, 'who the hell are you?', but then he came and whispered in my ear, "Just go with it." and so I did. It all so happened that Luke was pretending to be with me to get this guy away from me, and it worked perfectly. I know it sounds cheesy, but thats exactly what happened, and it was beyond a perfect way to meet the guy I soon shortly fell in love with. After that moment we started talking more and more and would basically be together everyday, and that was when I remembered that the first time I went over to his house, it was right down the street from mine.

Ever since then, I haven't bothered to even drive by his house, and if I ever had to I wouldn't even pay attention to it. It would make me feel worse and worse to be reminded of what how I treated him. I would think he wouldn't live there anymore because ever since he left, I hadn't seen his mom at all. I understood why he left for Australia when we broke up, it was because he didn't like his mom at all. He only stayed here because of me, but of coarse I screwed it all up and still feel guilty to this day. It took me so long to get over him, and now that he is here, I don't know what is going to happen.

Anger bubbled inside me as I got out of my car, and walked straight into my house with so much going on through my head.