Purple Skies L. H (au)

Chapter 6

Hi! This is the new chapter! Hope you enjoy it! Is this long enough?

Read AN at the end. IMPORTANT.

Xx, Cami

Damian’s POV

I have been three days here and I absolutely love it. Except the part where Lucas hates me but. What ever. I hope we don’t go back to Ireland. Don’t get me wrong, I love my country but I know if we move back, we will have to move again. Maybe to China or something like that.

Suddenly, I feel my cell vibrate. What the hell? It’s like 2:30 in the morning. Who the hell is calling? As I turned my cellphone to answer, my thoughts were cleared.

Lucas. What does this guy want?

“Hello Damian”

“Sup man?”

“hey, dude, I need to ask you something… its complicated”

“Sure, spit it out”

“Don’t mess with Brook” What? He has the nerve to call me at 2:32 in the morning to tell me that I can’t mess with Brook? And I am not messing with Brook. Yeah man the girl is absolutely stunning and she lights up the room.

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t you even dare to make yourself the stupid guy in here. Dumb Irishman. You know exactly what I’m talking about” Lucas said in a very aggressive tone.

Did he just call me dumb Irishman?

“Look, Brook is just showing me around school. Ok. And don’t you even call me dumb. And what if I mess with her? What are you going to do? Man, Luke, she is not even yours” with that I hung up.

Brook’s POV

Damian has been in my mind since that question. Why would he be interested in my relationship status? It does not fit in my head that he might have probably asked me out or something similar. Now I will never know.

Yeah he is cute and charming. He has beautiful aquamarine eyes, perfectly molded lips. He looks like a Greek God or something. Maybe they sculpted him. I don’t know.  Lets not forget the fact that he is Irish. But I do love Lucas and I will make sure that he remembers something. Anything.

This doesn’t make sense. I still can’t keep Damian of my mind! It is like as if he was hunting me. That is how I fell asleep. For the first time in years I did not get nightmares about the crash or Lucas’ almost dead in the hospital bed. Instead some really cool aquamarine eyes replaced them. Aquamarine eyes and a thick Irish accent.

Next morning I woke up and looked at myself. I was actually smiling. At 7:00 am, that was something unusual in me.  When I walked to the kitchen, my parents were making breakfast. I just love them so much. They are amazing parents. They support everything I do and they are always there to help me up when I fall down. Yeah, they are like every other parent, when they get pissed help us all. Normally they don’t get pissed and right now I know they are as happy as me.

“What’s up?” My dad asked. He is in a very good mood.

“Nothing much! Just woke up happy!”

“Well I think it is something in the air” My mom joyfully joined us in conversation.

“Dad, why are you so happy?” I inquired

“Alright, alright, I got an upgrading at the publishing house” He said with a very proud smile

“Oh love that is so amazing! I am so proud!” She said kissing him in the cheek