Forgetting You. [Luke Hemmings]

Chapter 39

Brooke's POV (a few weeks later)

I dose off a little. I felt like minutes. Oh wait it was. Luke had come into my room and sat down, kissing my forehead to wake me. "Luke, I just went to sleep." I whine, still not opening my eyes.

"I know, babe, but I want to talk to you." He tries moving me up from my spot. "Brooooke..." He whines.

I sigh and sit up, "Yes, Luke?" I look at him. He smiles, showing his front teeth.

"I got you something." He pulls out a little, black box. I shake my head. "No, Luke. I'm not taking that from you." I cross my arms, and shake my head.

He laughs. "You'll love it. I promise."

I pull the covers over my head and mumble, "No. It's not even my birthday."

"So?" He asks, poking my sides. That causes me to laugh and my grip loosens. He pulls the cover of me and holds onto them. "Please open it?" He gestures

I huff and take the box. I carefully open it and swallow a little. Inside, lay a silver ring. "Luke..." I stare at him, hardly breathing.

He squints, obviously confused. His face then eases and he chuckles, "Oh no, Brooke I'm not proposing." My cheeks flush.

"Oh. Phew." I sigh, picking up the the ring. I examine it, L. H. I smile, "Luke Hemmings?" He grins and nods. I turn the ring around. The front was shaped into a little heart, and it had a couple small diamonds.

"Luke, I can't take this. It looks really exp-"

"Shuttup, Brooklyn." He smirks and slips the ring on my finger. "It's um, a, well, promise ring."

I raise an eyebrow. "Promise ring?"

He begins blushing. "I want you to be my girlfriend Brooke." Luke bites his lip waiting for my response.

"So by accepting this ring, I'm promising to be your girlfriend?" I question, staring at the blue eyed boy.

Then he becomes a darker shade of red, "Not exactly."

"What are you talking about Lucas?" I ask. He gulps, "Never mind." He turns away hiding his blush.

I get up, "No, Luke." I crawl over to him. Sitting up, I turn his head so that he's staring directly at me. He looks at my lips and back at my eyes. I bite my lip and wait for him to say something.

He doesn't, instead he leans in and kisses me. We slowly lay back down, Luke hovering over me. We continue kissing, not letting our lips depart. He leaves trails of kisses on my neck. I tug at the hem of his shirt, and he pulls it off.

His bare chest barely touching mine, for a second he stops and gulps, "What about your mum?" He asks quietly.

"She's at work." I say. He grins and continues to kiss me. Luke then tugs at my shirt and I say, "Go ahead." He takes it off and his eyes widen. I smirks and pull his neck towards me.

He then stops again and backs away. "I'm sorry, I just..." He sits up and stare at me. I groan and sit up, "What's wrong? Do you not want to-"

"No, I want to Brooke. Like you don't know how bad I want to, but..." He trails

"But?"

"I'm a virgin." He says after a few minutes. He smiles slightly at me before looking away, embarrassed.

"You are?" I look at him. He nods. "I just thought you and Tilly..." I add

"No." He shakes his head

I smile. "You kept your promise." He smirks at me, "Of course, have you?"

I nod. "Yeah."

"I want you so bad," he whispers, "but, not yet." He kisses me. "That's what the ring was for."

Everything clicked. "I get it, Luke." I begin pulling on my shirt. He bites his lip and crawls over to me. We face each other and he kisses my cheek by surprise. I laugh and cringe a little. "Ewww Luke cooties." I say playfully.

He sits with his leg sprawled out. Luke places my legs over his and pulls me closer to him, then plants kisses all over my face. I chuckle and he pulls away. I then kiss him on the cheek. "I love you." He says

"I love you too." I play with his hair.

"Good." He says laconically.

I pull away from him and find my way back under the blanket. "Do you wanna watch a movie?" I ask

"Yeah." He gets up and grabs a movie from my bookshelf. Luke opens the Blu-Ray player and hops on the bed. "Luke!" I yell

He laughs and finds his way next to me. I scoot into him and lean my head on his chest. "Oh yeah, you left your jeans at my house." He says

"Which ones?" I ask

"Um the dark ones, you know, those ripped skinny jeans. They were just laying around." He plays with my fingers. I nod and watch the t.v.

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