Unexpected || Luke Hemmings

Chapter 13

The days had passed very fast.

The next thing I know, the prom is tomorrow night. I'm currently sitting on my bed with my laptop on in front of me. It's late at night and I know I should be sleeping so I can get enough rest for tomorrow. My dress is ready and is hanging in a rack. It's not that so special yet not so simple.

I decide to go with a fitted long silver dress. It's sleeveless and the length is just perfect for me. Then I'll just have my hair in some up-do hairstyle and some nice make-up then I'll be ready to go. I'm honestly nervous and I don't even know why. Probably because it's my first time.

Then my phone starts ringing. Sighing, I shut my laptop close before reaching for it on the nightstand. I'm a bit surprised to see that it's Luke who's calling. He called me few times before but never this late at night.

As I lick my lips, I answer it.

"Hello." I mutter.

"Hi." He breathes out.

"Why did you call?"

"Um." He whispers. It appears like he's lying down on his bed, also ready to sleep but can't. His voice sounds so low and vulnerable. It always feels new when I hear him talking like this because I'm still not used with it. "I'm nervous."

I can't help but to smile. "I am too."

"I'm not thinking to ditch you, though."

"That never crossed my mind honestly."

And now we're talking nonsense again, talking about the most random things and never cared about it. I don't know, it seems like every time we talk seriously – which is very rare – the things we talk about are always not making any sense at all. I think our fights make more sense than this.

"Really?" He whispers. I finally lie on my bed too.

I nod even though I know he can't see it. "You're not that bad."

"I am bad." He replies and I'm about to say something against it, but he's not finished yet. "For you."

We remain silent for a whole minute before I decide to talk. "What do you mean?"

"I don't want you to fall in love with me."

"I don't intend to, Luke." I mumble. I know if we're in our normal selves I will be laughing at how full he is to himself again and call him names just to prove that I will never fall in love with him. I won't even like him in a romantic way.

"But promise me one thing, Care." He says. For one second, I think he's joking but I realize he's actually serious.

"What is it?"

"I don't want you to lie to me." He says clearly. "I don't want you to hold things back from me. I don't want you to deny things to me. I don't want you to stop feeling anything because of me."

"I don't get it, Luke." But I actually do. I exactly know what he's talking about.

He sighs. "I know you know what I mean. Have a good night, Caroline."

And before I can even reply, he hangs up.

"Good night, Luke."

~

I stare at myself in my full body mirror. My hair is in a pretty up-do hairstyle, just like how I want it. My make-up isn't clogging my face and my dress fits me perfectly. I actually feel beautiful right now as I spin around, smiling.

I'm still nervous though and Luke will be around in any minute. Sam and Calum are already there and even the two other boys. They're just waiting for Luke and me. Well, we're actually late. The prom will start at seven pm and now, it's ten minutes before seven and Luke is still not here. It's actually okay because I just finish prepping up. I'm always a late person for anything and I know that's a bad thing.