Things I Won't Forget // l.h

Part 3: Love her when you let her go

Amanda's POV

Please dear God. Do not let Luke Hemmings come in. Do NOT. I will do anything.

But of course, the world hates me. So of course Luke has to come in looking like the gorgeous little shit he is.

Even though we broke up years ago, I couldn't help but admire his beauty. From a far obviously, I wouldn't dare set foot close to Luke again. Ever.

I brushed my hair out of my face and continued to stare at my finger tips. not that they were fascinating , but because I could feel his eyes burning a hole on my back.

I sipped my cold coffee silently, not wanting to create a big movement or else someone might come over and try to talk to me. I knew this is cheeky but I cannot stop stealing glances at Luke while he waited in line for food, I think we both know that I hate him, but I secretly am envy of his beauty.

Luke Hemmings is like a rose. A rose has thorns, and it would only prick you if you were extremely close to it.

He pricked me with his thorns, and the worst thing is, I let him. And in result of that I left with nothing but a broken heart.

Luke's POV

I could feel my eyes gravitating her body, which was slightly curved and sitting on a chair. I didn't know if I should confront her or not, I didn't want her to run away from my life again. It was hard enough the first time.

Manda- no wait, Amanda, because I don't know if I was allowed to call her that anymore, was very still for the energetic and social girl I use to know. I felt an urge to rush up to her and tell her that I'm sorry for everything and that she would always be in my heart.

I didn't know what I was thinking as I marched up to where she was sitting. I never know what im thinking. Just like how I didn't think when I let her go.