Fake (Luke Hemmings)

Chapter Eight ~Luke and Elena's Date Night~

Chapter Eight ~Luke and Elena’s Date Night~

*Elena POV*

Luke and I finish getting changed and we both go out to the car. Tonight he and I were going on a date for the first time. Luke was in the worst mood and I also wasn’t in the best mood. I slams the car door and Luke slams the door also.  Fangirls and Paparazzi followed us the whole way to the restaurant and Luke cursed the whole way to the place. When we got the the place he put on a fake smile and as did I. He opened the door for me and we walk hand and hand inside the pathice place. Sitting down we both groan and start the stupid dinner. I would rather be at the hotel with Sawyer watching My Little Pony but instead I was stuck her with the little demon named Luke.

“Why did we have to go out tonight?” Luke asks and I give him my most sarcastic answer.

“Because I love being with you babe.” he glares at me and I smile at him.

“I don’t like your sarcasm.” Luke mumbles looking at the menu. I giggle and also look at the menu. After an hour of fight with each other our food came and we both eat in silence. I hated eat with no one talking because it reminded me of my stupid teenage years  when I ate dinner with both of my parents and their lovers at the table. Luke clears his throat and I couch. The awkwardness was in the air and it made me feel really weird. Finally dinner was over and we went back to the car. I would hope that this was over but we had to be out till midnight so that the stupid stalkers could get the best pictures of Luke being the best boyfriend.

Getting out of the car we sit near a lake and I swing my legs over the water as we sit on the dock. Luke lays down and looks up at the sky while I look at the reflection of the moon on the lake. Not a word was said up everything was calm and quiet. I liked this because it gave me a moment to think about somethings. Looking over at Luke he had his arms under his head and he was looking up at stars. Looking away I feel a feeling that made me scared. My cheeks heat up and my stomach explodes into butterflies. Look back at the lake I try to ignore the stupid voice in the back of my head. Bowing my head down I look down at my legs and a tear rolls down my cheek. I silently cry and hope that Luke won’t find out that I’m crying. Whipping my tears away I look up to see Luke standing up. He offers his hand and I take it. He looks into my eyes and hold me face in his hands.

“Why are you crying?”

“Just had a bad thought.” He nods his head and wipes away the extra tear that fell down my cheek.

“Um well I know that you hate my guts but I have to tell you something.”

“I don’t hate you that much Luke.” He chuckles and I look into his eyes once more.

“Well the thing is that I was thinking last night about everything and I finally figured out my feelings for you and they’re really confusing because that last time I had these feeling was when I was Fifteen with my other girlfriend. They are that I kind of l-”

“HEY YOU KIDS THIS IS A PRIVATE LAKE!!” A man yells from a boat and we nod our heads and Luke says sorry. Walking to the car we start driving back to the hotel.

“You didn’t finish what you were going to say.”  

“Just forget about it El.” Luke says in quiet voice and I nod my head. Going back into the hotel We go check on Sawyer to see her tucked in bed with Ashton sleeping on a chair to make sure she was fine. Luke tells Ashton he can go back to his bed and a sleepy Ashton drags his body back to his room. Sawyer stirs a little but manages to go back to sleep. Kissing her forehead I go change and Luke watches over her. After showering and changing I go back into the room and see Luke and Sawyer cuddled up sleeping. He was still in his tux and had his shoes on still. Climbing into the bed I help Luke take off his jacket and tie off. He wakes up and smiles at me. He take off the rest of his clothing off and he puts on a pair of plaid pajama pants. I sleep on the other side of Sawyer and we both go to sleep. That night we slept with Sawyer in between us but he kept his hand on my waist.