∆∆ Lylah's POV ∆∆
Those words were perfect. I started tearing up and Luke cuddled me closer.
"I know you just broke up with Ashton and all but I really do love you." He said, his eyes flickering to my lips, then back to my eyes, again. He seemed to have a problem with that. My thoughts were interrupted by Luke's lips crashing into mine. Next thing we knew, we were in my room, having a heavy make out session. I let him guide my shirt off and he did the same with his.
A few moments later, I heard the door open and someone gasp. I pulled off of Luke quickly and looked to see who it was.
Ashton.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, after I put my shirt on. "I was here for band practice. He said, giving Luke a glare. "What are you doing here hooking up with Luke?"
"It doesn't matter." I said, feeling really stupid afterward. There was no denying that we hooked up, he was here for that.
"The whole school is going to love this." Ashton said, smirking evilly.
∆∆ Luke's POV ∆∆
What did he mean 'the whole school is going to love this' ? I can't believe this. I screwed up. Again.
Ashton left, thankfully.
"Lylah, I'm sorry. Really, I am." I said, giving her a sympathetic smile. "It's fine. If worst comes to worst I'll just drop out." She said, giggling. "This is no time for giggling! You can't just drop out!" I said, chuckling with her. "Yes I can! I don't have any authority over here, except for you." She said.
"Just imagine of your mom didn't hate you making music, or if you wouldn't have had gotten in that argument. You wouldn't have had gotten on that train and bumped into me and we wouldn't have had met." I said, looking her in the eyes. "I really, really love you." I said, kissing her on the cheek.
∆∆ AUTHOR'S NOTE ∆∆
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