Chapter Fifty-Five;

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Ariella’s P.O.V

I sat in the bath for a good half hour, reading a book that I had had on hold for a few months now.

“Ella?” I heard Luke call as he entered my house, I always forget all the boys have a key to this house

“I’m in the bath; what do you want?”

“I want to say sorry. My mum pisses me off sometimes, she’s really… possessive over everything I do, and I mean it’s good that she cares so much but it’s really suffocating,”

“It’s okay Luke; I will come out in a few minutes,”

“Okay, I will wait in the lounge,”

I pulled the plug so the bath could empty and I let my wet hair stay down. I put on some clothes and walked over to the lounge. I sat next to Luke and he put his arm around me.

“I don’t like it when you’re mad at me,” he said pulling me closer

“I don’t like it when you’re in a shitty mood, but it’s going to happen,” I said

“I know it is,”

He laughed and picked up his phone, taking a few photos together; then excusing himself to the bathroom.

I picked up his phone so I could send myself the photos. I unlocked the phone and it opened in messages. I pressed the home button before I saw the top conversation named ‘Lucy :*’ .

Who’s Lucy?

I decided to ignore it. I trusted Luke.

I sent myself the photos and posted my favourite one to my twitter. ‘I love you, babe’

Luke came out of the bathroom and pulled me close again, kissing me passionately.

“I love you, babe,” he said before crashing his lips to mine all over again.

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