Perfect// luke hemmings

-Chapter Twenty four-

-Chapter Twenty four-

NICOLE POV

I really just wanted to go home, Caroline went home right after Caitlin said to, I had to stay. I told Cameron I couldn't go on the date and he insisted to take me home.

"I'm really sorry." I said bowing my head and he runs his thumb over my palm. It soothed me to know I was wanted at this moment. The car stops and we were at a red light "you hated me this week and it sucks because I tried really hard, Nicole and now you're leaving." He gripped the steering wheel, I wasn't good at relaxing people.

"I know, cam." He let out a breath, I feel so stupid "I'm sorry for that too." I really liked him. "This is where I let you go, this is where we never talk again?" I turned to him then back at the window.

It was my house, I feel homesick. "You can walk me to my door," I suggested and he took out the keys and we walked out. We were at the stump of my house and he bit his lip.

"Goodnight Nicole." He smiled and just when he was about to walk away I grabbed his hand, walked a little closer and tilted my head. He was quick on it, moving closer to me, our lips connected and a smile was placed on my face.

He pushed my chin up so we would stay in sync, "I think I need to get inside," I smile and he nods, "goodnight." He says kissing my forehead.

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3 WEEKS LATER

CAITLIN POV

luke. Luke Hemmings was the only thing on my mind, Isabelle told me he made it through both round plus the other boys. He did what I told him to do, he left.

I still held onto the necklace though, it's the only thing I have to remember him by except for the memories. Luke texted me, every day to catch me up on updates and just to check in. He knew and I knew that I wasn't going to answer.

"Let's go sweetheart." My mother says and I shake my head, "summers almost over." She says but I wasn't moving.

"No, no mum. I've been nothing but a pest to my dad and I just want to spend it with him, mum he needs someone." I say and she nods before disappearing.

I walked inside, my dad laying watching tv and I cuddle up next to him, "you should forgive him." He says and I ignore him.

"All he cared was getting in my pants if he wanted to show me he cared he would have come back or at least come here and tell me he was leaving."

FLASHBACK 3 weeks before

boom! crash, smash! The lighting was close to our house and the rain trickled down the windows. I looked for any sign of luke. Nothing. I needed him, I wanted him to tell me it was his fault, and I wanted to tell him it was mine and then we'd kiss in the rain like last time.

I love kissing in the rain, I don't even care how cliche it sounds. "Sweetie you should head to bed, it's getting late," my father said, he looked weaker and paler every day.

"Soon," I told him and he did his best fake smile, I turn back to the window, still nothing. Darkness soon took over the flashes, and the rain soon stopped.

He's not coming.

Flashback ended.

"He loves you, Caitlin, it's only a matter of time before I go, and I don't want you not having a male figure in your life. Luke might have been the one for you."