The only reason (luke hemmings fanfic)(trigger warning)

Chapter 11

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I'm so fucking sorry for not updating in like, forever i have no excuse :'( i've just had a lot going on and idek I'm just really sad and un-motivated a lot for no clear reason atm. ugh also my grades are slipping so my parents are always on my case and ugh im sorry i'll shut up :/

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Luke's POV

I'm not sure how to react. im slightly hurt that she thinks I'm going to call her crazy and walk out, but i know it's just her anxiety making her expect the worst. i think for a minute, wanting to choose my words very carefully because this is obviously an extremely delicate subject.

"I would never walk out on you." i state simply, and i know it's true, no matter what i would never be able to just walk out on brooklyn, weather my affection for her is simply platonic or something more, i care about her way too much to just leave her to deal with this alone.

"even though I'm crazy?" she asks, her voice small.

"you're not crazy, you just need a little help." i feel her tense up at the word help "don't worry, im not going to force you to go to a therapist or anything. it's completely up to you how you handle this." i assure her.

we sit in silence for a few minutes and she eventually says something "I'm not sure how i want to handle this." she sighs.

"that's fine this is a big thing you don't need to make any big decisions right away. for all we know it will be gone again by tomorrow." i reassure her, however i highly doubt that it will be gone tomorrow. "do you wanna just forget about this for now and have the fun day that we planned?" i ask.

"sure." she replies, looking up at me with a small, grateful smile.

Brooklyn's POV.

Usually forgetting my problems was impossible, but somehow being with Luke made it easy. we are about halfway through mean girls and at some point i ended up laid on the sofa with my head on Luke's lap. i did end up eating some popcorn, not much but Luke seems relived that i did.

Luke starts playing with a bit of my hair (which i have now taken out of it's ponytail. it was annoying me) and i look up to see that he's not even focusing on the movie anymore, he's just looking down at me with this adorable look of pure contentment which makes my heart flutter slightly. NO, it doesn't make my heart flutter. i. can't. like. him. like. that.

I shoot him a smile, which he returns and i can't help but think about how happy i am just sitting in silence with Luke, just being with Luke.

"what made you want to dye your hair blue?" he asks, still twiddling with a few strands of it.

i shrug "i just felt like it would be interesting. you should have seen mom's face! Amanda did it for me at her house, back when we were friends, and i walked in with this electric blue hair and she went insane. ash said he thought it was cool and just sat laughing in the corner while she was screaming at me about how 'until you're an adult you need my permission for things like that!" it was great." i ramble.

Luke just laughs and i continue "and after she calmed down and we were eating dinner she kept looking at it and kind of smiling? i guess? and i just asked her, you think it looks good don't you? and-" I'm cut off by a voice from the kitchen.

"i said it surprisingly suited you perfectly, and that it was unique just like you." my mom finishes the story.

"hey mom!" i call over to her.

"hey mama Irwin!" Luke says, looking up from me.

"hello you two. did i miss something? I'm sure you hated each other a few days ago." she says lightly, sitting on the smaller sofa to the left of the one me and Luke are on, curling her feet underneath her and sipping her coffee.