Megans POV
Its been about 10 minutes since he replied to me wanting to ask him question,why does he have to be so difficult . Deep down I want to tell him,I want to tell someone how I feel inside but I feel that if I do, will he even care? What if he leaves and that's it,its just me alone again back to square one.I can't help but wonder why luke even wants to know this,it has no relevance to him what so ever so why is he so persistant for me to tell him. I break from my thoughts and look back at luke to notice the raised eyebrow almost straight away.
"What?" I ask tilting my head slightly
"Why do you hold back so much, don't you ever just want to scream out what you think" he speaks keeping eye contact with me
"I don't hold back" I reply,clearly lying to myself and luke ,not even sure that I was even convincing myself let alone him.
"Then why won't you answer that question of mine ?" He asks, I can't help but let out a sigh because I know at one point,ill have to tell someone
"It helps me" I say quietly looking down at my hands
"Wait what" he replies, a hint of confusion in his tone
"I said it helps me" I speak,lifting my head up to look at him
"What does?, dance?" He asks
I simply give him a nod before looking back down at my hands
"Why?" He asks
"Forget I even said it luke,you don't understand" I say quickly wanting to forget that past 5 minutes of conversation already.
"No I don't understand,I don't understand because you won't let me understand,you won't let me know what's wrong with you,why dance is so important to you,how am I suppose to understand when you don't tell anyone anything,you block your feelings and thoughts so much that noone will ever know megan." He speaks,his tone screaming annoyance at me.
