Runaway Girl >> hemmings a.u

Chapter 28

We walked in silence for a few minutes, enjoying the soft grass beneath our feat and the birds chirping in the background.

'Luke.' I said, looking down at our joined hands then up at his flawless face. 'Thank you. This is perfect.'

He smiled, and looked at the floor. His shyness confused me, seeing as he was such a charmer and so good looking.

'To be honest, there's no one in this entire world I'd rather be with right now.' He said. 'Actually, Will Smith would be a cool other option.' He added, laughing, then giving me a quick wink.

'Well.' I agreed, laughing. 'He is pretty cool...'

'Babe you know you're the only person I want to be with right now.'

The only thing I could do was blush. (Good one, Reb.)

Suddenly, Luke pulled me towards the river.

'Come.' He said, soothingly.

Sitting down besides the riverbank, he pulled his guitar only his lap and self-consciously arranged his hair.

'Luke your hair's fine.' I laughed, sitting besides him.

Giving a small smile, he looked at me with haunted eyes.

'What's wrong?' I asked, cutting off bits of grass with my hands.

'I...uh...want to play you a song I wrote. I wrote it...for you actually. After you left. Keep in mind that I didn't know you nearly lost your life and had no memory. I merely thought you had just moved on. Ironically, this song is called 'Amnesia'.'

I looked into his eyes. They looked sad, as if the memories had all come floating back to him. Then, releasing our gaze, he closed his eyes and began to play. The whole forest stopped to listen.

'I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted

I thought about our last kiss, how it felt the way you tasted

And even though your friends tell me you're doing fine

Are you somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you?

When he says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you?

Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie?

If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all

I remember the day you told me you were leaving

I remember the make-up running down your face

And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them

Like every single wish we ever made

I wish that I could wake up with amnesia

And forget about the stupid little things

Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you

And the memories I never can escape

'Cause I'm not fine at all'

I watched as Luke looked at me, his eyes filling up with tears. Through blurry eyes, I locked our gazes together, but he looked away, pain bursting through him.

'The pictures that you sent me they're still living in my phone

I admit I like to see them, I admit I feel alone

And all my friends keep asking why I'm not around

It hurts to know you're happy, yeah, it hurts that you've moved on