"Do you wanna know when I realized I loved you?" Luke told the girl that was currently sitting on his lap with her legs wrapped around his waist.
"When?" She asked, playing with his fingers, avoiding his stare. Talking about love made her nervous.
"Remember the day we were sat in my basement? We started off curled up in different blankets on opposite sides of couch but by the end of Pulp Fiction your head was resting on my lap and I was playing with your hair. Remember that?"
"Mhm, I do," she hummed, looking at Luke with those bright green eyes he loved so much.
"That's when."
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Fanfiction"Here you are Miss, one skinny vanilla," the boy who's name tag read 'Luke' paused, setting her drink down on the table. "For one skinny vanilla."