Chapter Twenty Three

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Six months later

Luke- Good morning, what are our plans for today princess?

Vanessa- Good morning baby, I don't know, I'm fine with just staying in and cuddling.

Luke- Sounds good, you wanna come over?

Vanessa- Sure give me ten minutes.

I clicked on YouTube and put on heartache on the big screen and started brushing my teeth.

"The clock is ticking and I'm outa time, the cameras rolling and I forgot my lines." I tried singing while brushing my teeth. My music stoped playing and a FaceTime call from Luke showed up.

"Luke what do you want? I was listening to you sing." I said after spitting out.

"Sorry to bother you, but I missed you." He chuckled. "Plus I could give you your own little concert." He smiled.

"Please do." I smiled then continued brushing my teeth.

"What do you want me to sing?" He smiled.

"I don't know, whatever you want." I said after I rinsed my mouth.

"Okay." He yawned.

"I figured it out
I figured it out from black and white
Seconds and hours
Maybe they had to take some time
I know how it goes
I know how it goes from wrong and right
Silence and sound
Did they ever hold each other tight
Like us? Did they ever fight
Like us?
You and I
We don't wanna be like them
We can make it 'til the end
Nothing can come between
You and I
Not even the Gods above
Can separate the two of us
No, nothing can come between
You and I
Oh, you and I." He finished off beautifully.

"You never fail to amaze me." I smiled.

"Oh stop it." He chuckled.

"I'm serious." I said playfully rolled my eyes.

"Thank you." He blushed. "What's taking so long?" He pouted.

"I'm locking the front door right now Luke." I smiled.

"Good because if you made me wait any longer I would've thrown you over my should- "

"Open the door Lucas." I laughed. I heard loud footsteps reach the door and it swung open.

"Hi princess!" He smiled wrapping his long arms around me.

"Hello." I smiled cuddling into his chest. He placed a kiss on my forehead and closed the front door. He grabbed my hand and led us upstairs.

"What movie do you want to watch?" He smiled closing his bedroom door.

"Mean girls." I smiled, climbing onto his bed.

"Sounds good." He chuckled. He grabbed the remote and crawled into bed with me.

"Where's Liz?" I asked cuddling into his chest.

"Mums at work." He smiled turning the tv on. He clicked on Netflix and typed in mean girls.

"We forgot popcorn." I smiled, getting out of bed. "It's in the pantry right? Bottom shelf." I asked.

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