You and I || Luke Hemmings

Chapter 17.

"Luke, what are you doing here?"

I was surprised. Well, that's an understatement, I was bewildered. Astonished. There's a lot of words I could use to describe how I felt at that very moment.

But, I guess the main reason I got those feelings was the look his eyes held. In the icy blue of them, I recognized anger, disappointment, hurt. And I had no idea what caused those emotions.

It took Luke incredibly long to give an answer to my question, but when he did, his tone was cold, icy.

''Where have you been?'' he questioned, but before I could say anything, he spoke again. ''Don't even try and lie to me, Chloe. ''

I let my eyebrows form a straight line as I narrowed my eyes at the blonde standing just a few feet from me. What's going on? Why's he giving me this attitude?  And why would he even think I'd lie to him?

''Luke, what is wrong? Why are you here? How did you even get here?'' I asked question after question, which seemed to annoy him even more. He rose his hand up, as if to stop me from talking.

''Answer the Goddamn question, Chloe.'' he growled lowly, taking me by even greater surprise. His expression was so hard, body noticeably stiff. Even when he noticed mu shocked face, he didn't react. The stiffness didn't go away.

''Luke, calm down. What is wrong?'' I demanded, not wanting to take his shit. He was being so harsh, I couldn't take it. I was never taught to take this kind of demeanour, my dad had always made sure I knew how to protect myself, for my own good. And I promised him and myself that I wouldn't let anyone take me down or give me the attitude.

In a matter of seconds, a few huge steps made, Luke was in front of me, which resulted in me being pressed against the wall behind me, his one arm resting on it next to my head as his face stood only inches apart from mine. His breathing was deep and heavy, fanning my face completely, the minty scent overwhelming my senses. This proximity made me see his eyes better, their color now shifted to dark blue, reminding me of the huge depth of the ocean, storm raging in them. If we were in a cartoon, his nostrils would br flaring with rage, he was fumming.

I gasped at the sudden closeness, my hands reflexively flying up to his chest, so I could at least attempt and push him away slightly. But, no, he didn't even budge, not even a bit. And I was growing to be scared.

''I. Said. Answer. My. Fucking. Question.'' he scowled, voice now deeper and raspier. ''Where were you?''

It took me yet another few seconds to make myself talk and get the words out. When I did, my voice was shaky, making me look really vulnerable and weak.

''I-I was at a café.'' was all I said, but Luke nodded, as if to encourage me to continue. I didn't. I stayed quiet, staring into the pool of dark blue, hoping to reason him a little.

''Who were you with?'' he questioned fiercely, placing his another hand on the wall, practically trapping me.

I decided to tell him.

''Ashton. '' as soon as I did, his whole posture tensed even more, if that's even possible, jaw clenching and unclenching with fury. I was getting more  scared as the moments passed. I knew Luke wouldn't do anything to harm me, let alone hit me or something like that, but that conclusion didn't stop me from being frightened.

''What did you two do?'' his voice held yet another emotion, which I couldn't quite distinguish. He was hard to read.

''W-we-he brought me t-there because, uh...'' I stuttered like a maniac, not being able to get the words out properly. And Luke was getting impatient.

''Why, Chloe?! Why did he bring you there? What the fuck were you doing?!'' he was shouting now. I flinched at his tone, feeling tears forming in my eyes. I gulped them down, not wanting to look weaker than I already was.

So I straightened my posture, trying yet again to pry him off, because our chests were pressed against one another, making me feel the loss of breath. But Luke stood his ground, not moving an inch.

''We used to go there a lot before, okay? And before you jump into conclusions, we didn't do anything, as in behind your back or something. I thought you said you trusted me.'' my tone was indicating that I was hurt, beyond hurt and disappointed. And Luke must've seen that, because his expression finally softened, hand moving to cup my cheek as his thumb traced along my bottom lip, sending slivers down my spine. I gulped, daring to look at those eyes again, to notice them returning to their usual lighter shade of blue.

''I trust you, Chloe. Who I don't trust is him. You want me to tell you why I reacted this way?'' he asked, then not waiting for me to say anything, he answered. ''Because I saw you two at that café. He was sitting across from you, cupping your cheek just as I'm doing right now. That sight alone, made me so mad and when he kissed your cheek, I felt something explode in me. I wanted to run inside and fucking strangle him. I couldn't bear with the fact that I might lose you, Chloe. You don't understand the fear that flashed through my head, the fear of him taking you and you not being mine.'' the way he said those things brought tears back in my eyes and they threatened to definitely spill onto my cheeks. I was dumbfounded by this confession, I didn't know what to think of it. Luke had just poured his heart to me and I just stood there, looking at him as if he just said he's an alien or something. I never imagined that he felt this way. I know that he likes me and I like him too, hell, I even think I feel more than 'liking' towards him, but that's not the point. The point is, that since he came into my life, I had felt the same way. It's terrible to live in a constant fear of losing something or someone that matters so much to you. And now I realise how much he means to me.

So I just observed him as the pained expression masked his face, eyes desperatelly searching my face for any emotion.

''I would never, ever, let anyone take me from you, Luke. I'm all yours. And I understand how you felt, I think I would've felt the same way if I saw you being so...'' I gulped, not wanting to say the word. ''...touchy with another girl. But, get this in your head; I don't like Ashton. I like you and you're the one I want. Okay? I'm yours, Luke. ''

And it took him only a moment to crash his perfect lips against mines, the feeling of reassurance washing over me, finally making me feel as if I'm the happiest girl on Earth. Because Luke surely knows how to make me feel that way.

A:N:

Awww. Chuke's so sweet. ^.^ Don't ya think?

I hope you like this one, because the next one's gonna be Luke's point of view, so get excited!

-{M.} ♡♥