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sixteen.

*Isabelle's POV*

I wasn't entirely sure how long I had been sat on the roof of my house, and I wasn't too sure how I managed to get myself up either. But I had gotten tired of my usual spot on my egg chair and decided on something a little different.

 I looked up, studying the sky which was a pale blue. Clouds were spread everywhere and the setting sun made them look like pink and purple wisps of candy floss, (fairy floss or cotton candy idk what you crazy foreigners call this shit) it almost looked like someone had taken a blue background and thrown the colours of pink and purple where ever they pleased.

There was more colour than I was used to in England, that usually just being a grey mass of clouds all joined together making the sun hidden. I used to feel like the dull clouds hid the sun on purpose, not allowing it to show it's full potential. 

I felt a sudden buzzing in my pocket, so plucking my phone from it's place I held the phone to my ear, not looking who was calling while I slid my thumb across the screen.

"Why are you on your roof?" Luke's deep voice came through the speaker,

"I think the question is how do you know I'm on my roof?" I looked around swiftly, trying to see if anyone was watching me from their windows.

"Look down Belle." I shuffled to the edge of my roof and peered down cautiously. Sure enough there was Luke, his neck craned backwards, his face looking up and with a large smile plastered on his face. He used the hand which was protecting his eyes from the sun to wave at me,

"What are you doing?" I half shouted half whispered, not too sure whether I should've just hung up or carried on talking on the phone. 

"I'm coming up." My eyes widened in shock as Luke started climbing up the side of my house. I hung over the tiles carefully, gripping on firmly.

"You're going to kill yourself! Just use the front door and go into my bedroom, on to the balcony and climb up that way." I shouted down to him although my phone was still held to my ear.

Luke was only a few feet off the floor when he jumped off and nodded, "Okay! I'll be right up," He shouted back, jogging round to the front of my house and slipping past the front door. 

It took him about ten minutes to finally get up, and once he had finally done it there was sweat gathering on his forehead while he panted heavily. 

"How the fuck do you do that?" He crawled over to me and collapsed on to his back with his legs hanging over each side of the roof, his eyes looking straight up.

"Do what?" I shuffled closer to him so our knees were touching. Luke didn't answer, he only gestured from the roof and down, which I guessed meant my balcony.

"Not sure." I let out a soft chuckle and moved my legs into a crossed position. Luke sat up straight and followed my actions, once he was still he rested his elbows on his knees and took my hands in his.

I furrowed my eyebrows at our hands and looked at him, "What are you doing?" Luke's eyes flicked from my face to our hands and he quickly let go,

"Oh sorry." His cheeks turned a deep crimson and he played with the hem of his shirt instead. I brushed it off as nothing and rested my own elbows on my knees.

"What are you doing here anyway Lucas?" I poked his knee wanting answers, because honestly I had no idea why he was here. 

"It's not Lucas! And I just wanted to talk," He spoke quietly and I had to strain my ears to hear him properly. He bit his lip ring and looked up at me,