Learning /Luke Hemmings/

Chapter Ten

That's a really good question. I'm not even sure yet. He's sweet, and charming.. But I don't know him.

"Uh.. N-no. Why?" I say.

"Why did he say all that to me. Is there something I should know?" He replys.

Is there something you already know? "No?! Look Luke. Why would you care? It's not like were dating?!" I say getting annoyed.

"I guess not" he says angrily before leaving the bathroom, slamming the door.

What was that about? It's true we're not. Do he think we were? I mean all that happened is he told me his feelings for me.

I grab a towel and dry off. I put some make up on an slip into some grey skinny jeans and a sleeping with sirens shirt.

When I walk out of the bathroom Luke is sitting on the bed, wearing glasses, writing into a journal. He looks good in glasses might I add.

I walk over to him and sit beside him. He doesn't look up. "What're you doing?" I ask.

He looks up at me then returns his eyes to his writing. I'm assuming he's upset with me.

"We have our next assignment. We have I make a list of people who are special to us and convert their name to French." He finally says.

I start reading his list. Mom. Dad. Sister. Aunt. Uncle. Lacy. Who's lacy ?

I don't ask yet cause I figure it's no one important plus he's mad at me and probably won't tell me.

"Am I on yours?" I ask already know I'm not. He doesn't answer.

Instead he rises from his spot and walks to his dresser pulling out a permanent marker.

He writes my name in English then in French . I look at him confused.

He looks into my eyes and simply says "I wrote it in permanent marker because it's not eraseable. I want you in my life forever."

A/N: comment your thoughts .! Please vote and follow . 😁💕 btw sorry it's short. The next one will be longer I promise.