My very own fairytale (luke hemmings)

Chapter 8.

Luke's pov

After Sophie told me about her crush on Dylan, I rushed home. I was sitting in my car for more then ten minutes, trying to breath and clear my head from the negative thoughts. This is what love do to you, I guess.

Oh my god... I just admitted to myself that I loved her. And it was not only little feelings, it was real. Real, deep and painful.

I didn't knew what to do, walking in circles in my room, so I called Calum. When he heard my harsh/desesperated tone, he jumped in his car and was at my place after ten minutes.

"You're okay, bro?" He looked worried.

We were in my basement, him sitting on my couch and me, playing guitar. It was my only way to feel a little better.

"She is seeing someone." I just said, because he knew what and who I was talking about.

"Damn... this is not only a crush, isn't it? What you have for Sophie I mean." It was obviously strong feelings, that you call Love. And it scared the shit out of me.

I told Cal that I didn't understand how I was feeling. Everything inside of me felt wrong, I wasn't hungry, yet I felt sick and I was so madly jealous. Urgh.

"You should write a song. Put your feelings into lyrics." He proposed.

I stopped myself from playing while walking in circles and looked at him.

"You are a genius."

Calum started to ask me some questions, like how did you felt when she told you about the guy or what did you think about. I was always bringing memories in my head and it was painful to see since how long I had feelings for this girl without her noticing them or me to be brave like a fucking man and tell her.

The song we wrote, because he was playing next to me, was slow, like a balade. I liked it.

" I remember the day you told me you were leaving

I remember the make-up running down your face

And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them

Like every single wish we ever made

I wish that I could wake up with amnesia

And forget about the stupid little things

Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you

And the memories I never can escape

'Cause I'm not fine at all" I sang, Calum nodding.

"This is going to be a huge success, Luke!"

We then decieded to call it Amnesia. And then, I decieded to stop myself from thinking about Sophie. Or at least, try to.

Sophie's pov

*The night after*

I decided to make an effort, wearing a skirt for my appointment with Dylan. Since he would probably wear a shirt with a clean pants, I wanted to do the same. By phone, he proposed me to go to a good restaurant he knows well and to the beach later. I was delighted by the program of our date, feeling butterflies rising in me.

I was finishing my make up, when my mother called me downstaires. He was there, and just in time.

Dylan opened the door for me on the passenger side of his rented car. He was absolutely stuning. He wore a sweater with three buttons and a black skinny pants. I did not know what was different about him, but it was something that attracted me a lot. My hormones were screaming inside of me.