Chapter Twelve.

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Scarlett's P.O.V

"We're here" Luke got out of the car, and waited for me at the front of the car.

We were parked by what looks to be a forest, or something.

"We have to walk a bit" Luke turns his head to look at me, and smirks.

"I hate you" I playfully hit his arm.

"Come on" he grabs my hand, and pulls me into the forest.

We walk for what feels like hours, and we finally get there.

Luke has set out a blanket, for a picnic. There are little lights surrounding the blanket, and some lights on the branches of the trees.

"Oh my god Luke, this is perfect" I smile.

"Do you still hate me?" He asks, his voice full of sarcasm.

"Always" I joked back.

We walked towards the picnic he set out for us, and sat down.

"So tell me about your life"

I looked down.

I didn't really want to talk about it right now.

"You first" I challenged.

"Okay. Well my life's pretty boring, so be prepared to get bored" he laughed. "Erm well you know I have two brothers. Jai, and Beau. My dad left us and my mum when me and Jai were young so I don't really remember a lot of things about him, well not as much as Beau. My mum has brought us all up by herself. I met James and Daniel when I was 7 ever since then we've all just been close I guess. We do mostly everything together. I tell them everything, and they tell me everything. It's how it works" He explained. "How about you"

"Err well, I was born here, in Australia. Me and my mum moved to England when I was 11. It was a big move for me, new school, new friends. I still spoke to Phoebe and Adelle everyday, we skyped all the time but it wasn't like seeing them. I hadn't seem them in 6 years, and so we moved back and here I am. Back with my friends, and I graduated high school, but college isn't my thing." I smiled at him.

"What about your dad?" He asked.

"My dad died died in a car crash when I was 9. It was on a bridge, and the man who crashed into us was drunk. The paramedics got me and my mum out in time, with hardly any damage, but my dad was unconscious for 2 days and then he was gone" I didn't realise I was crying until Luke moved closer to me, and wiped a tear from my cheek with his thumb.

"Hey, don't cry" he comforted me.

"I never cry" I laughed, trying to lighten up the mood. "Sometimes i" I paused. Luke gave me a look to say he was listening, so I carried on..

"Sometimes I wish it was me instead of him" I admitted.

Luke was now playing with my hair.

"Don't think like that. You were young, and you had a life you needed to live. It wasn't your fault"

I moved my head down so he couldn't see me cry even more.

He tilted my head up, and looked into my eyes. "It wasn't your fault"

He looked down at my lips, and back into my eyes. He leaned his head closer to mine, until our lips were only centre meters apart and he paused, but stayed in the same position.

"It wasn't your fault" he whispered before putting his lips on mine.

This kiss was different than any kiss we've shared before. This kiss was soft, and slow, and full of passion instead of lust.

He pulled away and moved a strand of my hair behind my ears, and pecked my lips once more. He stood up and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the car.

(Ohhhhhh a bit of cuteness going on!! I just had like the best idea EVER this is going to be soo gooooddd!! I hope you liked this chapter. Thanks for reading)

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