-Luke's Point of View-
I love you
I stared at the text with wide eyes. She loves me?
"You okay?" Jack asked, I looked at him and nodded my head,
"Yeah, why do you ask?"
"Your eyes widened and you look like you've saw a ghost,"
"I don't feel well," I lied, Jack frowned and stood up,
"Mum, Luke doesn't feel well. I'm going to drop him home," Jack said, my mum nodded and told me she would be home soon. I followed Jack and his girlfriend out of the restaurant and towards his car.
"Luke, what's going on? Tell me the truth," Jack said,
"I need you to drop me off at Isabella's,"
"Why?" Jack asked,
"I think there is something wrong,"
"Okay," He said pulling into the right lane.
When we arrived at Isabella's house, I ran up the steps with Jack and his girlfriend following behind just in case. I searched for the spare key and opened the door.
"Shit," Jack said from behind me. Glass covered the majority of the floor and picture frames that were on the floor we scattered around the hallway,
"Call Ashton, he's with her sister Mia," I told Jack. He nodded his head and got his phone out. I stepped carefully over the glass and into the kitchen where I could hear noises,
"Bella?" I asked, she was sitting on the kitchen counter with an empty bottle next to her,
"Luke?"
"Hey, it's okay. Have you hurt yourself?"
"No I'm fine. Actually, I'm not fine, I'm not fine at all," She answered starting to cry. I stepped around all the glass and stood in front of her, he mascara had ran down her face and she looked broken,
"Bella, what's going on? Tell me," I asked,
"It hurts,"
"What hurts? Have you stepped on something?"
"No Luke! My heart hurts,"
"Your heart?" I asked starting to worry,
"Why has my mum left me? What did I do? What didn't I do?"
"Luke," Jack's girlfriend said walking into the kitchen,
"Who's that?" Isabella sniffed,
"My brothers girlfriend," I told her, she nodded her head,
"Hi, I'm Isabella,"
"Hi, I'm Claire," She said waving at her.
"Sorry about the mess, I wasn't expecting visitors," Isabella said, Claire laughed,
"Are you still drunk?"
"I think I've sobered up a bit," Isabella said wiping her eyes,
"Mia and Ashton are going to meet us at our house Luke, I didn't want them to see the mess," Jack said, I nodded and picked Isabella up, she rested on my side like a baby as we walked out of the house.
"I'm sorry," She whispered,
"You don't need to be sorry," I told her as I put her in the car. She rested her head on my shoulder as we drove to my house.
It was then, in that moment, that I realised I wanted to look after her for a long time.
