"Do you understand me?"
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"Yes, Mr. Hemmings."
• he thinks about her late at night in his apartment. she thinks about him while doodling he...
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((( Madeline's party outfit )))
"I'm so not happy about this, you know." Luke griped over the phone as I did my makeup.
"I know, Lukey." I said. "It'll be over before you know it."
"You won't even have cell service." He pouted.
"I'll share my location with you." I retaliated. Celia had already prepared me for any argument, giving me ideas of what to say. "I'll only be like half an hour away."
"Are you coming over afterwards?" He asked.
I thought for a moment, swiping a deep purple lipstick over my lips. "Well, I thought about crashing there for the night."
He groaned.
"But," I sighed, "you can pick me up at midnight if you feel more comfortable."
"No, don't worry about it." He said. "It's not fair for me to ruin all of your fun."
I softened, "You're not ruining anything, Luke. Pick me up at midnight. I want to see you."
"Okay," I could hear the relief in his voice, "if you insist. Are you drinking?"
I winced, dreading that question. "Would it upset you if I did?"
"I mean," he started, but then sighed, "no, it's okay."
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Positive."
I raised an eyebrow, even though he couldn't see me. "So if I drink tonight, it's not going to start a fight?"
Luke chuckled a bit, "Just don't get too shit-faced."
"I'll try." I joked. "I love you, Luke."
"I love you too, honey. Have fun, and be safe for me."
"I will. See you later."
As soon as I hung up the phone, I heard Celia blaring her horn in the driveway. I laughed, and ran down the stairs and out the door to her. She and Trish were waiting for me in the car. I was really excited. I loved spending so much time with Luke, but I kind of did miss getting to go out and have fun with my friends.
"This is going to be amazing!" Trish cried, as if she read my mind.
"I know!" I agreed. "I've been looking forward to it all week."
"Did Luke give you any shit?" Celia asked, a bit concerned.
"No, he's okay. He was even okay with me drinking. But, he's picking me up at midnight."
"Midnight?" They both whined.
"It's already 8:30!" Trisha protested, "And it takes almost an hour to get there."
