Abby's POV"hey you're okay, you're safe with me. i promise." he reassured me. He had to let go of my hand to open the door but grabbed my hand again to lead me in. He took my purse off my shoulder and laid it on the kitchen table.
i continued to wipe the tears off my cheeks as they were rolling down. He walked us over to the couch and sat down, pulling me with him. He threw my legs over his lap and grabbed my hand, gently pressing a kiss to the back.
"do you want to tell me what happened?" he said softly. I was so emotional at that point that how sweet he was being made me want to cry even more. I nodded and said
"Well, my parents they drink, a lot. Basically they're alcoholics. My dad has his moments where he is mad at me, it's my mom. I have to walk on egg shells around her, she is constantly mad at me for some reason, i cant say or do anything without her making a comment." his face immediately softened more.
"please tell me she doesn't hurt you, physically."
"she used to, not as much anymore. its mostly her calling me names, saying she wishes i were never born." my voice broke off at the end. Talking about what my mother has said to me makes me want to break down.
"I always wanted to be one of the girls who was best friends with her mom. I never had the choice, my mom's best friend is whiskey. i have never felt more unwanted then in my own home, by my own family." i looked up at Luke to see so much hurt in his eyes.
"i'm sorry, i shouldn't be pushing my problems onto you. I'm just some random girl-"
"Abby no" he gently squeezed my hand which made me look up at him and lock with his memorizing eyes.
"you are not just some random girl to me, i know we met not too long ago but you are so different. You are beautiful and kind, you look at me a way that not too many people do. You don't just base your knowledge on a person based on their appearance, you wanted to get to know me, when i drove you today and went on my little nerd tangent you actually listened to me. You do not deserve to have to go home to that environment. Everything she says about you is completely wrong. I just want you to feel wanted with me, because i do want you. I want to cherish you, i want to protect you from anything that will hurt you, even if that is your own mother. " i could tell that everything he was saying he meant genuinely. More tears began streaming down my face.
i couldn't help myself i practically launched myself into his arms, wrapping my arms around his neck and my face into his chest as he wrapped his arms gently around my waist. He began whispering sweet nothings into my ear to help me calm down.
We stayed in that same position until my breathing was steady, i took my face out of his neck and looked up at him
" i feel so safe with you, i don't know what it is." he smiled and brushed a piece of hair behind my ear
"you don't have to understand it, if you feel it in your heart then its right. "
"shut up you're so poetic" that made him start to laugh which in turn made a smile grown on my face, he dramatically gasped before saying
"is that a smile i see!" i giggled quietly and hid my face in his neck again which made him smile even more.
"c'mon its getting late, we need to go to bed. You've had a pretty eventful night" i nodded before getting up, i realized i still had my jeans, work shirt and vans on. I didn't want to bother him any more then i already had tonight so i was just planning to sleep in them.
he walked me back to his room and told me too sit on his bed as he went into his closet. I waited for about 30 seconds before he emerged again with an old t shirt and a pair of his boxers
"i hope this is okay for you to sleep in"
" i was just gonna sleep in this i don't want to be anymore of a bother."
"you are not a bother, and i'm not letting you sleep in jeans, the bathroom is right over there for you to change"
"thank you" he smiled and nodded, i head off to the bathroom. The shirt hung to halfway down my thighs hiding his boxers that looked like a regular pair of shorts. His shirt smelled slightly of cigarettes and cologne but i couldn't help but love it. i walked out to see him in nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants. my breath hitched slightly.
i only met this guy this morning and now i am standing in his apartment, in his clothes, and now he is standing before me shirtless. Had someone told me yesterday this is how my Friday turned out, id call them insane.
"wow i never realized how short you are until now"
"i'm not short, you're just a giant!"
"mhm whatever you say, you can have my bed, i'll sleep on the couch" he walked over and gently kiss the top of my head and as he started to pull away i grabbed his hand
"please stay with me, i don't want to be alone." his smile instantly brightened and he nodded, climbing into bed. i followed close behind and immediately moved close to his side. i laid my head gently on his chest so i could hear the steady sound of his heartbeat.
"thank you, Luke. For saving me."
"i will always be here to save you." my heart began to flutter as my eyes began to feel heavy and my breathing became steady. Before drifting off i felt a soft kiss on the top of my head and Luke whispering,
"I will always be here for you to protect you. After tonight, it was confirmed for me. Princess, you're the one."
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"Princess, you're the one"| Punk Luke Hemmings AU
FanfictionAbby was a shy and timid 18 year old girl. Her entire life changed one day when one boy sent her a text. "Princess, you're the one."