Mrs All American - luke

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Well the wedding went great, to be completely honest, and my cousin looked beautiful. I hadn't seen her since I moved to New York and I hadn't realized how much I missed her. She became the little sister I never had shortly after my parents died. My cousin and her parents moved into my house after the accident. We grew incredibly close and always talked about the future.

I didn't plan on moving across the United States, it was never my intention until a month before graduation. My uncle Matthew wasn't too fond of the idea because moving to New York meant I would be very lonely. Either way, they respected my decision and even though I was excited to move away, I was sad I was leaving my cousin.

We always talked about going to the same college after graduating, but of course that all changed. She had the high school experience everyone dreamed about. She had a high school sweetheart. Her high school sweetheart was pronounced her husband today. They got engaged last year.

And while the wedding was beautiful and I loved having Dylan with me here, I couldn't stop thinking about Luke. I really did wish he could have come with me, despite how ridiculous that sounds.

At the reception, every single one of my relatives keeps asking me, "Is this your boyfriend?" And they point at Dylan next to me, who just tries not to laugh every time. I just shake my head, because it'd be incredibly awkward for me to say that he's actually my ex boyfriend.

So it's now time for the bride and groom dance. They dance to a beautiful song and I see my aunt crying. I've always wondered what my wedding will be like if I ever get married. I try not to think about it much, because it makes me sad that my dad won't walk me down the isle and that my mom won't cry as she watches me from her seat. My mom won't get to watch me try on dresses and help me figure out the details of my wedding. These will be things that my uncle and aunt will do with me and even though I love them with my all, it just won't be as special.

"Samantha, honey, go have a dance with Lily," my aunt tells me when she walks up to me.

So I nod my head and walk over to my cousin. She's shed many tears of happiness tonight and quite honestly, I hope I don't do the same. But as soon as we start to dance, I see how happy she is and it's overwhelming.

"Thank you so much for doing this, Sam. I don't know what I would have done without you being here," she tells me and blinks away tears.

"You know I wouldn't miss it for the world," I assure her and she smiles. "The wedding was beautiful, Lily. I'm so happy for you."

"Thank you," she sighs. "And thanks for dealing with me and all my breakdowns."

"You don't have to thank me, I know you'll do the same for me one day," I joke and she laughs.

"So you and Dylan again?" Lily asks me, giving me a suspicious look.

Lily was the first person I called after Dylan and I ended things. She listened to me rant for about three hours and then comforted me, telling me things would be okay.

"No, we're honestly just friends. It's nothing," I tell her and I notice that he's actually dancing with Lily's mom.

"So there's no boy at the moment?" Lily asks me and I shrug. "Tell me!"

"Well, I mean, I don't even know what to call us. He says he likes me, but he's really difficult," I say. I honestly wish I could sit down with Lily all night and tell her about Luke, but obviously that's not going to happen.

"Aren't all guys difficult?" Lily asks me and I laugh quietly. "Does he drive you crazy?"

"Insane," I tell her.

"Then don't give up just yet. The ones that drive you crazy are worth it sometimes," she says and I nod.

And then I say something that makes my stomach drop, "I think I.. love him. Maybe."

"Do you think he loves you back?"

"No."

"He might, you know, one day. And it might be difficult for him to accept it, but he'll realize it and when he does, don't let him push you away," how wise she is is far beyond me. Maybe she's good at these things because she knows what love is. I did once with Dylan. I think.

"But what if he doesn't ever accept it? What if he doesn't ever love me at all?" I know talking about this is crazy and maybe a little stupid, but I can't help it.

Lily shrugs. "Then he'll just end up breaking his own heart."

*****

"Sam, I had so much," Dylan slurs as I help him into the guest bedroom of my old home. It's now quarter to three in the morning and Dylan is wasted. "Your aunt is so nice. I charmed her pants off."

"That's nice, Dylan," I laugh and help him lay on the bed, pulling the sheets over him. "Okay, I need to get to bed-"

"No! Stay, I wanna talk to you," he whines and pulls me by the arm so that I'm sitting on the bed beside him.

"Okay," I laugh and his hand runs up and down my arm, "talk to me."

"Your family's wine so good, oh my gosh," he practically groans. "Anyway, can we talk about Luke?" He mumbles and shifts on the bed so he's facing me. He tucks his hands under the side of his face as I give him a slow nod. "Do you like him, Sammy?"

"Yes, Dylan. I like him a lot," I sigh and kick off my heels. My feel are killing me. I usually don't ever wear heels for that long.

"I'm glad you do, I'm happy for you," he says. "But remember who he is."

I sigh deeply. "He'll break my heart, won't he, Dylan?" I whisper.

"I think so, Sam, but not intentionally," he answers.

"Do you think I can prevent it?" I ask him.

"I don't know, maybe. If you care too much, there won't be anything you can do about it."

But I do care too much. I always do.
"So what should I do?"

"Enjoy what you have with him right now, don't think about what might happen. Just..." He pauses and let's out a small yawn. "Do what feels right. Don't think. Don't ever care too much that you might forget to care about yourself."

Just before I can say anything, he starts to snore quietly and I bite on my bottom lip. I really don't know where the conversation came from. I'm so used to being disappointed that whenever something good is happening, I feel like something bad is bound to happen.

But with Luke, I don't know what could possibly happen.

a/n: tbh I love dylan he's so nice to sam (◕‿◕✿) im soz about this chapter it was more of a filler and im in a terrible mood bye