Roses are Red // l.h.

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{Rose's P.O.V.} {edited}

The cold air was crisp even though it was noon already. I shivered hugging myself walking farther down the street. I was on my way to meet Luke at Starbucks. I see the sign and turn into the shop immediately feeling the warmth spread throughout my body. I take a deep breath out and scan the cafe for Luke, and I feel my heart seize when my eyes aren't met with his blue ones. He probably is just a few minutes late, I'll just order a coffee and if he isn't here in 10 minutes I'll leave. I walk up to the barista, she smiles at me and asks what I want. I end up getting a vanilla hot chocolate and a flower sugar cookie. I sit down at a small table for two at the back and bite into my cookie. 

Five minutes have passed and Luke still isn't here. Of course he wouldn't be here, that was obviously a sick joke, he wouldn't want to be seen with me ever. I sigh and start to get up out of my chair but right at that moment the door opens and no other than Luke Hemmings walks in. He spots me and smiles slowly jogging over to where I am sat. His nose and cheeks are pink from the cold and he is wearing a grey beanie, black skinny jeans, and an expensive looking black coat.

"Hey Rose I am so sorry I am late my bus came late and I'm-" I cut him off with a hand wave.

"No no it's fine, it doesn't matter," I say taking another bite of my cookie. He smiles again then walks over to the barista leaving me alone. My phone vibrates and I pull it out , it was a text from an unknown number and it reads: Are you dead yet? I can't focus on my school work in class with your ugly face there. I sigh and delete the text, putting my phone away as Luke sits down. He smiles at me again, taking out his phone and placing it on the table.

"What did you get?" I ask shyly pointing at his drink, awkwardly making small talk.

"Oh, its a Pumpkin Spice Latte, what about yours?"

"Vanilla hot chocolate, I've never had a pumpkin spice latte," I say quietly. Luke's eyes widen and his mouth drops.

"You've never had a pumpkin spice latte?" he asks with emphasized sass and I shrug.

"Nope," I say taking a sip of my hot chocolate.

"This is unacceptable," he states throwing his hands in the air and then pushing his cup towards me.  I let out a breath and took the cup to my nose, smelling the spicy aroma. I took a sip and it was my turn for my eyes to widen.

"Whoa," I say handing the drink back to Luke.

"Good isn't it," he says taking a swig. For about another half an hour we chat and I am pretty proud of myself, I have only stuttered a few times. It also helps that he's natural at holding conversation. We walk from the Starbucks to my house, and start on the science project right away.

(a few hours later)

I sit on the floor with all the pieces of your project lied out before us, everything finished we just need to glue everything together. 

"Hmm, we can put this here first-", I say reaching for a label and I'm cut off when I hear a gasp come from Luke.I whip my head towards him, and he's staring at me with sad eyes.

"What are those?" he asks. His gaze follows my arm and I follow his gaze. When I reached for the label my sleeve had rode up my arm exposing the scars on my wrist, and some of them were fresher. I squeak and pull my sleeve down hiding the scars once again.

A/N

I HOPE THIS WAS GOOD ITS KINDA LATE AT NIGHT RN