His hand brushes mine, causing me to shutter. He loves me, I know he does he just doesn't know how to show it, yea that's it he just doesn't know how. He leads down a dirt road, leading to the place we met, the warehouse. This is the place we met, this is the place I fell in love with this boy; the place where it all changed. I grab his hand and he stops walking, he turns around slowly, looking down at my hand in his and he speaks up. "Ellie, what are you doing?" He slowly intertwines our fingers. "I-I don't know, I-I'm sorry, l - uh shouldn't have; just-" l ramble but he cuts me off. "No no it's fine, I love you." He says. "I know." I whisper. "This world is going to hell Luke." I tell him. "And I'm single-handedly trying to fix it ." Is all he says.
