shy ; l.hemmings

epilogue

song for this chapter: thinking out loud - ed sheeran

-luke's pov- // a month and a half later //

i see her laughing. the way she dips her head down and covers her face with her hands. how she squeezes her eyes shut and smiles with her teeth showing.

i take a breath out. she's beautiful.

it's been a month since i've seen her, she wears no glasses now. i assume she has gotten contacts and threw away her glasses that were too big on her face. she hated those glasses with a passion, but i thought it looked very cute on her.

seeing her now in this cafe with a guy makes my heart pound. i don't know he is, i don't want to know who he is. i suddenly feel less confident now as i see her with him. she looks at the guy with curiosity like she was actually interested in their conversation. the guy she's with talks to her with such sincerity and kindness, i just want to punch him in the face and tell him she's mine. i should be the one making her smile like that and make at her look at me with such caring eyes.

i miss her. and i hate that she's with him than me. i hate him.

i see her look at me in the corner of her eye. she blinks in confusion and murmurs something to the guy she's with. she comes out of the booth and walks towards my direction. i put both of my hands behind my back so she wouldn't see the item i am holding.

"luke, hi. what are you doing here?" she breathes out. she has walked towards my direction, leaving the guy she's with in the booth. i don't know what to say as i look into her eyes.

"i'm meeting with the guys here. i guess i came a little early seeing they're not here." i lie instead. she smiles a little. it isn't the same smile she gave to the guy earlier. it seemed like a pity smile, and i have no idea why she gave me that smile.

"what are you doing here? are you on a date?" i awkwardly ask. she looks back at where the guy sits typing away on his phone. she looks back at me and opens her mouth slightly, seeming like she doesn't know what to say.

"luke, you don't have to be awkward. and yea, i'm on a- date." she says softly, looking in my eyes. i blink several times trying to comprehend her words. i have a loss of words as she spoke. i nod lowering my head down.

"that's great. um i guess the guys are not coming here anyways, i'll see you later." i immediately turn around and and put both my hands in front of me.

i walk out of the cafe and start walking towards my car with disgust and sadness. i don't ever want to see her again. i will never like anyone like i liked her again. i will never-

"luke you cant just fucking leave me like that!" i hear someone shout at me. i turn around and see her. the wind blows her hair around making it cover her face. she moves her hair aside and runs to me. i gulp and try to take out the unnecessary thoughts i am currently having.

"go back to your date. you don't need me, you never needed me." i quietly say to her. she looks at me like im crazy as i say that.

"i dont need you? i never needed you? luke, are you fucking out of your mind?! i needed you when i was too fucking scared to do that fucking presentation alone. i needed you to help me write the most awesomest song for it. i needed you when you fled away from our group of friends to those popular shits. i needed you when our friends didn't believe you'd ever come back to us. i needed you the day of our presentation and you didn't show up, well almost didn't thank you very much." she blows a piece of hair off her face. i look at her with astonishment. she needed me.

"luke, you're crazy if you ever thought i didn't need you. without you i wouldn't be... wouldn't be me. do you understand how much you impacted my life?" she asks me frustration clear in her voice. i dont say anything to her. she gives out a cry of defeat and paces back and forth looking at me. she murmurs to herself things i cant understand.