Chapter 27

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I remember the crash. It turns out I went into a coma on impact.

I was in that coma for 4 months.

During that time, I guess I was dreaming. I was in one continuous dream for 4 months.

Luke finally heard what happened to me 2 days before I woke up.

He couldn't get on a plane right away because he had a concert but right after, he went on a plane straight to my hospital yesterday.

He stayed next to my bedside since he got here. He talked to me about a lot of things. I think I was listening while I was in my coma because he retold me what he said happened and a lot of it in my 'dream'.

He told me that he always wanted to go on a date with me during high school. A really cool one, like going on a picnic on a starry night.

He told me how sometimes he thought about suicide. That sometimes, the hate really gets to him. Bad comments, mean words or posts. Anything that was hurtful, really hurt him.

He told me that he had to hide his pain. He kept his smile for his fans and the boys. He told them he was okay, that he was always tired from everything that's been happening; interviews, concerts, meet and greets, traveling.

I asked him that if he wasn't happy, why was he still doing the rock star thing.

He told me that a couple haters wasn't enough for him to end his career. He's wanted to do what he's doing now since he knew how to talk.

"This is all I want to do. This is all I ever want to do." he said.

He was staring at me now, no emotion on his face.

"Did you really meant it Luke?"

"Mean what?"

I took a breath. "Did you really mean it when...when you said you loved me?"

He grabbed my hand and looked me straight in the eye.

"Azalea Thorne, I know that I, Luke Robert Hemmings, have fallen truly, madly, deeply in love with everything little thing about you."

He let go of my hand.

"I love you, Lea."

"I love you, Luke."

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