WAYWARD 2: PERVERSE (Discontinued)

twenty

Double update BC its Christmas and I was long gone x

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"What did you j-just say?" His eyes widened.

"I said...I love you-" I muttered again.

"But you said you weren't ready and-"

"Luke Hemmings, I know what I said okay?" I chuckled.

"So does this mean that were back together?" The smile on his face was priceless and the way he is looking at me right now is breath taking. I want to pause this moment and keep releaving it.

I nodded.

"Holy shit! I swear to god I want to kiss you right now!" His voice was so loud,

"But you can't because my aunt and uncle are both just in the next room!" I placed my index finger on his lips once he started leaning closer.

"Its okay! Let then see how much we love each other" He teased placing both of his hands on my waist.

"Luke-" I laughed at his naughtiness.

"Okay okay!" He raised both of his hands on the air in defense, "If I only knew that preparing you this kind of waffle could bring us back together then I could've made you one sooner!" He joked making me roll my eyes at him.

*

Its almost past midnight and my hands couldn't stop sweating and shaking and this is my most hated time of the year.

I couldn't sleep and I've been keeping this a secret for almost half my existence.

Nobody knew about this for how would they? I kept it a secret for as long as I could remember.

It is now 12:13am of December 24th.

I claimed out of bed and ran towards the guest room where Luke was sleeping. I bounced on his bed and curled myself into a ball next to him. He woke up from all the noises that I've made.

"What's wrong?" He asked, placing his hand on my shaking body.

"Just one more minute" I muttered my lips trembling as the tears on my face started to wet the sheets.

"What's going on?" He asked confused and worried.

"Just one more minute-" I muttered again before passing out.

*

I woke up the next morning and was confused of where I was.

It took me a few minutes before I could recognize where I was. I was in the guest room and Luke was sitting on the chair beside me. He was holding a wash cloth in hand and he was snoring quietly.

I sat up carefully not to make any sound to not wake him but failed.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" He brushed his eyes with the back of his hand and sat on the bed.

"I'm doing fine."

"You had a fever last night. Why didn't you tell me you werent feeling okay?"

I didn't answer.

"Scott? Are you hiding something from me? I know that face-" He started.

I couldn't help but start sobbing.

"Hey, its okay..were okay-" He hugged me and I rested my tear stained cheeks on his neck breathing in his scent.

"Tell me what's wrong,"

"I'm not sure I'm ready. I've never told anyone about this even Lucas."

"You can trust me."