Luke

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"Oh my god I'm so sorry!!" I say.

He laughs. "It's okay love."

"No, really. I wasn't watching where I was going. It's my fault."

Smiling, he says "What's your name?"

"Annaliese Wilson."

"Annaliese. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl."

I blush profusely. Looking down I say, "Thank you."

"I'm Luke."

"I know. Oh, God, that sounds creepy. I didn't mean it like that. Me and my best friend JoLynn are big fans of 5SOS. That's it."

He laughs. Dang, why can't I stop talking??

"Here, I'll walk with you to baggage claim."

"Okay."

"So, Annaliese, where are you staying?"

"Um, I don't really know. I hadn't planned that far."

"Wait, you travelled all the way here not even planning where you would stay?"

"Yeah..." Great. Now he thinks I'm stupid.

"Well if you need to you can stay at my house. I have tons of room."

"Really? Thanks!" I say a little too enthusiastically. Why are my palms sweating?

"That's strange. I don't know."

"Wait did I say that out loud?" I say burying my face in my arms.

"It's okay. Mine are too," he says. His face turns a light shade of red. At least I'm not the only one.

When we reach baggage claim he carries my bag.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"My house, of course."

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