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I pressed the accept button and a cute, smiling blonde boy appeared on my screen. I felt myself smiling and was certain when I saw myself in the little box.

He was beautiful. Honestly one of the most beautiful people I've ever seen, and there is a lot of people in New York. He has a smile that warms you, his hair looks so fluffy and cute. He looks like the person who would cheer you up, even when you don't want to be. He has a lip ring which he bit when he first appeared, perfect.

Only then did I realise all flaws, my wonky teeth, my pale skin, the way my skin wrinkles. I suddenly felt really self-conscious and put the hood of my onesie up.

"Hey put the hood down I wanna see your cute face." That was the first thing he said in his Australian accent, his laughing echoing in my room. If you judged people on how they sounded, Luke would be a king.

"S- sorry, I'm ugly and yeah." I stuttered, becoming really shy. Although I did take my hood off, but replaced it by tying my hair up.

"Let me tell you this, you are the prettiest, cutest girl I have ever seen, and Australia is pretty big. Cutie." He reassured me, adding cutie on the end.

I felt so content just looking at him, even though a screen.

"Not to bad yourself. Penguin boy." I giggled.

"I'm sorry but your accent and giggle are just too cute, I cannot get over it." He gushed, holding his cheeks whilst grinning like an idiot. My idiot.

"You literally have the cutest smile I need to take a picture." He said before taking a picture on his phone.

I then got a notification on my phone saying that I had just been tagged in a post, sure enough it was the picture of me with the caption:

Face timing with this cutie
LissyStyles - LukeyHoran

"Lukey why did you put that up? I look ugly." I complained using his nickname.

"Hey you called me Lukey, I officially love you so much-" He said before getting cut off.

"Who do you love so much?" Another voice said, Luke suddenly went very quiet.

"No one Mum." He said quickly.

"Doesn't sound like no one, I just want to know. If you don't tell me, I'll come in." The voice, Luke's Mum, replied sternly.

"She's just a friend, don't you dare come in." He shouted angrily before facing again.

"You okay?" I asked, trying to hide laughter.

"Hey don't laugh at me, Alicia. Anyways were was I?" He said, Also nearly laughing.

"How dare you call me Alicia, you have no right. And you were just expressing your love for me." I laughed.

Damn what this boy does to me.

"Oh yeah, I was going to say I wanna hug you and tell you that you are a very important person." He smiled his face representing the blushing emoji.

"Same... If only New York wasn't so far away." I sighed, sadness filling me.

"I know but one day we will meet, in the future when things aren't so crazy and I will hug you and look after you because you mean so much to me." He said comforting me. I gave him a sad smile, and fiddled with the sleeves of my onesie.

"Anyway important question, favourite drink from Starbucks?" He asked the same smile appearing.

"Ah well you see in the summer the classic Chocolate Creme ️️️️Frappuccino is perfect, but in the winter I normally go for Pumpkin Spice Latte." I answered laughing at his random question.

"I never knew you were such a white girl, with your Pumpkin Spice Latte." He laughed as well.

At around three am, me and Luke finally said goodbye. I turned my laptop off ready for the three hour sleep.

When I woke up I felt more dead than usual, like someone had just killed me and I'd finally woken up in the pits of hell.

I smiled at the text message Luke sent me, then started getting dressed. I went for my normal black look, with a Misfits tee, but put a burgundy beanie on.

I put my headphones in the walked out the door, not even bothering to check on in my Dad.

I went and got my Starbucks then walked to the bus stop before actually drinking the beverage. I let the hot drink fill my body with warmth, waking me up.

When I got to school everyone was looking at me, probably because of yesterday or they always do, but today I'm noticing it more. I think the latter.

In the form room my teacher came over to me, despite my silent, desperate prayers to God.

"Hello Alicia I heard about yesterday, are you alright?" She asked concerned.

"Erm... Yeah I'm fine." I muttered.

She then walked away, and left the classroom.

"Hey look it the weirdo who freaked out in History." A boy shouted from across the room.

I immediately shrunk in my seat, only to be pulled up by a tight hand. I felt a fist connect with my face, multiple times. I was then dropped and received what felt like hundred and kicks in my stomach. I thought was over until someone pulled me by my hair, then let go and watched my head hit the ground.

Then the world went black.

AN: They Skyped! I really like this chapter because Luke is so cuteeeee

Omg Lissy at the end :oooooo

I can't believe I already have 160 reads :o Thank you so much and please continue to comment and vote :))))))

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