"Why do you like me?" I asked out of the blue. She looked at me through her lashes, a faint smile crossed her face. "That's nonsense." She said, her answer hits my face hard. What does she mean? "What?" I whispered. "I don't," she said seeming serious about it. "Oh." It was the only thing that escaped my lips. I squeezed her hand lightly. She squeezed it back. "Because I love you," she trailed off. I can feel my face lighting up brightly. Her face glimmered in a way. "I love you because you're you and no one can ever replace a Luke Hemmings like you."