Cody has just lost the love of his life, Peyton. He' s losing his mind without her, just like how she lost hers.

"Dear Florence It's been two years now, and I miss you so much. I think about you every day, princess. I love you, Love, Luke xx." © QUEENARRY DO NOT DISTRIBUTE COVER MADE BY EVOUZAG LETTERS TO LUKE SEQUEL

❝Dear Luke, I wish things turned out differently, Luke. You have no idea how much I miss you. Love, Florence.❞ © QUEENARRY 2013 COVER MADE BY EVOUZAG PLAYLIST FOR LETTERS TO LUKE: http://8tracks.com/queenarry/letters-to-luke TRAILER MADE BY RACHEL_LAMPEROUGE HERE: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bBSnbBh5bIw&feature=youtu.be SEQUEL IS HERE: http://www.wattpad.com/story/13896102-letters-from-luke-%C2%BB-luke-hemmings-ltl-sequel

Peyton has no family. Her parents died in a car crash, her grandparents died a while ago and she's an only child. She's been to at least fifteen funerals in her lifetime, for family but now she only has one more funeral to go to. Her own.

"If you truly loved someone you won't become their enemy. You will become their guardian angel." -Shannon L. Alder

I wrapped my legs around waist, pressing my body closer. My arms snaked around his neck as he slipped his around my waist, pushing me hard against the wall. I bit his lips as his chest pressed against mine, making him smile against my lips, “Like that, huh?” He smirked before pressing his lips against mine. He nibbled along my bottom lip and I eagerly opened my mouth. I moaned into his mouth as his taste exploded into my mouth. He suddenly grabbed my thighs, lifting me away from the wall and walking towards the bed, never once breaking the kiss. He lay me down on the bed slowly lowering himself down on top of me, being careful to take his weight. His hands moved up from my thighs and slipped up my top, making my hips buck up slightly. “Are you sure you want to?” Luke mumbled breathlessly. “Mmmm” I responded, not wanting him to stop. “I never expected you to be the friends with benefits type.” Luke smirked, his breath blowing across my face, making the hair on the back of my neck stand up. “People surprise you.” (Completed)