Him or his Best Friend

𝐂𝐡. 𝟔𝟏 | 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐮𝐤𝐚

Liya

*8 months later*

His fingers brush against my skin lightly, tucking my natural heavy curls behind my ear as we stand by this water fountain.

"You've always wanted to throw a coin in a fountain, didn't you?" Luka's soothing voice spoke with a gorgeous smile.

I was so mesmerised by the way his teeth shone bright. The way his lips curved in an adorable and hypnotising smile.

"God, you actually have memorised everything I've wanted to do," I gasped out with a small laugh.

He pats himself on the shoulder and says good job. My eyes turn into sparkling almonds. Mushing my lips together, I felt the blush rise in my cheeks whilst staring at him. Luka took a coin for the both of us out from his pocket and handed me one.

"Ladies first," he gentlemanly indicates his arm towards the fountain.

We were both in a gorgeous garden. A garden that seemed so heavenly and paradise-worthy. This fountain had sparkling water falling stunningly to the concrete and white doves shining with a light as they flew around us.

We both stood side by side. He threw his coin in first and I followed. I couldn't resist looking at him.

'I wish for this moment to freeze', my heart wished.

His lips curved into another smile as he made his wish with closed eyes.

"What did you wish for?" I asked impatiently when he opened his eyes and turned to me.

He gives out a little chuckle, holding my hand in his and taking me into the fountain. We were going to dance. The sound of the birds chirping and the water splashing on us seemed like a romantic melody.

"I wished for you to always be happy," he told, taking me into his arms.

My body melted into the security and loving heat. His eyes stared at me and adored me with purity. With love. I couldn't hold my eye contact with him. If I had I was going to be more in love with him than I already was. Stealing it away, I threw my head away from him to the side.

His lips placed a soft kiss against my jaw and trailed it towards my neck softly. Stretching outwards from his body, I took a few spins processing the ecstasy he left behind on my body. It was delicate and stamping, something that could scar my skin and soul together. Pulling me back into his body, our faces were so close.

Our eyes locked together. His crystal blue eyes sparkled brighter than these doves just for me. My arms snaked around his neck at that moment.

"What did you wish for?" he asks softly, his breath hitting my lips.

"I wish for this moment to freeze. Where it's just you with me," I responded, flipping my eyelids close like they were a switch.

"I wish I could make that come true for you," his voice sorrowed.

My eyes flung open again looking at him. Blinking furiously, I watched Luka delve into my lips with his soft peachy ones.

One soft passionate, loving and beautiful kiss it was. The warmth of honey and roses mixed on my lips so delicately. He held my body like it was fragile when I kissed him back.

What did he mean by he couldn't make this wish of mine come true? When our lips parted, I couldn't help but make a confession to him. A confession that was longing to be said to him.

"I love you," my voice softly uttered, afraid that if someone heard he'd be snatched away from me.

Or I'd be snatched away from him. His lips curved into a soft smile like he had already known I loved him.