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PLEASE PLAY THE MUSIC IN THE VIDEO!!! and Kathleen, read slowly.

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LUKE'S POV

I woke up and did the usual. As I was getting ready to walk out the door, I heard Michael say,

"You never explained to me why you kissed her."

I turned around, and our eyes met. He lifted his eyebrows,waiting for me to answer.

I sighed. I was hoping I wouldn't
have to explain, I wish he had just forgotten about it.

I couldn't get out of this one. I had no excuse to why I couldn't
explain. The truth is that I don't
know why I keep kissing Leigh.
She just fills me with warmth, love, happiness, and a feeling of being cared for. She reminded me of my mother, but in a more affectionate
way.

I realised I still hadn't answered him. He started to walk closer to me, then stopped once his face was a few inches away from my own.

I looked down, then back up to his eyes.

"I love her."

He gave me a 'duh' expression.

"No shit Sherlock."

He didn't understand what I mean't.

"No! You don't get it! She is the
reason I am happy, without her, I
would be constantly stressed,
depressed, and just...feeling like
complete shit. She keeps me confident! I know I am still an insecure, awkward, ugly, loser, but I forget all about that when she is around. She makes me feel unlike anyone else. I love her soooo much. And I get so confused, because I don't know if I romantically love her, or if I love her like a daughter-"

I felt a tear run down my cheek, I didn't even realise I was crying.
I saw Michael look at me with an expression mixed with confusion, anger, understanding, and worry.
I noticed a tear in his eye. I leaned closer to him, where our noses were touching, and stared into his eyes. I lightly kissed him, and I walked out of the door.(look at picture^^^)

I got into my car, and started it. I drove to the hospital, hoping that once I got there, I would get some good news.

(AT HOSPITAL)

I walked in, and went to the front
counter.

Their was a woman with obvious
breast implants and bright pink
lips.

"Hi! How can I help you?"

"I'm here to see a patient.."

"Name?"

"Leigh Rose Hood-"

"No, I meant your name."

"Oh,"

That's unusual, usually they ask for my name last, but maybe this is easier for her.

"Lucas Robert Hemmings, I am
her guardian.."

She typed something on the
computer then told me the room
number. I said thank you, and
speed walked my way to her room.

I don't know how I keep managing
to forget her room number, but I
do.

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I walk in and see her eating something in bed.

She looked up and smiled.

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