CAN WE JUST TAKE A SECOND TO IMAGINE GETTING INTO A FIGHT WITH LUKE? HE WOULD PUSH YOU AGAINST THE WALL AND JUST HOLD YOU THERE, YOU WOULD TRY TO GET OUT OF HIS GRIP BUT HE JUST HOLDS YOU TIGHTER AND LEANS INTO YOU AND WHISPER-SINGS "DON'T MOVE, HONEY." AND SMIRKS AT YOU.
DON'T MIND ME, I'M JUST GONNA GO DIE NOW!
Okay, if your brain isn't mush and full of feels at the moment, you will understand this next bit. If not, then good luck.
Haha, I have enjoyed writing this book so frigging much! But Wattpad only allows you to do two hundred chapters, and this is the two hundredth!
So I'm gonna start a new book called: More Random 5SOS Shit, so please go check it out!
See ya soon
