Bro Code : Luke Hemmings IN EDITING

Chapter Thirty-Six

Sorry for the wait once again. I was overwhelmed! But I'm back for good lol. new chapters every week. Tired of losing readers for lack of updates.

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Luke's POV

I feel my stomach tightening in the dark hole I've just created. I didn't mean to say it. I mean, I meant it, but I knew it would freak her out, so I was trying to save it for another couple months, if we ever got there. I look into her big brown eyes sorting through the emotions. I can't tell if she's happy or if she's weirded out that I said it so soon. Her hands are brought to my cheeks, cupping them as she brings her lips back down to mine. This is good. This is very good.

"I love you," she whispers sweetly against my lips.

I pull back and look at her better, "I tried to save it, but my mouth had other ideas." She laughs, a blush creeping onto her soft cheeks. I set her feet to the ground, keeping my arms tight around her slim waist. A dark strand of silky hair falls in front of her eyes and I tuck it behind her ear. I don't want anything to ever cover those beautiful eyes that mean so much to me.

"I knew there was something more to me and you. I kept thinking what was drawing me to you every single day because it clearly isn't the looks.." she taunts.

"You're so funny!" I tickle her side quickly, keeping a strong hand around her so she doesn't escape. I've been feeling this way for so long, it's a relief for her to know how I feel and to know that she feels the same way as I do. "I think I've loved you since that stupid party. I couldn't stop thinking about you, the way it felt when we kissed. It wasn't a coincidence. Do you know what it feels like to be heartbroken over someone you don't even really know?" she shakes her head subtly. "Terrible. I didn't know anything about you and then you just walked away from me with Michael. I had no reason to be upset, but I was. Then when you called me and said you had no idea what happened that night, I was so pissed. Somewhere inside of me, I knew you were going to either half remember it or not at all, I was just hoping that I was wrong."

"If it makes you feel better, I would've known that minute if I had remembered the party. I guarantee," she says.

"Maybe," I smile.

"I knew on the photobooth date, when we went with Ashton and Fenmore. I kept asking you on fake dates because I didn't know if you liked me, but I knew you liked making Michael mad, so I stuck to it to hang out with you more. Then we got in the booth and you told me you wouldn't do it anymore..the dates. To me, every single one of those dates were real," she says. Her tone is gentle and I can tell that she's being honest by the way her voice cracks in every couple of words. "Then when you kissed me that day, wow.. I didn't know that it could even be true; the fireworks, the feeling of someones lips being to perfect against your own. I thought that was all made up in the movies, then I met you." Her lips pull into a smile at the end of her sentence.

As I guy, I don't think I should be feeling the way that I am; like my whole entire world just fit their missing puzzle pieces together, like I can breath properly for the first time in three years. All it took was one girl, one simple, amazing girl to show me how to be happy, forget all the hard times I've dealt with.

I leave a tender kiss on her forehead, breathing in deeply, letting it all hit me: my life is so good.

"Hold on, my mom is calling me," she says, waiting for me to drop my arms, and I do, but only enough for her to grab her phone.

"Yes, mommy," she says, making me laugh.

..."Why so soon?"

..."Okay, whatever you say."