wrong number [lucas j zumann]

part 25

a few days passed and lucas and lyla had become even closer than before, they always went on walks, holding hands to go get coffee, or they would hangout in the hotel of each where they were staying, as they were still filming. everywhere lyla went, lucas followed. they had a strong bond, and strong connection for one another.
lyla woke to the touch of someone's cold hand on her cheek. she fluttered her eyes open to see the dreamy boy she had fallen in love with. she was shocked that he was here, wondering if they had accidentally fallen asleep while lucas was painting lylas nails last night. she looked down at her hand, it was half painted, with a shiny gold color.
"lucas"
she whined
"we forgot to paint the rest"
she said, whipping her hand in his direction so he could take a look.
"here give me the polish, i'll finish them up"
he smiled, lyla then handing him the polish. the polish was cold and it gave lyla a weird feeling, but as a few minutes went by, lucas was finished.

"want to go visit the bridge?"
i questioned, sounding like a little child.
"sure, but breakfast first?"
he asked, sticking out his bottom lip for more of a puppy dog affect. it worked and i caved in, grabbing his hand as he pulled me off of my bed to grab my coat and boots, hat and gloves, not bothering to change from the warm pyjamas i had on.
we walked to costa in a happy silence, holding hands as the snow slowly fell from the rooftops, falling down onto our hats and coats.

we walked into costa and grabbed a light but filling breakfast. we ate and glanced at each other while smiling like little kids. nobody was at costa except for the two of us, since it was an early morning, around 5, nobody was up. i don't know why lucas had woken me up so early, but i hope it was worth it.
we finished up our breakfast and walked out of costa, walking in a silence and i blurted out,

"let's walk in the road, it will remind me of our recent memories"
i smiled as i said that, he turned a shade of pink and i couldn't tell if it was from the cold, or from my compliment, but i smiling and he was happy.

i walked on the side of the road, as he walked on long side me, i ran in the middle, making weird circles and figure eights.

i wasn't paying attention,

but the last thing i remember is my body slamming again the ground, and someone's car door opening, and a worried lucas, touching the sides of my face to see if i was okay, everything went a blur, until it was dark, and everyone was black.

authors note //
very important chapter !!