All night I had endlessly tried calling Luke but he had never picked up his fucking phone. So, I had mostly spent my night burning through the gas in my car while just driving around the city and thinking.
I had thought about Luke and his crystal blue eyes that had gazed into mine countless times. I had thought about his laugh and the way he ran his fingers through his hair. And I had thought about his lip ring and the way it had felt against my lips when I had kissed him on the beach that one night.
I missed him, and I felt so bad for walking out on him for the second time, despite his crazy proposal and the fact I had had every reason to leave. Yeah, sometimes he didn't use his brain but I loved him for it anyways.
I loved the way he called me 'Hal' instead of 'Hally' like Jesse always had.
Jesse. I had gone back to him a time of weakness. I knew if Luke ever found out it would hurt him so bad. But I would have to tell him at some point. That is, if he would even take me back. I had left him twice in such a short span of time. By now I was a flight-risk. Not to mention I had ignored him all week. How was he ever going to forgive me?
I kept trying to think of the things I could say to him when I saw him again but nothing seemed to sound right.
And after miles of driving and thinking, I had went to his mother's house at five in the morning and told her everything from Luke and I's little secret to my father's big one. The saddest part of telling her about my dad was the fact that I knew I had to do it all myself. Because I knew he never would. He was a coward and a loser just like Jesse.
Liz had taken it pretty well, and when I asked her where Luke was she had told me he had went over to Calum's. Why hadn't I thought of that?
After having breakfast with her, I took off to go find Luke at Calum's. I still felt so bad for her.
I was five minuets away, and I was holding my breath. I hoped he was still there and if not, wherever he was, I hoped he was okay.
I was pulling into Calum's driveway when I almost hit a car pulling out of it. I was so consumed in my thoughts I had barley seen it coming. That's when I realized it was Luke's car.
Quickly, I put the car in park and got out of my car. I helplessly began to run towards his car without thinking.
"Luke!" I screamed and he rolled down his window and looked behind him.
His hair was ruffled and messy and he had dark bags under his eyes. Despite this, he still looked handsome.
"Hal?" He croaked in a hoarse voice. "What are you... What are you doing here?"
"I came to tell you about my dad and to apologize for leaving and for what happened with Jesse and for telling your mom and for ignoring you and for, oh god, everything!" I blurted in the middle of the driveway in an equally hoarse voice. He blinked rapidly and, without saying a word, he cut off his car engine and got out of it.
"Hal," he repeated walking toward me. "What are you talking about? I've-"
"I'm talking about-"
"..missed you!" He carried on with his sentence. I stopped talking as he cupped my face in his hands and looked down on me. His eyes sparkled in the early sunlight and a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. I thought he was going to kiss me for a second, but he didn't.
"Luke," I cried. "I've missed you too, but there's something I need to tell you..."
"What is it?" Luke said, dropping his hands to his sides again. "Why are you here? You haven't talked to me all week."
"I know and I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you about something that happened last night..." I trailed off, looking down at my feet in embarassment at my father.
"Oh. Is that it?" He said with a large amount of disappointment.
"No, that's not it. I have quite a lot to tell you,Luke." I began.
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the promise ➳ hemmings
Fanfiction| Promises are just very sincere lies. We make them thinking that we'll keep them. But in time, our motivation to keep them fades-- just like the hope and trust others had in us that they wouldn't. It's just sad to think that's what our relationship...
