chapter ten

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Chapter Ten. Day Twenty- Two.

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"Mikey?" Luke asked, holding my hand. "Yes, love?" I asked.

"Will, you sing for me?" Luke asked, sounding as of he was on the verge of tears.

"What's wrong?" I asked, sitting up. "Just sing." He pleaded.

I pulled him into my chest as I began to let out the soft notes of my voice.

"Give me love like him, 'cause lately I've been waking up alone. Paint splattered tear drops on my shirt, told you I'd let them go."

His grip loosed on my shirt as he laid he head on my shoulder.

"And I'll fight my corner, maybe tonight I'll call ya. After my blood, turns into alcohol. No, I just want to hold ya."

He looked me in the eye, a pure smile on his face, our fingers still intertwined.

"Give a little time to me or burn this out, we'll play hide and seek to turn this around. All I want is the taste that your lips allow." We both sang, his lips growing closer and closer to mine.

He closed the gap between us, pushing his lips into mine. I kissed back, with such passion and love. This was the only way I could show it.

I pushed him on his back, as his hands went down to my waist.

When we parted, he had the most adorable smile ever. "I wish we did the more." He whispered.

I smiled, "we should." I said. He pulled me in, our lips connecting once more.

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Dear diary,

Lucas Robert Hemmings is a great kisser.

Sincerely,

Micheal :)

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