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Luke's P.O.V

"Hollie?" I asked. I wanted to ask about why she winced earlier. Why she wouldn't tell me about it. Did she not trust me? I couldn't deal with that, I needed to know that she would be able to tell me anything.

The rain battered down onto my windscreen and I almost scoffed at the typicality. Of course it was raining.

"Luke?" she mocked me. I couldn't help but smile, even in the worst situations she made me smile. But when I looked at her there was hidden sorrow in her eyes and I gulped, I hated that she felt like she had to pretend around me. Surely we were past that? All I wanted was for her to be herself around me, to open up and to be her. Only her.

"When did you last relapse?" I asked. I remembered the first time in the hallway when I had found out and my world shattered around me. I didn't admit it until recently but I liked Hollie, a lot. And seeing her so broken killed me.

"Um..." I wasn't having her close up again. I needed her to trust me. I needed her to feel like she could.

"Hollie please, I saw you wince when I grabbed your arms earlier," I stated. I saw her freeze out of the corner of my eyes. When I looked at her she was staring out of the window, frozen and scared. I hated myself for asking her but I needed to know.

"Yesterday." Shit. I should've text her, phoned her, anything to try and keep her happy. But instead I was just thinking about how I should start it. I hadn't spoken to her and she had relapsed. I tightened my jaw and my grip on the steering wheel, feeling upset and angry at myself.

"Wh-" I couldn't finish.

"Luke can we please not right now? I'm really not in the mood to talk about it." Of course she wasn't. I know I shouldn't, but I blamed myself completely. I slowed down as the lights turned red. I looked at her, for some kind of comfort, for me and her but she turned her head and just looked away. I thought I saw her tear up and my heart basically shattered. How could I let this happen? I was meant to be here for her. Helping her. I was no good for her. I never would be. She needed someone like Ashton, who could look after her, make memories with her and wouldn't fuck things up and cause arguments.

Yet I couldn't bring myself to let her go. It was like a bad romantic teen movie. And we were the characters. But this time I felt like I was never going to get the girl.

She started up a normal conversation and I tried to get lost in it, rather than over thinking but it was hard, but she seemed to loosen up and that was all that mattered to me.

"Luke you didn't answer me earlier." I loved to hear her day my name. It just made me feel warm inside. I'm sure it wasn't normal but it did and I loved it. It was forever my favorite thing. But then I heard the rest of the sentence. I looked at her then quickly back at the road. I knew what she was talking about. "Luke..." There it was again. I could die listening to that sound.

"Didn't answer what?" I said, suddenly speeding up slightly to try and get through the lights, I didn't want to answer the question because it meant I had to lie to her again. I didn't want to confess my feelings when I wasn't sure of them yet, and I knew she didn't fully trust me.

(Play long way home now (trust me))

"Do you mean what you said when you said just friends?" she asked. I tried to hear any kind of hint in her voice but there was none.

"Uh- I guess so..." I prolonged the 'o' but it was the worst lie I had ever said. I knew she would probably be able to tell, but from the look on her face I could tell she couldn't. I didn't want to drop her home and let her be. I wanted to stop the car right then, get out and kiss her. Tell her everything was okay when she was with me. So I did.

I saw a stop sign and pulled up.

"Luke you know the stop signs don't mean actually pull over right?" she said, trying to joke but I could tell her voice was shaky and unsure.

I got out of the car, the rain continuing to pour and walked over to her side of the car. My clothes that were already damp became soaked. 

It was late so there was no one else on the back roads at this time, we had no danger of being hit or caught.

"Get out," I said. It was authoritative but gentle at the same time. To me Hollie was the most precious thing in the world. If anything happened to her I think I would have to do the same to myself and thinking she hurt herself because she thought she wasn't good enough... It killed me. She was perfect.

"Luke, we're in the middle of nowhere," she moaned. I felt my legs go weak, and it wasn't because of my skinny and now clingy jeans.

"Please," I softened my voice completely.

She began to unbuckle her seat belt and she swung her legs around so they were facing me. I gently put my hands around her waist and lifted her out into the rain with me.

"What are we doing?" she questioned.

"Do you trust me?" I asked. I meant it in numerous ways and I knew she knew that.

"Yes." She didn't even hesitate and I could feel my grin growing and almost reaching my ears.

I walked her to the bonnet of the car as I heard my favorite song start playing on the radio. I carefully placed her down so she was sitting on it, her legs open and me in between them.

"Seriously Luke what are yo-" I didn't let her finish. My seven seconds of courage had started. I felt my heart flutter as I took her cheeks in my hands, her warmth already giving me butterflies. I lent forward and placed my chaste lips to hers.

The rain poured down onto us, getting even heavier, but I didn't care. Hollie deepened the kiss and I returned the favor like my life depended on it. I heard the water hit the car and my headlights switched off, leaving us in darkness. But I could still see Hollie, it was like she lit up my whole life, with her sarcastic, annoying, hilarious self.

Finally I pulled away.

"But I thought you said-" she started. Her smile was almost as big as mine but I knew she was confused as well.

"I lied," I said, quickly shaking my hair and letting the droplets spray out. She smiled like a child on Christmas and I don't think I had ever been so happy. "So Hollie the question now is... Do you think we should be just friends?" She wrapped her legs tightly around mine and pulled me in once again, her hands finding my hair as we were face to face. She shook her dripping head.

"Definitely not," she stated. With that I crashed our lips back together and lent her down on the front of the car. The moment couldn't be more perfect even if there was a mountain of food next to us.

"Do you think we should go home now?" I asked her. She hummed in response and once again I lifted her up and placed her in the car.

As I walked around to my side I couldn't help but jump slightly with happiness. It wasn't fully official yet but our dysfunctional relationship had worked out and finally, I knew she liked me back. That she trusted me. And I couldn't be happier about it.

A/N: Sooooo double update! I thought I'd let you know what little Luke is thinking about all of this

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