Cassidy’s POV
“I don’t know how to say it...”
I give him a reassuring smile and wait for him to continue.
“I dreamt that... when we got back from tour... I came back to find out you were gone...”
My smile slipped a little, his eyes searched mine, for any sign, and went on.
“I couldn’t find you, no one would tell me, like I lost you,” tears welled up and slipped down his cheeks.
I couldn’t help but wipe them away, and keep quiet.
“What was even worse was, that, I left without saying what I wanted to. And when you were gone, it made me feel worse, knowing that you left with the memory of me hurting you.”
Speechless, his teary eyes looked into mine.
I honestly didn’t know what to say, what to do.
“And it’s not much of a dream, more of reality...”
My hand found his, and I give him a small squeeze.
“Hey... I’m not going anywhere, I’ll stay right here... okay?” I give him a small smile, his hand returning a squeeze.
“I don’t want to lose you Cass...” his hand grips tighter on my hands, I could feel his pulse against my skin.
“Remember last year?”
I felt a knot in my stomach, a lump in my throat.
I nod slowly.
“I wish I never said those things...”
“Me too,” I whisper.
But my voice wouldn’t let anything come out.
I advert my eyes back to his, they were filled with regret, guilt, and a hint of something else.
Something I couldn’t recognize.
His mouth opens with hesitation, but he closes it and his eyes shift around my face.
I give him a last squeeze before letting go of his hand. “Wanna have another one of our infamous movie nights?”
He gives me a small smile and slides off the bed, and slinks towards the door.
I trail behind him, and a few clicks later, Ratatouille is playing.
The familiar Disney intro starts as we try to get comfortable in our spots.
A hear a small laugh from my side and I turn my attention to Luke.
His tears had dried up, leaving a small hint of what was the trail of tears on his cheeks.
He was arranging the fluffy pillows on the couch, creating a fort around us.
I smiled. “What?”
“I just noticed that you have so many pillows. They’re everywhere,” he grins.
I dropped one in my lap and throw the duvet on top, making it seem like I was pregnant.
“Why do you have so many?”
They’re there when I want someone to hug.
Something to hold.
Something to lean on.
Something that’s always there for me.
I smile, “They’re comfortable, and you could never have enough.”
We settle in and watch the TV light the dark room with life.
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You Promised (A Luke Hemmings FanFic)
FanfictionA year goes by. No calls. No texts. Long distance dreams between Cassidy and Luke. Feelings and memories buried away from what was left of their friendship. When Luke comes back, secrets and tears are muffled underneath pillows on Cassidy's bed. Is...
