Ch. 22

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Vanessa POV

The next day Luke and I decided to go on a walk. We’ve been hanging out in my house for so long, we should see some sunlight. Plus, I haven’t ridden my board in forever so Luke suggested we go to a park. The trails are nicer to talk and ride –according to Luke. He said that he had something important to tell me, I’m hoping it’s nothing bad.

If it’s about Calum, I will flip my shit. I think we all moved on from this drama, I don’t want to revolve around it anymore. I just want to worry about school like a normal person. And that’s the first time you’ll ever hear me say that. School is fairly easy right now thank god, if I had to deal with something difficult then deal with the after school drama, let’s just say that I’d pull my hair out until I go bald.

When we arrive at the park Luke leads me to his favorite trail. It looks barren, but it’s gorgeous – even with the cement trail cutting through the beautiful trees. I wish I had talent in the photography department, all of the pictures I want to take, but I have no clue how to.

I ride my board, holding Luke’s hand as we go the same speed down the trail. It was too hot to wear actual skinny jeans right now so Kendall let me borrow some of her high waisted shorts and a black top that has an upside down cross with my black vans to complete the outfit. I feel like a Tumblr girl. Luke dressed like normal – black ripped skinny jeans and a blink 182 shirt.

“This place is gorgeous Luke,” I smile at him. On the board, I’m almost eye level with him, it’s quite satisfying. I stop, putting one foot down on the pavement, and kiss his cheek. He places his hand on my cheek and kisses me.

“I love you.” He mumbles onto my lips.

“I love you too.” I pull away and we continue to go down the trail.

“Umm…about that thing that’s important…” He starts to play with his lip ring with his tongue. He’s nervous, I can tell. What is he going to say that makes him nervous?

I look at him. “Yeah?”

“We have to go back on tour, next week and we won’t come back for another four months.”

My heart drops. Four months without Luke, I can barely handle an hour without him. Sure I’m happy that he’s going back and performing again, but four months of him being surrounded by foreign girls that are ten trillion times hotter than me, it makes me quite reluctant about him leaving. “I’m going to miss you so much.”

“Not as much as I’m going to miss you.” He squeezes my hand. “But we’ll skype every night, and text every day. And I’ll call you every morning to wish you a good day and on skype, I’ll sing you to sleep. Then before you know it, I’ll be back and you’ll be the first person I see.”

Four months later….

Oh February. I hate this month with a fiery passion. Not only is it just a buffer month with less days than a normal month, it is also the month of Valentine’s Day. Gag. Everyone around me is cute little things like teddy bears holding hearts that say “I love you” or some dumb shit like that.

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