White Diamonds / l.h ✔️

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~Hera's POV~

Luke and I had been doing a lot of photo shoots together lately. In fact, we had yet another one to go to today, but thankfully none of them were naked photo shoots. Doing one of those was more than I even wanted to do.

I began to do my makeup after I took my shower, perfecting my winged liner before finishing off my makeup with mascara and setting spray, as I would usually do. When I finished doing my makeup, I got dressed in a simple two piece outfit that consisted of a tube top and a pair of leggings that both were made of a sparkly fabric. For shoes, I decided to just do a simple pair of boots, leaving my hair down in its natural state. Now ready to go, I headed outside and wasn't surprised to see that there was a big, black limo parked in my driveway. It was probably the doing of either Ember or Jeffery, Luke's manager.

Shaking my head at how excessive this seemed, I opened the back seat and got in the car, only to see that Luke was already awaiting me in the backseat. I blinked in surprise and shut the car door, scooting into the car more until my thigh brushed his. "Wasn't exactly expecting to see you in here." I said, pushing my hair out of my face. He watched me while I buckled my seatbelt and leaned over when I finished, placing a kiss on my lips. "Jeff wanted me to come with you in the limo. Said it'd be easier." He shrugged, as the driver began to pull out of the driveway.

A smile formed on my lips and I nodded my head, looking up at him. The two of us were silent for a little while throughout the car ride, too busy in our own thoughts to think up conversation, not that there needed to be one. We were both perfectly comfortable in the silence that had settled. However, I found myself looking up at him once again when he suddenly grabbed my hand, our eyes meeting. Curious, I silently peered into his eyes, wondering what was going on in his head. "I've been thinking lately..." He began slowly, as if he knew that I was just waiting for him to tell me what was on his mind. "About what?" I hummed, giving him my full attention.

He examined me closely before he spoke, his thumb softly stroking over the back of my hand. "I want to tell Jeffery and Ember about us. To be a real couple." He confessed in a light voice, unsure how I would react to that.

Not expecting him to say that, I blinked and peered up at him with curiosity, biting my lip softly. "You do?" I wondered, fighting a smile when he nodded. "You...You're sure that you want that? You're not gonna change your mind after it's done?" I asked, a little worried. I guess I technically had nothing to worry about, but I still couldn't help but to be worried anyways. Some part of me feared that he would change his mind about being with me. Luckily, though, he just chuckled and rolled his eyes as he softly nuzzled his nose against mine, teasing my lips with his. "I think I'd have changed my mind by now if I didn't want to be with you. It's been five months, Hera." He muttered back, a sass in his tone.

Now smiling broadly without even trying to hide it, I hugged him as best as I could in the confines of my seatbelt and heard him chuckle. I didn't even need to say anything. My physical response was an answer in itself.

Luke and I were to tell Jeffery and Ember. I just hoped I didn't have to do it on my own.

**

"You ready to go?" Luke yawned as he laid in my bed, relaxed atop the messed up blankets from us sleeping in my bed last night. I glanced up at him as I pulled on my heel, smiling at him and how cute he looked.

His broad, tall frame took up a lot of space on my bed, especially with his legs carelessly spread out and his arms resting below his head. My bed managed to look rather small when occupied with his big body. "Yes." I answered, spritzing on a bit of perfume before setting it on my dresser once again. A soft hum left his lips as he slipped out of my bed and ran a hand through his hair, promptly stretching his long arms over his head afterwards. "You look beautiful." He hummed, a little smile on his lips as he scanned his eyes over my figure.

My cheeks warmed as I slipped my hand into his and began to tug him out of my room, his compliments still never failing to fluster me. I loved when he complimented me, no matter what about. "I'm gonna kick some asses if I even see one man look at you." He muttered, moreso to himself than to me. A soft snort left my lips, wondering why he had to behave like a caveman who wanted to stake his claim on a woman. "You know, we're going clubbing, not to a nudist beach. I doubt there's anything to stare at me for." I smiled, the two of us walking down the driveway towards his car. We had talked before about going clubbing together, but I hadn't known he would start threatening the well-being of other men before we even arrived.

He just shrugged and opened the passenger's side door for me, shutting it once I was inside. Then, he went and got in on the driver's side of the car, glancing my way to be sure I had my seatbelt on before he began to drive. I hadn't been clubbing in quite a while, so I couldn't help but to be excited at least a little bit. Especially because it was with Luke. Hopefully I didn't get too drunk, though. One of us still had to be relatively sober so that we could get back to my house, as my house was the closest of ours.

Luke parked his car and led me inside, the music from the club already able to be heard even as we were walking up to the entrance. But when I stepped foot into the building, I could legitimately feel the bass in my legs and chest as the beat thumped. I didn't like that feeling whatsoever, but I forced myself to ignore it. I'd get used to it eventually.

Taking my hand in his so that I wouldn't get lost or separated from him in the large crowd of people, he began to lead me towards the bar area, where there was a large crowd of people who were ordering drinks, talking, and some who were even making out with the person beside them. I skittered alongside him, letting my eyes take in my surroundings while we walked to the bar. This club was one that I had not yet been to before, nor had I even heard of it. It seemed to be nice enough, though.

When I sat beside Luke in my stool at the bar, one of the bar tenders came and asked what poison Luke and I wanted. While Luke chose a straight vodka, I decided on having a strawberry pineapple mojito. It sounded pretty goddamn good to me. The man went and got Luke and I our drinks, mine taking a little bit longer than Luke's to make, but I was pleasantly surprised when I got mine. Just like I'd thought, it was delicious. Glancing over at Luke, I saw he'd already almost finished off his cup of vodka and my eyes widened.

Something told me tonight would be a long night.