Fake Love - Luke Hemmings

Chapter 25

Tiffs POV –

 

My head hits the wooden shelf for about the millionth time as I try to process what’s just happened. I have been in here for over an hour surely, so the ceremony must be over. At one point I could hear at least 100 voices all talking at once so I’m guessing that’s when it ended. By now Luke and Ella would be on their way to the honeymoon, if not there already

More tears stream down my face at the thought of the only person I truly loved, being married. It was official. I was going to die alone. Or maybe with a cat. Some life this turned out to be

Suddenly I hear the door click in front of me and it opens to reveal Ashtons face. He looks at me sympathetically and I just lean my head back against the wall, closing my eyes. I hear the door click shut along with Ash sliding down next to me

“H-he’s married, isn’t he” I whisper but get no reply. I snap my head to Ash who is just staring at the ground

“Did El lock you in here?” He asks suddenly and I nod thinking how could it not be obvious

“I’m sorry Tiff” He continues and that only makes me cry more. He side hugs me and I rest my head on his shoulder, accidently getting his suit wet

“I’m sorry you didn’t get to see Ella’s face when Luke stopped the wedding” He smiled down at me and my head bolted up, almost knocking him out

“What” I ask frantically and he nods slightly

“Luke stopped the wedding. He’s not married” Ash says happily and I get up as fast as I can. I have to find him and explain why I wasn’t there to stop it myself. Swiftly I swing the door open and race along the corridor, to his room. That was the only place I imagined he would be after stopping a wedding. I laugh slightly as I wipe my tears away so I at least look presentable. Without knocking I yank the door open and see Luke sitting in the chair in the corner

“Tiffany” he gets up and walks towards me. I stand there and wait for him to come over. Soon he stops right in front of me and I smile. He returns quickly and pulls me in. Our lips meet in the middle and it is pure bliss. I giggle into the kiss as he leans his forehead on mine

“I love you” He whispers and I feel myself blushing more than I ever thought possible

“I love you too” I say back and he picks me up, twirling me round. My dress floats round slightly, making it like one of them clique romance movie scenes. Gently he puts me down and I just look into his eyes. He wasn’t married. He was still here. I sigh out loud at the thought and he chuckles

“Luke, I wasn’t at the wed-“

“I know. Ella told me everything” He says and shuts the door behind us. I walk over to the window and it on the ledge. The view outside was beautiful and Luke looked a thousand times better

“So what happened? How did you stop it?” I ask eager to know how he had stopped the biggest day of anyone’s life

“Well, the priest said ‘if anyone objects to this marriage speak now or forever hold your peace’. Of course no one in the room would object. The boys might have but only god knows how much trouble they would be in if they did. I just took a deep breath and shook my head. Of course I apologised to everyone and ran out” He shrugs as if its no big deal and my eyes widen

“What about Ella?” I ask and he just shrugs again. I feel a tinge of guilt. Without thinking I stand up and walk towards the door

“Wait, where are you going?” Luke asks worried but I just turn and hug him, tightly