"So let me get this straight, you want me to move in with you?" I gape at him and he proudly nods.

The house is painted white, with big windows showing off the living room and the master bedroom. From what I can see standing outside, there's a big plasma TV in the living room and a big grey couch.

The bedroom has a king's bed with black sheets and a big mirror in the back. There's another door leading from the bedroom in either a closet or a bathroom. I can't really see.

"I mean, practically you were already living with me," he walks up to me, wrapping his arms around my waist, but I move away.

"This is all too fast," I murmur and his grip on me loosens. This isn't fair either, looking at the fact that I kinda cheated on him with jack, and now he wants me living in the same house as him. The guilt would bury me.

Luke looks at me and cups my cheek with his hand, "what do you mean baby? We've been together for almost a year," he says and I move away.

"6 months is not a year," I challenge him and he rolls his eyes.

"Okay, but you were kissing me waaay before that ski trip."

Alright, he has a point but still, I can't tell him the actual reason I can't live with him. It would crush him. I don't even know why I did it.

"I don't know how I feel about this..." I sigh as he wraps his hands around me again.

"Come on...imagine how nice it would've been...us...always together...doing whatever we want," he whispers into my ear and shrug.

"I don't- I don't know," I say quietly and he looks me right in the eye.

"So you don't love me?" He holds a serious expression and I take a step back.

"When did I say that? Of course I do!" I fight back and his gaze is still on my eyes.

"So you'll move in with me if you love me," he insists and I give in, since I don't want him thinking that I don't love him.

"Okay," I sigh, looking down at my feet. He apparently sees I'm still not sure about it, so he walks up to me again, his hand grabbing my chin and lifting my head up.

"We'll have the time of our lives, living together. I promise," he gives me a quick peck on the lips. "Only you and me. No one else," he grins and I nod, kissing him.

"Let's go pack, what do you say?" He grins and I follow him to his car. But first, I ask him if we can make a quick stop. After a while, he finally agrees.

10 minutes later, we arrive and I go into the building, by myself, since Luke wanted to wait in the car. It's better that way anyways.

I look for the room Jack's in, since he was transferred - that's what the nurse told me. Apparently, he's now on observation, since he wanted to take his own life. It's good, that people are watching him when I'm not there.

My breath hitches, just as I was about to open the door to his room, as I hear someone talking to Jack. I know, I shouldn't eavesdrop, but I can't help myself. Standing in front of the room, I try really hard to hear what they're saying. Trying not to look suspicious, I grab my phone, pretending I'm typing something, while in reality, I'm listening to the conversation.

"Bro, why the fuck did you do that? Don't tell me it's 'cause that bitch doesn't want you," I hear a familiar voice.

What's his name? Sam is it? Yeah, that's it. It's jack's old friend. The biggest jerk I've ever seen, and that says a lot.

"Fuck no man. I accidentally overdosed. I could never do some shit like that 'cause of a bitch. Especially not her," Jack says and I stop breathing, looking up at the door. Tears start forming in my eyes and I stumble back, sitting on a chair behind me.

A few seconds pass and the door opens, Sam walking out. He looks at me, smirking. I wipe a tear that rolled down my cheek and walk into the room. Jack is just laying back down, as he notices me, in shock. Panic flashes on his face, probably thinking that I heard what he said. It's shit for him that I did.

"Hi," I say coldly and he gives me a weak smile.

"Emma what are you doing here?" He looks surprised that I came to visit him, right after we slept in the same bed.

"I mean, I wanted to check up on you, but since I'm a bitch, I'll be leaving," I roll my eyes, turning around to leave. Honestly, I really can't believe that Jack would ever say something like that. Because that wasn't him. At least not the Jack that I knew.

"Emmy please wait. I didn't mean it!" He cries out and I stop. Something in my gut tells me that I should listen, so I do. I know him well enough to know, he isn't like that.

I turn around, looking him in the eye, "what did you mean then?" I put my hand on my hip, challenging him. Jack sits back up, his gaze now on his feet.

"I-I don't want anyone knowing the reason why I did it. Especially not Sam," he sighs, covering his face with his hands.

"He would tell everyone and I really don't want anyone knowing. That wasn't me. I swear," he places his right hand on his heart and the left one in the air.

"It's okay," I walk up to him and give him a hug. Grabbing a chair, I sit down next to his bed, placing my hand over his, which is resting on his thigh.

"So you did it because of me?" I ask quietly and he grabs my hand, not saying a word. The only thing he does is inhale. Awkward silence enters the room and it stays there for a minute or two.

"Why?" I break it and he looks up at me, gulping.

"I can't be without you Emma. I can't live without my Emmy."

I feel a tear rolling down on my cheek, thinking about how miserable he must've been for the last week. I mentally promise myself that I won't ever leave his side.

"I love you Emma. You know I do and there's absolutely nothing I can do about it. I wish I could so I wouldn't be causing you all this drama, but I can't," he sighs, bringing my hand up to his lips, kissing it. I close my eyes, thinking about the situation.

What will I say to Luke? He will lose his shit and I don't wanna go though that again. Is Jack worth losing Luke over?

"I think you should rest," I sigh. "I'll come by tomorrow, okay?"

He nods, kissing my cheek and I smile. We say our goodbyes and I leave his room. I find Luke outside of Jack's room, waiting for me.

"That took you long," he rolls his eyes and I do too. I'm really sick of him acting this way towards Jack.

We spend the rest of the day packing and moving things into the mansion.

That gives me an idea... "how much did you pay for this? I want to pay half of it," I put the last box into the van and look at Luke, who just innocently smiles.

"No offence baby, but I don't think you have that kind of money," he laughs and I furrow my eyebrows.

"Tell me," I pout and he hugs me. Then, he murmurs something but all I hear is "4", but I highly doubt that this house was 4 thousand bucks.

"What?" I say, looking at him.

"4 million," he sighs and I gasp.

"Where did you get that money?" I ask him, confused and he just shrugs, "my parents," he smiles uneasily and I nod.

"I want to meet them," I say bluntly and Luke looks away, not answering.

"Let's go to our new house," he completely ignores my question, so I wait until we unpack and settle down, to ask him again.

When he takes the last box into our bedroom, his phone on the shelf rings, so I check who sent him a snap.

I furrow my eyebrows at that name, trying not to think the worst immediately. My curiosity almost gets the best of me, but I hold back from checking what she wrote him.

Luke walks back into the living room and I decide to confront him.

"Who's sunshine?" My voice stays calm, while my eyes challenge him. For a quick second, fear flashes through his eyes, but he quickly gets rid of it.

"That's my cousin," he grabs his phone.

"What's her name?"

"Maya," he sighs. "We haven't talked, in like forever," he continues. "She used to be so ugly, that I refused to go to their house," he laughs and I do too.

"But now, she got really hot and she contacted me and we're friends now, I guess," he shrugs and I slowly nod, not sure if I believe him or not.

I mean, who would call their cousin hot? I'll look into it later.

He hugs me and I take that as an opportunity to ask him the question once more, "can I meet your parents?"

He sighs, probably realising I won't give up. "Okay. Just not yet."

I kiss him on the cheek and start unpacking everything.

3 hours later, we're finally done, since Luke hired some people to help us out.

"I love you," Luke says, sitting on the couch. I smile at him, "I love you too."

"Wanna watch a movie?" He asks me and I agree with him.

"But first, I'll take a quick shower. You pick one and I'll be back in 5 minutes." It's been a long, hot day and I'm all sweaty. I really have to take a shower.

I go upstairs and stop at our bedroom, looking at the amazing view. I'm honestly so lucky I can call this house my home. To call luke my home. I really do love him. He's just really amazing. And I'm not saying that because he bought us a house. It's just how he treats me and loves me back.

My daydream is interrupted by a loud crash, caused by 2 cars colliding outside of our house. A thousand memories flash through my mind and I hear ringing in my ears. I cover my ears and start screaming. All the muscles in my legs give in, making me fall on the floor, still screaming.

"No!" I scream, as the terrible memory replays in my head for the thousandth time.

"I-I'm so sorry," I whisper as a pair of strong arms lift and then hug me tightly.

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Ah I'm on vacation right now and i didn't bring my notebook with me, where I write the data about this book, so I don't mess anything up. So it's really weird for me to be writing without it. I just hope I won't mess any information up. If I do, feel free to tell me, so I can fix it.

Just letting you know that the book is getting close to an end :(

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