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-Italics- = Character's Thoughts (only used once in awhile)

My face was a red mess. My blush was bright red, resembling a tomato. Luke though, his face held no expression still. His eyes had a little glimpse of surprise and the blush on his cheeks was slightly noticeable too. We couldn't move for some reason. We just stayed in the same place. His arms were wrapped around my waist securely, his eyes looking down into mine. For some reason, I felt my heart flutter. Something I haven't felt ever since I had my first crush on a neighborhood kid. Staring at each other's eyes and in his very own arms. I don't know, but for some reason I felt safe.

I felt like he was no harm to me. Luke sensed the awkwardness and started looking away.

"Look I-," He started, but before he could say anything, I hugged him.

I wrapped my very own arms around him and cried in his chest. I didn't know why I was crying. I know for a fact though, it's because of what he did. He affected my life in so many ways and I could never thank him enough. I felt something. I'm pretty sure it's love? I haven't felt love ever since my parents died. Lily has always been my mother figure, but I can never grew apon my self to love her. I can never replace my own mother. My own blood.

Luke didn't know what to do. His heart beat was beating rapidly. I could hear it in his chest. Slowly though,

he wrapped his arms around me and cried too.

He cried with me. I don't know why, but I don't want to ask and ruin the moment. His cries were growing louder by the second. He cried so much, his legs gave in, and he just knelted on the ground.

I fell with him and we hugged each other on our knees. A guy that I knew that had a stone cold expression on his face was crying in my arms at this moment.

The faint sounds of thunder and the water dropping on my window was the only thing heard, apart from the sniffles and cries. I rubbed his back in circles as he just broke down in front of me. Flashbacks of my childhood kept coming back and circling in my mind.

The only thing I could think of is how my life is playing out. Will I ever get freedom? Will I ever be happy? My life is going great right now, but will it all disappear?

Emotions. They fuck you up so bad.

Luke's breathing slowly calmed down. I released him from the hug to see his face. It was a mess, but I shouldn't complain. I looked the same. His pale skin was now showing hints of red on the cheeks and nose area. Tears were streaming down his very cheeks and was building up on the waterline of his eyes. His eyes were slightly red and his hair was messier than the first time I met him. His shirt was stained with my tears and his face didn't look dead. All a facade.

A guy that wants to look dead,

A girl that wants to be alive.

He knew I was examining his face, so he looked down in sadness. He didn't want to be seen.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, reaching for his hand.

Before I can add on, he stood up suddenly.

"That's what they all say," Luke scoffed, turning for the door.

I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to lose him.

I grabbed his wrist and pulled him back to ground. He tried to push me away, but I wouldn't budge. Luke was kneeled down in front of me, even more tears streaming down his rosy cheeks. I grazed my fingertips on his jawline, wiping away some of the tears that were about to fall off.

A guy detached from his feelings,

A girl that wants to feel emotions.