before i begin writing, let me just say this will probably suck bc i have no plan to where this is going to go lol ok enjoy
I woke up confused, wondering where on earth I was for a moment. The soft sound of the waves crashing jogs my memory to what had happened last night. Luke and I had fallen asleep on the beach, both of us hugged closely against each other on the sand - exposed to everything. I began to feel cold, it was late December and temperatures had dropped massively. My mind begins to drift to Christmas soon, but once I feel Luke stir beside me - plans change.
I open my eyes and sit up, dusting off the sand from my back. I look to Luke as he slowly raises up also, rubbing his eyes as the sun hits his eyes. I feel like treating Luke in a fragile way today, last night it was as if you would touch him and he would break. He was in a grieving process and I didn't want him to feel like I was pushing him too far or pushing him away. He just needs a friend.
"Morning," Luke mumbles, a yawn following.
"I don't even know what time it is," I say, "From the sun, I'm pressuming around seven,"
Luke looks to me and furrows his eyebrows, "How can you tell the time from the sun, are you a wizard or something?"
I just chuckle and shake my head no, "I don't know, google it,"
Luke just smiles and takes me by surprise when his hands wrap around my waist and pull me down on top of him, securing his hands tightly around me as he continues to smile. It wasn't usual for Luke to act like this and I'm pressuming this was just part of him trying to deal with things. I didn't want to be his distraction though, I just want to be his friend. Perhaps.
Luke has black circles under his eyes and his lips are dry; you can tell he's tired from the way he's blinking and leaving his eyes shut for a little before reopening them. He gives me a big grin, seeming oddly happy.
"You really are great," Luke says, tucking loose hair behind my ear.
I feel my heart pound in my chest as I just gulp at his words. I didn't want to believe the moment after Luke probably felt pretty confused and lonely right now, but it was impossible to not feel my stomach flutter with butterflies as I gaze into his sleepy blue eyes, matching the colour of the blue sea behind us.
"I just want to help," I whisper back, pulling some words together.
"Really?" Luke asks, although I don't even think he's in this world right now since he's just staring at me softly.
"Yeah,"
Luke lifts his hands to cup my cheeks and I freeze at his actions. As much as I didn't want this to happen under these circumstances, he was like a drug and impossible to refuse. I had no idea what drugs were, I probably couldn't even name ten, all I knew was that Luke Hemmings was the most addictive out of every single one.
Luke pulls my face slowly closer to his, our lips just about touching. He seems to pause, his lips just lingering beneath mine for a moment as he seems like he's thinking. He finally presses our lips together, knowing he has all the control right now, and just leaves our lips touching.
I feel like my entire body is about to shut down and my stomach could not be contained with the butterflies flying about right now. His lips tasted like the ocean and with each movement my heart was pounding. I slide my hand up Luke's chest inching to tangle my fingers in his sandy hair. I feel a sudden beat of his heart as my hands make their journey and I smile into the kiss.
I play with Luke's hair using my fingers as our lips continue to work together. No boy had ever made me feel this way before and if you had asked me the moment I saw Luke if I predicted this; the answer is of course: no.
Luke pulls back, our faces still inches away. He places a light kiss on my jawline and a few kisses down my neck. I knew it was going to happen, because I had never felt like this before from a boy. A moan embarrassinly leaves my lips, causing Luke to look back up and smirk.
"That was hot," He grins, placing a quick kiss to my lips before sitting back up off the ground and I climb off of him.
I feel my cheeks go red as I blush at his comment, "It was embarrassing,"
"Embarrassing is crying to you at fuck knows what time in the morning over stupid stuff," Luke scoffs. Standing up from the sand and dusting himself down again. And there it was, the wall he was trying to build between us once again.
"It wasn't stupid, Luke," I say softly, standing up myself and reaching for him. Luke pulls away from me and lets out a cough to break the awkwardness.
"You told me we could go to the church," Luke changes topic and all I could really do was allow him to have control today, under the situations I didn't want to say anything to upset him further.
"Yeah, we can," I smile to him as we start to walk five minutes to the church.
We begin to make our way up to the church steps, when Luke's hand brushes against mine seeming like he was on edge. I look to him and he looks to me, our eyes meeting for a moment before his eyes flicker down to our hands. He intertwines our fingers together and quickly smiles, waiting for me to lead him inside.
It was empty inside, no one really attends church on weekdays. Luke looks around in facination as if he had never been inside one of these places before and he probably hadn't. I notice the preist stood by the front and Luke gives me a nod to go over there.
"Good morning," I say quietly.
"Good morning, Frances, wasn't expecting to see you here," He smiles to me, turning to Luke and giving him a warm smile also.
"If it's not too much to ask, would you do us a favour?" I ask him.
"Within reason, of course,"
I turn to Luke, "I can outside if you'd rather be alone,"
Luke grips my hand tighter and shakes his head quickly, "No, stay,"
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"Do you want to come back to mine?" Luke asks me as we walk down the street hand in hand, "The boys are all back in Australia and I don't really want to be alone,"
I sigh as I know for sure my parents would kill me if I stayed away from home much longer, but I could not possibly leave Luke when he was like this. I had never seen him so vulnerable and it was worrying me.
"Speaking of which," I change the topic for a moment, "Aren't you going to head home, for the funeral and stuff?"
I say the last part quietly, not sure how Luke would take it and not wanting to shove more stress onto him. Although, it was something he did have to think about quickly.
Luke just shrugs, "I guess I'll have to call my mum later and arrange to fly out there in the next couple of days,"
"Well you'll need to go in the next two days Luke, it's Christmas in three days," I tell him and he just nods.
He looked down and I could tell that although he was attempting to put on a brave face, the moment he would be alone - he would just break down. Luke getting angry and upset didn't seem like something too pretty and I was worried that if I leave him alone, something bad would happen. I care about Luke, a lot, and he needed me right now. I was curious if he would be the same if this happened to me.
Luke had told me a few months back that other than the boys, I was the only other friend he had. The boys were all away, which meant he had no one - perhaps he had some friends who were bad news and I didn't want him ending up in a bad place at a time like this.
"Maybe I will come to yours Luke," I say to him and he seems almost relieved.
"What about your parents though?" Luke finally points out.
"We're just going to need to make a quick stop back at my place first..." I sigh.
Now I just had to figure out in the next few minutes how I was going to tell my parents I'm staying at Luke's for the night, grab my stuff and walk out. Fun.
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i am so sorry for the long way, i cant believe its actually been 2 weeks omfg
btw ive started a calum fanfic called platform 5 so pleaaase read it :)
