28. The Truth

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Mia's POV.

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I lay in my bed that night thinking of him. I couldn't keep my mind off what he said. He wanted to change...for me. And I didn't let him.

Truth was, I didn't want him to change at all. I loved everything about him. The way he talked, his hair, his eyes, his music taste. I loved the fact that he smoked and got drunk a lot, and I loved the fact that he could make anyone fall for him and sleep with him for a night.

I loved that he always understood me and I loved his cuddles. I loved his cute sick voice and his lip ring. Everything about him was just perfect, and I knew I couldn't deny any of that.

Suddenly, I missed him. A lot. I wanted to run into his room and hug him again. I wanted him to stroke my hair and kiss my forehead and I wanted to fall asleep in his arms again.

I wanted Luke.

I sat up and got out of bed, throwing my baggy grey sweater over my head. I crept out my room and knocked on his door quietly. His parents were out again, but I didn't want to wake up Delilah.

I knocked again and thought he was asleep. I sighed quietly and turned away.

"Mia?"

I turned around and saw Luke standing there, wearing a Nirvana t-shirt with dark circles under his eyes.

I chewed on my bottom lip and stared at him.

"I thought-"

"Shut up and hug me." I wrapped my arms around him, burying my face in his shoulder.

Luke slid his arms around me and rested his chin on my head. "I missed you." He whispered.

"I did too." I whispered back.

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