Luke was hammered when he pounded on Flora's door.
'Knock, knock, who's thereeeee.' Luke called. He slumped against the door giggling. Then he stopped and looked confused. 'Wait... Aren't you supposed to say that?'
Luke started to hum. Then fell backwards when the door was opened. Flora looked down on him. She did not loo too pleased.
'Oh hello. When did you come round and why are you upsidedown?' Flora grabbed Luke and pulled him into her living room, hoping that he did not wake her neighbours.
'Luke what happened to you? Your completely hammered! Now what will the professor say?' She was fuming. Why did he come here, she thought.
'He won't, I'm invisible!' Luke fell over, still giggling.
Sighing, flora pulled Luke on to the sofa. 'Where are the ravens? They were meant to be looking after you? What happens if 'she' found out that you were left alone?' Flora sat next to Luke.
The 'she' that flora was on about was Luke's girlfriend, both Luke and her referred to 'she' by that name when they were alone. Luke and she were about to be married in the next couple of days and this was Luke's stag night with the black ravens. Obviously Luke had got separated from them and ended up at floras.
Luke sat contemplating for a while before looking at flora.
'Well I think I drank a bit too much darling. I don't know where the birdies went, do you? And I don't care about she, all I need is yo-'
Luke suddenly ran to the bathroom, leaving flora alone.
FLORA POV
I thought about what Luke had just said. Was he about to say that he did not care about she? If so would he still have feeling for me? I do still love him. Wait, I can't think that, he's going to be married soon.
Luke walked shakily back into the room. He looked very pale. I went and grabbed him a glass of water.
'Feeling better?' He shrugged. He would feel worse in the morning. I smiled as I thought about my times being out in pubs. I got very good at drinking games, especially ones to do with shots. The professor had put a stop to that, once he found out.
I was quite happy in my daydream, that was until it was abruptly disturbed. Luke was now sleeping on my lap, but did he kiss me when he went down?
Not caring about the now Luke now sleeping, I shook him violently awake.
'Luke, Luke! Wake up now!' I kept shaking him until he had fully woken up.
'Wha-'
'Luke, honestly who do you love?' I looked desperately into his eyes, trying to find the sparkle there. I smile at him hoping that he was going to answer me that answer I wanted to hear. My hopes were lifted.
'Her' he whispered, then he passed out.
I was gutted. Heart broken. I stroked his hair as he slept. A tear fell down my face.
'I love you Luke.'