Jealousy?
„Luke! Watch your feet, you're hurting me! "Flora smiled but she was also hiding her pain.
„I'm so sorry. You knew I can't dance, but I'm trying my best!" He removed his hands from her Hip and Hand. The Music wasn't playing anymore. Professor Hershel Layton turned the Volume down. Slightly laughing, he walked to the Teens.
"Professor, please help me" Luke said disappointed by himself.
"My Boy, look at me when I'm speaking to you. It isn't very proper of you." He placed his hands on his shoulder. Luke looked up to him in his eyes. He saw that The Professor was smiling. Now he had a grin on his face too: "Can you show me how to dance? We have this prom at school, and I don't want to look like a completely moron."
"Of course I can. Don't worry too much. It isn't that heavy to learn. Just, look and learn my boy. Can I my dear?" Hershel held out his hand to Flora. She accepted it with a little bow and took his hand.
Luke went to the CD player and turned the music on again.
Professor gently placed his hand on her hip and touched her hand. Flora looked up to him and felt like on a cloud. They were dancing so graceful, every step was perfect. She automatically closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. Hershel let out a chuckle witch made Luke… mad? Jealous?
'Why do I think like that? He isn't kissing her. He's just laughing a little… why not? She really looks cute and also acts like that.'
The Professor noticed that Luke was staring at them the whole time. He felt that something was wrong. He needed to talk to him after that.
Floras eyes were still closed, she looked very happy. As if she was dreaming. "My Dear?" Hershel whispered in her ear. She shacked slightly when she felt the warm breath next to her neck. "Yes, Professor?" she replied him, her arms where wrapped around his neck now.
I'd rather shut my mouth now. Luke thought, while he was pulling his hat forward to cover his eyes.
"I need to leave now. You can dance with Luke, Claire just called me. I appreciated that dance. It was beautiful; I'm convinced that you can teach him to dance. Good night my Dear." With that he placed a kiss on her forehead and then he was on his way to go.
But he didn't forget Luke; no he instantly walked to him and said silently: "We need to speak after this. Is that all right?" he asked, while he was leaning a little down to him. "Yes it is. Good bye Professor" Luke answered and gave him a quick hug. Then he left.
"So Luke, are you ready to dance?" Flora teased conscious. He made a few steps towards her and saw that she looked very bright. Her big brown eyes were shining at him, but she still hasn't noticed that he was very serious at that time.
"You're strange. You've never acted like that before. What's wrong?" She was a bit shocked. This came out of nowhere. "Why, because I'm not that shy as always? Or not that quiet?" They were just standing there in front of each other. "Yes. Exactly." Luke said honestly.
"It was, umm… I guess it was the dance with the professor." she said embarrassed, her cheeks where blushing in a light rose. "What was so special about it?" This question seemed very angry. And it really was what he wanted to sound like.
"Are you maybe" she paused there and looked down to the ground. But she continued: "Jealous?"
"Flora? Please look at me." She felt his soft forefinger under her chin. She looked up to him, straight into his dark eyes. She giggled and said: "You're just like Hershel" he had to calm down;
don't overreact now Luke, He thought to himself.
"I'm not jealous, it's just… I…" he stuttered and removed his finger from her chin. But Floras eyes were still focused on his.
"I never made you that happy like he did a few minutes ago." The last words were barely understandable. She didn't expected that, it made her smile but also very sad. Maybe she didn't showed him enough that he was the one she had… a crush on.
Flora quickly took his hand and said: "Let's go outside. I need to talk to you." Her voice was very gentle and kind, she hoped that he would fallow her. Luke didn't look at her again, because he knew he would turn bright red. They walked out of the huge room and Flora guided him to a bench. In front of them was a lake and the sun was just going down. It was a stunning place to talk… but at the same time it was romantic.
Was she planning this or is this just like… her favorite place? Luke thought while he was sitting down right next to her.
Floras hair flew in the wind as she turned around to look at him.
"Luke, what did you meant with: you never made me happy like the professor?" He nervously took a deep breath and replied:
"I saw you in his arms when you were dancing with him. You looked like on cloud seven. And when you wrapped your arms around his neck… you killed me inside." Flora didn't knew what to say. She just tried to break the ice and chuckled.
"He's a father to me. I do love him, but not in that way. Believe me." Luke was relieved but also speechless. "But I do love someone in another way than Hershel." She added, and looked shyly over to the lake. Then she placed her hand on his. His heart was pounding so fast, he was so happy.
"I really like you Luke." Flora slipped closer to Luke and looked him deep in his eyes.
"I… I like you too. Even more than that. I had fallen for you the first time I saw you." His Hand was gliding out of hers and moving to her cheek. She leaned her head to his warm, large hand and tried to speak but all what came out was stammering.
"Luke, I …don't know wha…" she was interrupt by his voice: "Shhh, just…"
They both leaned in, closer and closer till they were kissing. After a few seconds Luke just looked at her. Flora was sitting there, with her eyes closed and licked her lips. He laughed.
"This was the best that could happen to me. You made me happy like nobody did before Luke." He pulled her to him and hugged her tightly. The apple shaped birthmark was now glowing golden.
I'm glad I did.
Authors Note: Please Review, tell me what was good and what wasnt well... and I already did a sequel so this Chapter one :D hope you've liked it
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