A/N: Okay just a piece of sad, romantic fluff. Enjoy!!
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He's standing there. Just steps away. I can hear his breath. I can hear mine. I know were both scared. Scared of this love which seemed so distant only days ago. I hate him for breaking our perfect harmony. But in a way I love him for it too. He leans into kiss me but I step away. Because I know that I've forgotten how to kiss. How to breathe. I'm drowning in a sea of confusion and no one can find me. Because I'm so deluded and so lost that I blend right in to the murky waters.
"Trust me," Luke urges.
"I trust you,"
A blush washes over my face, and I wonder if he feels it. As he touches my face gently with his hands I wonder if he can feel the heat of years of secrets radiating through my skin. I know now I don't want him to kiss me.
"It's not right Luke, "I whisper.
"Why?"
"Because It's not," I repeat, mastering the monosyllables. I slowly let go of his hand and walk over to my car, tears burning my cheeks. And I almost hear his heart break. But I can't pick up the pieces. All I can do is leave. Without even saying goodbye.
The engine starts. It's noise covers the sound of my tears pelting onto my lap.
My car pulls away from the future I always wanted.
Obviously, I wasn't supposed to drive home tonight. We were going to have a nice dinner, homemade with love and French fries. Flirt beneath the stars. I was supposed to be happy tonight. Not this damned relationship loser who can't even face the facts.
I wonder if Luke will ever look at me the same way. I won't blame him if he doesn't. I won't blame him if he lets me die an old maid. My insecurities are something he can't fix. Most likely the only thing. I just hope he can fix his broken heart. The one I smashed to smithereens.
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I don't usually right stuff like this, cause it's not that original. But I hope you liked it!