Short, dialogue heavy chapters are a must in here. Just a warning.

He was in his room for about twenty minutes (although for him, it felt like an eternity). Luke had to admit, he was utterly bored. He was laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling, and fighting back the tears that he'd forced to stop. They were trying to come back, but he wasn't going to let them.
He was just starting to think he was fighting a losing battle when there was a soft knock at his door. Knowing instantly it wasn't his father, who wouldn't bother knocking in the first place, he called out softly, "Come in."

In walked Leia, who was sporting a wide smile. She made her way around Luke's messy room, and to his bed, sitting on the very corner, as though she was afraid of catching boy disease or something by sitting on the sheets that were covered in rocket ships.

"Han called my cell," she whispered.

"You have his cell phone number?" Luke asked.

"You don't?" Leia was incredulous.

"Dad keeps deleting it from my phone," Luke mumbled.

"Put it under something other than Han, you dork," Leia told him, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Look at me, I have it under Lando's second cell phone. Dad doesn't bother with that."

"Lando Calrissian?" Luke questioned. "Why would you have Lando's cell phone number?"

"He gave it to me when he asked me out," Leia responded, waving her hand dismissively. "Look, that's not what matters. What matters is that-"

"Why would you put him in your phone just because he gave you his phone number when he asked you out? Why didn't you just throw the paper with his number away?"

Leia let out a sigh. "Do you really want to discuss my dating life when we could be talking about the fact that Han still wants to see you tonight?"

Luke's blue eyes went wide. "He wants to see me still? Really?" Then reality sunk in. "It doesn't matter though. You heard Dad, I'm grounded until further notice."

"You've always been such a goodie-two-shoes, Luke," Leia said matter-of-factly, rolling her eyes. "You need to live a little! Sneak out to see him, let him know that you'd do anything just to see him! He likes you and wants to be your boyfriend!"

"Yeah, right," Luke said, shaking his head disbelievingly. "Why would he want to date me? He's Han Solo, and he's great and so much older, and I'm just this awkward kid who's still in high school."

"Then why does he still hang out with you?"

She had a point, but Luke couldn't bring himself to fully believe that. Maybe he just hung out with Luke because they were friends. They'd been friends for over ten years, and they always would be friends. Luke wouldn't let this friendship go.

But Han liking him as more than a friend? That was impossible. Luke was awkward and annoying, and just not that great. Why would someone as amazing as Han Solo like someone as weird as Luke Skywalker? It just didn't add up.

"So, are you going to meet him?"

"He still wants to see me?"

Leia let out a sigh. "Why else would he call me, you dork?"

"To chat?" Luke shrugged his shoulders.

Leia chided Luke. "No. He wants to see you. So, are you going to meet him?"

"I guess I could. How am I going to get out?"

"You could climb out your window."

"My room is on the second story!" Luke exclaimed.

"Alright, then chicken-face. Why don't you come down to my room and sneak out that window."

Luke's eyes lit up. His brain started to turn fast. Okay, so he could sneak out Leia's window, and go meet Han, and he and Han could spend their night together. Who cared if his father found out, because Luke could very well have a fantastic night with Han. And who knew what could happen with them?

No, they wouldn't end up doing anything. Luke was certain of that. Han Solo did not have a crush on him, or think of him in any way that wasn't friend-like. That was just crazy.

Still, he could go out with Han, and they could have a great night. Even if they were just friends.

"Okay, I'm game. Let Han know."

"Oh, he's already outside waiting for you, Luke," Leia replied, smiling.

For the first time since remembering Anakin was home for the night, Luke's spirits rose. Tonight was going to be amazing, he would see to it.

And then he realized he still had nothing to wear.