Detention // Luke Hemmings au

In which two rebellious teens get stuck in detention,together.


10. 9: Date

Detention 9


Luke and I walk out of the detention room,hand in hand.

"I'm excited for this date." Luke says,squeezing my hand gently.

"Me too,Lukey." I reply to him.

"Lukey?" He blushes.


"I like that." He smiles. "My car is parked over there." He points to a white truck.

"I don't see you driving a truck." I giggle a little.

He shrugs,blushing, and dimples showing on both cheeks.

We walk to his car,get in, and pull out of the school parking lot.

The whole drive we talked about ourselves,getting to know everything about each other. We were still holding hands in the car and he would sneak glances at me every now and then.

"Here we are." He pulls up to a fancy restaurant with designs and patterns on the outside walls of the building.

He gets out and rushes to my side of the car. He opens the door and unbuckles my seatbelt. I smile at him as he takes my hand,helping me out of the car. Even when I don't need the help.

We walk into the restaurant and get a table. Surprisingly, it's not very busy here and I'm not sure why,considering it's a pretty fancy place.

"so." Luke grabs my hand over the table. "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about why you took me to this fancy of a restaurant and why you keep staring at me with that look on your face."

"I took you here because I like you and you deserve this. I keep looking at you with 'that face' because you're beautiful and I really like you." He says to me.

I blush and shyly look at him. "Thank you Luke."

"Don't thank me." He smiles.

I smile back and rub his hand with my thumb.

The waiter comes up to the table and takes our orders. Throughout the entire date,I'm laughing and smiling and having the best time of my life. Luke is amazing. Luke makes me feel so happy. Luke makes me feel like I'm the only thing that matters to him.

When we get back in the car he drives us to the beach.

Before we get out of the car, he reaches into the backseat. He pulls a red flannel into the front and holds it out to me. "Wear this." He whispers. "It's chilly."

I nod and put his flannel on. He smirks,cutely. "You look great. Keep that."

"But it's yours." I reply.

"Not anymore. It's yours now." He smiles.

I lean over and peck his lips and nose. "You're so cute."



I agree with Amber, Luke is very cute.

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