I can't believe how much love and hate can be contained in the same place at once.
Yup, I'm talking about social media. It's crazy.
There are these beautiful girls who are always supporting me, having my back and shipping me and Luke, and there are the other ones who's lives consist of insulting me, threatening me, etc. etc.
The ones that ship us as a couple even came up with a name and they made it trend in twitter and instagram in an hour. I remember going through my feed and reading "Luke and Pamela, the sensation couple #Lumela", "#Lumela forever", "Luke chose wisely #Lumela" and a lot more.
I had heard that the girls who dated big celebrities always had some hard times with the haters but now I was experiencing it. It was tough but I tried not to let it bring me down.
Some time had passed since the incident in London and, guess what? My injuries had been healed.
Luke used to check them everyday to see how they were going. He was such a sweatheart.
Now we were in LA and I was sitting in the couch of the hotel suite Clary and I shared watching Teen Wolf.
(Yeah, Teen Wolf never dies)
I heard a knock on the door so I stood up to open it not without groaning once or twice. When i opened it, i found no one, but there was a Forever 21 shoping bag in the floor with a note over it.
"I bought this for you to put it on for our date tonight. I'll pick you up at 7:30pm. Hope you like it, princess. Love, Luke."
Date? I never knew there was gonna be a date but nevermind. His surprises are the best ones in the world.
I took the F21 bag to my room and opened it. There was a sunflower laying on top of some clothing. I grabbed it, placed it in the bed and took out what Luke bought.
It was a gorgeous short black dress.
I loved it. How lucky was i to have a boyfriend who knew about fashion?
It was 6:45 already so i decided to get ready. I took a shower and then tried on the dress which suited perfectly.
How the hell did Luke guess the size for it to fit?
Afterward, i put some black eyeliner, mascara and a peachy tone of lipstick.
I heard a knock on the door and went to see who was it.
Luke was standing in the doorway wearing a black suit.
Let me tell you he looked hot as f**k.
His blue eyes looked up and down. "God, Pam. You look stunning. Beautiful. How come i even got someone like you to date me, damn it?"
I blushed and smirked a little. "It appears i have a boyfriend with a very good fashion sense. And i ask myself the same question everyday."
He came close to me and we locked our lips in a soft kiss.
"Shall we?" He said holding out his arm for me. I interwined my arm with his and we walked through the hallway.
"Where are we going?" I asked, curious as always.
"You'll see." He smiled.
We got inside his car and made our way to wherever he was taking me.
"You know what i was thinking about today?" He asked glancing at me while smiling.
"That some time ago i said i would date a fan but i never thought about it seriously because i thought it would be a huge mess. But it comes out i ended up dating one." He smirked. "Why was it that you never told me or any of the boys that you and Clarissa were big fans?"
"Wha-well-uh-how...how did you find out?"
"Well since some weeks ago i've realized you both know all of our songs, like the whole songs. Even the really old ones.
Also, one day i borrowed your iPad and the background was one of our pictures. You had every song in your music library and i found tons of pictures from us too."
I was covering my face with both of my hands.
I was DY-ING.
This was so ashaming.
What was i going to say?
Yeah, Clary and I are obsessed with you since Louis tweeted a link from one of your covers and we were always imagining what it would be like to meet you and i would cry whenever i say a fetus video and oh, i also saw almost all of your keek videos, i checked every website that could give me information about you guys, mostly you because you know, you were always my fave.
"Take your hands off your face, princess. It's okay. Maybe you're a freak but you're a beautiful freak. And well, i guess it's my fault for being so damn hot, you know?"
He had a hand over his heart acting as if he was concerned.
I gave him a slight punch in the arm. "Yeah, totally, Luke."
"Was i your favorite?"
"Uh, well...actually i was always more into drummers. But you know, Ashton was older and Clary liked him and got him first so i had to stick with you. But it's acceptable."
His face was like those you wanna take a picture of and save forever.
"Seriously?" His face showed shock and sadness. He was so cute.
GOD WHY DID YOU CREATED SUCH A BEAUTIFUL HUMAN BEING AND PUT HIM ON MY WAY FOR ME TO DIE FROM HIS PERFECTION.
"God, Luke! Of course not, babe! You were always my fave." I kissed his cheek.
He stopped the car for a moment on a side of the street.
"I don't believe you." He said with deception.
"C'mon love, i was joking. You're the hottest one in the band."
"That i know." He said.
"Oh, sorry babe, your ego doesn't fit in the car." I laughed.
He made a mad face.
"Luke, i'm just messing with you. It's just that you're so easy to tease." I said pulling the sleeve of his suit softly.
"You're gonna have to apologize for hurting my feelings." He said without looking at me. He was trying to stay serious but it wasn't working.
"Fine. I'm sorry, Lukey."
"And a kiss." He pointed his cheek.
I got close to kiss his cheek but he turned his face and kissed me on the lips. I followed and soon it became a more passionate kiss. He pulled me towards him with a hand behind my neck and i tangled my fingers in his soft hair.
He pulled away and rested his forehead on mine.
"I would love to keep doing this but we have to get going." He said.
"Sure." I replied and he gave me a peck before starting to drive again.