~2 years ago~
I laid on my back staring up at the stars. The cool night breeze was biting at my skin. The fabric underneath my body was soft to the touch.
I took in a deep breath, savoring the smell of the salty ocean water and the cologne of the boy lying next to me.
My left hand was enclosed in his right.
I turned my head to look at him. He was still looking at the stars, unaware of my eyes on his.
"Luke?" He turned his head to look at me. He looked perfectly content. It almost broke my heart how happy he was at that moment.
"Yeah?" I could hear his accent even with such a short word. That accent was music to my ears.
"Can I ask you something?"
He didn't answer, just waited for me to go on.
"Would you still love me if I wasn't here anymore?" I bit my lip, waiting for his answer.
His eyebrows furrowed together.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know," I turned my head back to the heavens, "Like, what if something happened and we couldn't be together anymore?"
I felt his breath tickle my ear as he thought about it.
"If something happened, and one of us left, I would try to get you back,"
"Would you still love me?" I asked as I felt my heart break even more.
"Of course I would. What are you trying to say, Lucy?"
I ignored his question, "You wouldn't be mad? If I just left you?"
I couldn't feel his breath anymore. I looked at him. He was still staring back at me. Hurt in his eyes.