Forgetting Luke

This is a typical love story. Or should I say fan fiction. Either way, this is all you need for a late night.


16. When he climbs through the window

-Susannah's Pov-

I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling. My mind was full of thoughts of Luke and utterly useless song lyrics. The other thing in my head was a voice. A voice that tells me that I'm ugly, that I'm fat. All the horrible thoughts that only vanish when I'm with Luke. 

I went back home eventually, as my mum sent the police after me. I didn't want to go home. I never want to go home. Cuz this isn't my home. It's just the house where my mum lives.

Suddenly a loud thud sounded from my window. I looked over just as another one hit. Someone was throwing stones at my window. 

I jumped out of bed and shuffled over to the crystal clear glass, a few finger prints here and there, and opened it so I could see down below me. I felt a pair of lips on mine and gasped, stumbling backwards. There was Luke, halfway through my window.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Luke, you scared me." I whispered, careful not to wake up my mum. 

"How did you climb up the wall? Your not spiderman are you?"

Luke chuckled and held out his hand.

"No, but I can be your peter pan. Take my hand and fly away with me!"

I giggled and grabbed his hand, jumping from my window to the grass below gracefully. Well, I may or may not have screamed all the way down and landed on Luke at the bottom.


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