Forgetting Luke

This is a typical love story. You have the protagonist. The new girl at school who's extremely pretty and whatnot, who secretly has depression. Her name is Suzy. You have the hopeless romantic who the protagonist 'falls in love' with. His name is Luke. You have the best friend, called Naomi. The best friends soulmate, Michael. The bullies. The boyfriends friends. Just a load of friends. You have the new home, the dead family member, the 'overprotective' mother who really doesn't care. Then there's the twist. This love story isn't perfect, in fact it might be the opposite of one. This is how Suzy, our protagonist, forgot Luke. (Thanks to all of my co-authors: Suzy_Hemmings, ShortPrincessa and Emress for working with me and helping me with my very first Movella) Updates any time from Friday-Sunday (hopefully) https://www.polyvore.com/forgetting_luke/collection?id=5198648 (Outfits for story on Polyvore)

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21. When she gets many dominos pizzas

Suzy's Pov

I was sat on the couch at the end of Luke's bed, Luke's arm wrapped around my waist, when we heard the doorbell ring. Luke looked at me confused. 

"Did you invite anyone over babe?" He asked.

I frowned and shook my head. We both stood up and walked downstairs, me behind Luke my hand still clutching his. 

He opened the door, only to be met by a pizza delivery guy holding just about a dozen pizza's.

"Pizza's for Luke Hemmings?" He said boredly (I still can't spell. Is that even a word?)

Luke still looked confused. 

"Umm, I'm Luke Hemmings, but I didn't order any pizza's," Luke stated.

The pizza's guys face was still blank, showing the expression of concrete when someone has stuck there gum on it. 

"Well you've got a dozen pizza's here to pay for so hurry up. That will be 103 dollers."

For somereason, Luke just happened to have that money in his pocket. 

He handed it over after taking the pizzas and locked the door.

"What else do you have in that pocket, the crown jewels? A guitar? A freaking diamond?"

Luke chuckled. "What are we going to do with all these pizzas?"

I thought for a while before Luke said,"We could always feed them to Michael."

This time it was my turn to laugh. "I don't think even Michael could eat that much pizza." Suddenly something clicked in my head, I knew what we were gonna do.

"We could go out and give it to the homeless! You know, a slice each! That would feed at least 96 homeless! I bet that there aren't even that many so some may even get seconds!" I had my heart set on it, and by the look on Luke's face and the sparkle in his eyes, I knew he was gonna come with me.

"What are you waiting for then? Lets go!"

-after an hour and a half (or 2)-

"We still have 16 slices left. What should we do with them? Surely there are no more homeless?" Luke said, one arm around me, one holding the 2 remaining pizza's.

I had gotten quite emotional listening to the homeless telling us there back story; my cheeks were read from dried tears and my eyes kinda hurt.

"I guess we can give one pizza to Michael and eat the rest ourselves."

So, after dropping the pizza off at Michaels (much to his delight) we found ourselves back on the sofa in Luke's room watching Tangled and eating the rest of the last pizza. Although today was long and emotional, it certainly would stay with me forever. I felt so haply knowing I had done a good thing. People may say it made no difference, but the moment the first man in his cardboard box swallowed that bite of pizza, I knew something good had happened. It may not of been big, but I did make a difference, and it was a good one.

A/N

Wow I didn't know I could say the word pizza so many times in a chapter...

So this chapter was truly inspired by the story about Harry Styles feeding the pizza to the homeless. If you can make a difference (and a good one) please do it because you will feel so amazing later. 

You know, there's this story about this storm, and it had swept all of the starfish onto the beach and left them there to die of dehydration. So this boy went abd started to throw them back in the sea. A passer by then said, "why bother? It won't make a difference. You see there were thousands of starfish on tbe beach; there was no way that the boy would be able to throw them all back. The boy then picked up another starfish and threw it into the water. "There's a difference." He picked up another and threw it in as well. "There's another difference." So the boy carried on leaving the passer by to stand there looking, well, shell shocked. But after a while the passer by realised that the boy was right, and started to throw the starfish back as well. Together they made a difference. 

 

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