Love Like That (L.H Fanfic)

“Have you ever had a love so pure and perfect with all its imperfections, that everyone wishes that they had one like that?”
“But even with all its imperfections, it takes only one mistake to destroy it”
Sophie Marin has been known for falling in love. She fell in love so many times that at one point she just...fell. Without fear or hesitation. But each time, the relationship fell apart on her. Just as she was about to give up on dating, she fell in love. And she fell...hard. She wasnt expecting it to say the least. Nor did she expect it to happen so fast. But she was scared. So, not ready to date, she became friends with him. Thinking thats what he wanted too. But unknown to her, he felt the same. This guy is Luke Hemmings. The guy everyone wants. A contradiction to Soph. The girl no one wants. Their love was perfect. Everyone wishes they had a love like that, but do they?


1. Chapter 1

“I don’t know Marie. I think I’m just about ready to give up on dating” I sighed as I fidgeted.

“No, you’re just about ready to give up on dating guys who only do half-ass things. I promise you this guy does not do things half-ass” Marie said, batting my hands away from my hair. “Don’t touch”

“How do you know? I bet you haven’t even met this guy” I looked into her eyes through the mirror.

Marie took a moment to try and come up with an answer before she slowly said; “well…no…not really”

“Marie!!!” I said, whining. Marie smiled quickly though and shrugged.

“But that doesn’t really matter. Jackson said that he’s a really nice guy”

“Oh! Jackson said that he’s a really nice guy!” Marie nodded and smiled. “Oh, good, I feel so much better! Because I was really worried that Jackson wasn’t going to tell the truth for once. Oh, thank you for clearing that up”

Marie looked at me, shooting daggers with her eyes. I laughed.

“I’m only kidding Mars” I told her. She didn’t look like she believed me. Which was fair enough. I wasn’t a big fan of her boyfriend, Jackson.

“I’m sure you are” She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “I wish you would give him a chance. He’s actually a nice guy when you get to know him”

I scoffed. “Well, I do keep giving him chances…” Marie gave

me a look that said ‘get real’. “Fine. I just can’t stand him. He just seems so…fake. And besides, I’ve seen him flirt with other girls. And everytime, I walk past him, he just looks at me and smiles. It’s creepy”

“There’s nothing wrong with flirting. And he’s probably just trying to be nice to you and you’re just imagining things”

“Whatever. I love you but you’re just going to have to live with me not loving your guy. Okay?”

“I’ll try”

“Thank you”



The date was a disaster. They say that you’re friends are your friends because they’re like you in a way. Well, Jackson’s friend was exactly like him. It was disgusting. He flirted with every girl in sight…and woman. And when he did pay attention, I wish he didn’t. All he talked about was himself. Or sport. Or ‘how dope was that surfer dude when he hit that half-pipe?’ I honestly had no idea what he was saying half the time. Or he was telling me I had a ‘rad body’ and that I had a ‘great rack and ass’. Marie looked at me apologetically at that. I gave his friend a fake smile. When will this date end? I internally groaned. Someone up there must really like me because Jake and his mate had to go. I had to stop myself from sighing in relief when they announced they had to go. His mate winked at me as he left and I nearly gagged. The only thing this guy does that isn’t half-ass is having sex with girls ‘with a great bod and rack’ I thought. Marie should probably do her research before she promotes them.

Jake kissed Marie – a full on pash with a tongue – and then left. She turned to me. I sighed and rubbed my face.

“He wasn’t that bad” She said, still trying to make this guy sound like anyone but him.

“Wasn’t that bad? Did you not hear him?” I asked, incredulous. “ ‘I was at this party once and I got so wasted…You have a great bod and rack, I bet you’d be really good in bed’” I mimicked his voice.

“I didn’t know, honestly. I swear. I promise next time, the next guy will be totally different” She said. I looked at her, sharply.

“There won’t be a next time. No more blind dates. No more setting me up with Jake’s friends. They’re all exactly the same. Exactly like Jake” Marie gasped, hurt. “I’m sorry, but it’s true. You can’t see it but I can. He’s going to hurt you and burn you and you’re going to come to me, crying and I’m going to say ‘I told you so’”

Marie stood up, angry now. “You know what, I’m so sick of you being mean to Jake. All he does is try and be friends with you and you just keep giving him the cold shoulder. I said I’ll try but I’m not going to try if you won’t. So until you’re ready to give him a chance, I don’t think we can be friends” She said, yanking her purse of the ground.

“I see how it is. Misters before sisters, am I right?” I said, glaring at her. I couldn’t believe she was going to pick her ‘boyfriend’ over me. We’ve been friends longer than she’s been dating him.

“Yes. That’s exactly how it is. Now, I’m probably going to hang out with my boyfriend because he is always there for me” She left and I sighed. I was exhausted. But I was also shocked that she’d leave me just like that. I rubbed my temples. I feel this mornings coffee slowly leak out of me. I stand up and yank my handbag of the chair. Today would have to be one of the least favourite days. I decided to order another coffee so I walked to the counter. The boy at the counter looked at me and smiled. He seemed like a nice guy. He had dirty blonde hair that was swept into a fringe to the side. He wore a beanie over it and he was taller than the average boy but not scary tall. And his eyes were the lightest yet strongest, most compelling shade of blue. It was like the colour of the ocean on a clear summers day and I felt myself wondering what it would be like to be lost in them and if I would ever want to be found. His name tag read Luke. I noticed that there was a question in his eyes about what just happened. I gave a slight shake of my head.

“Can I please have a skinny soy vanilla latte?”

“Sure” He said, taken aback. As he typed in my order on the screen, I raised my eyebrow at him. He shrugged and chuckled slightly. “You just don’t look like a skinny soy vanilla latte girl”

I laughed. “You know what a skinny soy vanilla latte girl looks like?” I raised an eyebrow at him.

Luke shrugged. “They usually look skinny with perfect everything”

“That is true. Those girls usually do order that but not all. I’m not a skinny girl with perfect everything. I just happen to love what a skinny soy vanilla latte tastes like” I said. It was my turn to shrug.

“You’re right. I am being stereotypical” He didn’t look one bit ashamed of it though and I liked that. You shouldn’t be ashamed for voicing your thoughts and opinions. I was really starting to like this guy. “What’s your name?” He asked me.

“Oh, Sophie” I said, spelling my name too. It’s surprising how bad people can spell and many get my name wrong.

“I knew how to spell it but thanks. I understand why you spelt it though. Some of my co-workers couldn’t spell if they’re life depended on it. But you didn’t hear that from me” He winked and found myself giggling. I was about to open my mouth to say something to him when someone rudely interrupted;

“What’s the hold up?”

Luke’s face went from playful to something else. I wasn’t sure what it was. It could have been anger or annoyance but it was gone too fast. “Some people these days have no patience. Especially when it comes to coffee. They act like their life is over if they don’t get their morning coffee. They act like their life depends on it” He whispered to me. The playful look was back. I was glad. “You better move a little because I don’t want these coffee crazed addicts to hurt you” I laughed and moved towards the pick up area. Once my coffee was handed to me and I had paid, I waved goodbye to Luke. He smiled at me and I saw a hesitation in his eyes.

I turned and started to leave when I felt a hand on my arm. “Wait!” I turned. Luke was standing in front of me. He smiled at me warmly. “I just want you to know you can do way better in both the friend and boyfriend department. I know its not my place”

“Oh he wasn’t my boyfriend. It was a blind date. I don’t know why I even came honestly. I always thought blind dates were stupid”

“Oh. Well, I’m glad. And also, your friend…”

“Wasn’t really the best friend I could have.” I finished for him. He smiled, relieved. He was clearly uncomfortable. But why? He shuffled his feet and glanced down shyly. I bit my lip. I don’t know why but I found myself attracted to him. You hardly know him, Soph. Don’t be ridiculous. You don’t really wanna start something you know wont be finished my subconscious snarled at me. It was right. I had been burned so many times, my heart was all scare tissue – metaphorically speaking.

“Well…I just want to let you know that if you need someone to talk too, then I’m here. I know that’s weird because we only just met and we don’t know each other but I just figured…you know…” He said to me, smiling at me shyly. I blushed. “My number is on that cup so…if you don’t want it, just throw it out…” He was so awkward…and again, somehow I thought it was endearing and cute. What was with me today? I looked at the cup and sure enough, in a black marker, a number was scrawled underneath my name.

“Thanks. I think I’ll keep it for now” I said. Luke’s eyes lit up and sparkled. I nearly let all the air escape my lungs as I realised why I was so fascinated and liking this boy whom I had only just met. I had fallen for him and his eyes, so blue, sparkling made me realise it. I swear I never was going to fall for another guy again and here I am, falling hard for this boy. My heart stopped at this revelation and squeezed painfully. It couldn’t take any more hurt. I couldn’t take any more pain. We both wouldn’t be alive much longer if we got burned again. But then the pain sort of lessened and my heart thumped and I began to feel…hope. Luke looked like he wouldn’t burn anyone. But that was the same thing I thought every time and I still got burned. Before he could say anything more, I thanked him hastily and walked quickly out of the shop. Leaving him standing there to wonder what the hell just happened. 

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