Entwined

Luke Hemmings. What more is there to say about a childhood best friend who forgot you?


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7. Chapter Seven

Luke's POV

As soon as I walked into the room, I regretted even coming in the first place. 

Once laid eyes on her, the feelings of my past were released. I knew that once again, I was falling for her.

I tried to look away, but I couldn't.

"Uh...hi," I said to her sheepishly.

She studied me for a second before returning the greeting,

"Hello."

She was so calm and casual. I didn't understand it. How could she be this perfect?

I'm pretty sure we stared into each other's eyes for about 30 seconds straight before one of her annoying friends barged in, yelling her name.

She was tugging a boy beside her, who I instantly recognized. It was Mason. He glared at me as the girl (who I assumed was his girlfriend) blabbed on to Mia.

There has always been some tension between Mason and I. We were both in a band. We both played guitar.

We both liked the same person...

That's why I was confused when I saw him with the other girl.

I knew it must have been some kind of plan to get to Mia.

I could feel my face start to turn red as Mia's other friends piled in. I couldn't stand Mason being that close to her.

I decided it was my chance to slip away, so I did.

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I walked back home, since I lived such a short distance away. It only was about a 10 minute walk.

I took the time to gather my thoughts about Mia.

"Why can't I get her out of my head?!" I said out loud. Luckily, no one was around to hear.

I kept turning it over.

Why did I make the stupid mistake of telling her I didn't know who she was?! Of course I did! She was my best friend! Now I am stuck in this huge mess!

Why did I even say that in the first place? It was so stupid!

I thought for a minute until the vivid memory came back-

The night that I got hit by the car was coincidentally the same night I decided to tell her my true feelings.

I told her I loved her.

I stopped and let the words play on repeat in my brain.

The only reason that I said I didn't know her was because I loved her....

And judging by the blank look I had received back from her, she didn't feel the same.

I thought I had made a huge mistake of even saying anything in the first place.

Now looking back I realize the bigger mistake was the one I made after. When she visited me in the hospital.

I was too afraid of losing her as a friend, so I thought if she didn't think I still l had feelings for her, we could just start over and she would never suspect a thing.

We would go back to being best friends, as if I had never said anything. Everything would just go back to normal.

Sadly, that wasn't how it all played out.

Today was the first time we have spoken a word to each other in over 6 years. She would never remember me as anything more than that jerk who confessed his love to her one day, and then forgot about her the next.

And I couldn't blame her.

I was a coward who ran away from his feelings.

I was a coward who still loved her. The hospital released me right after all of my friends left

 

Later that day

Mia's POV

The hospital released me right after all of my friends left.

I was fine. I had just been knocked out, since my head hit the counter when I fell to the floor. I didn't lose any blood or have any scratches, though. 

The whole car ride home was pretty quiet, but that was okay. My mum didn't really have anything to say to me. The ride home was pretty short anyway.

When we pulled into my driveway, I was relieved to just be able to go and lie down in my bed.

I raced upstairs and threw on a pair of sweatpants and a band t-shirt.

I decided to go outside on my balcony for a second.

Then I realized Luke was outside, kicking a ball up against the wall. 

I had forgotten he lived so close.

I couldn't stop thinking about him. 

I wish I had at least told him when he remembered who I was how I really felt about him. 

But I never got that chance. It was taken from me

That was why it hurt so much when he didn't know who I was. I didn't want to look back, in order to prevent myself form getting hurt again.

I wish I didn't bottle up my feelings inside. 

I should have just told him before. 

I could still do it, though. For years I have been unsure of my feelings for him. I hid from him.

Hell, I didn't even know what he looked like!

Until I saw him face to face today. 

Now I know.

I still love him...

Which is exactly what I was afraid would happen.

 

 

 

 

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