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im crying real tears
BOIII
when Luke's hair is a little wet and he's got that one piece that hangs down onto his forehead
Me and You // 2
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a/n: this is the requested part 2! i hope you guys like it, and feedback is always appreciated/welcomed.
[part 1]
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As soon as you woke up that morning you booked the soonest flight home; the furthest away from Luke that you could seemingly get. After the argument last night, the things that were shared, and the things that were done you didn’t know if you wanted him involved in the life of the child growing inside of you.
It wasn’t like you didn’t love Luke anymore, it was near impossible to not love him. He was the only person you could possibly love in this world filled with so much hate and violence. Luke was the person to actually open the doors of love, marriage, and children to you, but now things were turning into you packing your things and tuning him out of yours and your child’s life.
Leaving the hotel and going through the airport brought loads of media attention, which you expected none of, and the sudden influx of camera flashes and questions caused your phone to buzz non-stop; all from Luke frantically asking where you were, why all your things were packed up and gone, and why the hell you were at the airport. You ignored the texts, going through your contacts until you reached his number, clicking the little phone icon. The dial tone barely rang once until his voice filled your ears, “Y/N what the hell are you doing?” You took a deep breath, composing yourself before you whispered; “I’m leaving.”
greaser!luke
HOW?!?!?!
Me and You
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a/n: gif is not mine so if you know who made it please tell me so I can credit them! this includes a lot of language, fighting, and throwing things in arguments so just forewarning you all. [feedback is appreciated and tell me if you want a part 2!]
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It was times like this where you wanted to hide away and forget about all of the responsibilities that you held, and all of the people that you had to face. Luke would be getting back any minute and how would you tell him this news that would rock his world; “Hey babe in about 9 months I’m going to be giving birth to a baby and you’re the father so congratulations!”
Getting pregnant wasn’t a thought in your minds since you religiously took birth control pills, and Luke wore condoms whenever he remembered. Yeah, you and Luke have talked about having children, but they were always years in the future, and now you had to tell him that your life plans were going to be moved forward a few years. Now you were carrying a little Hemmings inside of you which terrified you deeply because their careers were continuously growing, with no signs of stopping, and there was no way that Luke was going to be taking this information lightly.
Your bouts of nausea and migraines were easy to blame on jet-lag and exhaustion, but now that you weren’t travelling across the country anymore the symptoms of your progressing pregnancy were going to be harder to make up excuses for. Tonight was the night that you were going to show him the little plus sign on the white stick that showed him that he was going to be a father even though the timing was horrible and you both were very young, it was happening.
As you stood at the balcony, watching the lights and stars of the city you were currently in, you heard the hotel door click making your stomach churn while your nerves kicked in high gear, and before you were able to turn around and grab the small stick on the bed before Luke got ahold of it he already had it in his hand looking at you as if you were the most beautiful thing in the world, but also as if you were the worst.
Luke at Tinley Park (my pics don't remove caption)