Part 8:
*then*
Luke pov:
"what the fuck are you doing?" I thought. I can't be in a relasionship! Being a drug dealer forbid me that. She would be in danger, and she would be a weakness. I can't be weak. I should stay away from her.
Your pov:
Next day after my work I saw that Luke wasn't waiting for me. He didn't come. I felt sad but I tried to ignore this feeling and I walked back home. Alone. Happily nothing happened. But when I entered in my house I was regretting the fact that he didn't come. Maybe something happen to him? Or maybe he doesn't want to see me anymore. What was I thinking anyway? Having a crush on a drug dealer is ridiculous. During almost a week I ddon't didn't see Luke, every nights I had to walk back home alone. So that night I also walked back home alone. I didn't want to sleep, so I just stayed in my room drawing some stuffs. I love to stay awake when everybody is sleeping. I feel like I am in a secret world where no one will do anything to me. It was nearly 4 am when I heard noise. It repeated five times before I understood that it was coming from the window. I stood up and looked by the window and I saw Luke.
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FanfictionLuke and Mary are different as moon and sun, Luke is the dangerous drug dealer of the town, Mary is the good high school student. Still, they're mean tone together even if everything on their ways tend to separate them.
