CHAPTER 81: First Fight

"Hold the pose," Luka commanded.

I looked at the boy in front of me with shiny bright eyes with Tacos by the side and a drawing pad in front of him.

How did I get here?

One minute I was trying to explain to him that I had lots of stuff to do after practise. The next I was trying to list all the reasons why I wasn't going to leave school with him and the next I'm leaving with him, we were getting food from a food truck and driving to the ocean.

I stared at the ocean, relaxing and breathing in the clean air. It made sense why Luka said being by the water was his best thing.

His eyes were focused on travelling between me and his drawing pad. There was nothing for me to do except to sit still, breathe, and stare at him.

I'm still in awe of how I feel whenever I look at him. It's like fireworks and warmth explode inside my chest and I'm overwhelmed with affection and tenderness. The need to never see him hurt or lack or suffer just engulfs me. My mom was right. I have it so bad for h