Vanessa's POV
Why aren't we a couple?

Those word replayed in my head over and over and over again. I think in these few days I can tell the difference when Luke is being serious and when he's being silly. This is serious Luke.

I know this shouldn't really be a shock for me since Luke expressed his desire for me on day one but I didn't think he'd actually be straight forward with it. Especially on the same day I break up with my now ex-boyfriend.

"Can you just say something, please?" He said bringing me out of my thoughts. I put my spoon in my fro-yo, putting it down on the table, and turning my entire body to face him.

"Luke, I just got out of a really serious and long relationship," I began. I don't want to hurt his feelings. I really don't but I also don't want to give him false hope because I'm not that kind of person to string someone along like that.

"Do you like me?" He asked me. His blue eyes pierced into mine showing the intensity and the seriousness behind them.

"I like you as a friend," I stated. I mean, I do find him attractive. With his honey blonde hair always in a quiff. His electric blue eyes and the lip piercing that suits him perfectly. Not to mention he has the perfect arms to get wrapped up in.

"Do you like me more than that? And don't lie, I know when you do," Crap. He's figured me out by now.

"I do like you beyond us being friends," Telling him the truth. Why lie about it? He is good-looking.

"Then why not start a relationship with me? That's what happens when two people like each other," His gaze was still intense but so was mine.

"Luke, I'm not just going to start dating a guy I just met yesterday," Its time for reality to slap him in his face. "This isn't a Disney fairytale where the guy and the girl just get married and live happily ever after. This is reality and that means shit is fucked up more than it should be. I can't tell you yes because that would be a lie to me and to you and it wouldn't be fair to drag you along. I couldn't do that to you. So no. I won't start a relationship with you. Not now and maybe not tomorrow but some time in the near future, where I'm not fucked up in the head, I can. But not now."

He just nodded in approval. "I think its time to go. Its getting pretty late," He says and gets and walks to my car without me.

Rejection is a bitch...

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