I love you <3

"We are 5 minutes away, malady," Luke said in a cute tone.

I yawned and sat up in my seat.

"Where exactly are we going?" I asked.

"First a motel," he said, " the adventure starts tomorrow."

"Why couldn't we just get a hotel?" I asked.

"There aren't any for miles," he answered.

He pulled up to a slightly old yet still running motel. It didn't look like it was a place to be kidnapped, so at least we will be safe. There was ivy lining the wall and it looked really pretty. There were one or two people actually staying there so it was the whole place just for us.

"I'm going to check-in," he yawns.

"Ok," I said.

I began taking the bags out of the trunk and onto the ground next to the car.

"Hey," Luke called, jingling the keys about, "I got a room with two beds so you know."

"Thanks," I shouted, picking up bags and hurling them over my shoulder.

Luke came up behind me and picked up some bags too. We trudged our way into the motel room.

"I'm so tired," I sighed.

"You've been sleeping all day!" He shouted whilst laughing.

"You don't know what I'm going through," I smirked.

I dropped my bags on a bed and lied on top of it. I switched on the tv.

"Damn," I shouted, "you got a hella good motel. There's Netflix and Hulu and everything."

He just shot me a snicker. I turned on Netflix. I was kinda getting into 13 Reasons Why.

"You watch that show?" He laughed.

"Yeah," I chuckled.

"Greyson is my 11th reason," I sighed.

Luke turned to me and sat on my bed, "I don't like you watching these things."

I could see a tear holding on in his eye. He wiped it away and proceeded to unpack.

"What's for dinner?" I asked, finally starting to unpack.

"I guess we can go out," he said, distracted from something.

"I'll pay," I said, "you are already paying for this whole trip."

A tiny smile cracked from between his lips.

"I know you probably don't," he sighed, "but I love you."

This guy gave me literal goosebumps. I smiled and turned away.

"So," I said, "what exactly are we going to do about Greyson?"

"We are going to beat him from the inside out," he replied.

"Mentally or physically?" I asked.

"Both," he said with a snicker lined across his face.

"But-," I said interrupted.

"No my princess," he interrupted.

"HE'S PAYING FOR MY COLLEGE!" I yelled, "what do I do?"

He went silent for a second, "I'll pay."

"You don't have to," I tried to say.

"Shh," he said, grabbing my face, "you are safe and cared for."

A tear flew down my cheek. I looked up at him and smiled. I could feel him staring at me still. He got up and laid on his bed. I switched the tv off and opened up my phone. He was still fucking staring at me.

"You're too damn cute," I finally looked over at him. I got up and jumped on his bed. The bed made small creaks as I pushed it around. I cuddled up next to him.

He was so warm. I started to drift off with him. The sheets and his body created a little bubble of warmth and protection. Maybe I did love him.