Luca: What if I don't want another girl?Mature

Top most wanted guy in stardom? Me? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Hah.

I try to read through the article, but it's just a tangle of words. The picture they used was of me talking to Alice on stage and the caption in white underneath is just another scribble on the page. I don't really care though, ‘cause it's just so funny. Gemme didn't seem so happy about it, but c'mon, it's just so ridiculous that the only thing you can do is laugh.

They have no idea about my past, or apparently my temper, do they? I'm a murderer, a drug addict, fuck up, cheater, liar... I could go on.

Being with Gemme is kinda awkward at the moment; neither of us know what to say to each other. I know she's already impatient and wants me to hurry up and get over it, and that little voice in the back of my head is too, but it's like when we first got together, I'm reluctant to let down my guard. If anything, I'm more reluctant now I know what it's like to really hurt.

I close the magazine and push it away, still kinda laughing inwardly about how ridiculous it is and get up. I wander upstairs, going into Gemme's room.

"Want any help?" I ask, not really knowing what else there is I could say.

"No, no, I'm fine."

"You won't really need much. We've only got a van; there isn't room for too much."

"I know, that's why I said I'm fine." You don't look fine.

"You look kinda pissed off. What's up?"

"Do I? Oh, I'm sorry."

"Well, you don't need to apologise, I was just wondering what's up," I shrug, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"It's just good to know that if I screw up again you'll have a choice of any girl on the face of this planet," she tells me and I can't help but smile slightly, though I try to hide it. It's still ridiculous.

"But what if I don't want another girl?" I ask, attempting to sound casual.

"I'll always be here, I guess," she mutters and I stand up, wrapping my arms around her.

She hugs me back weakly, "I'm just a little insecure I guess." Yeah, you and me both. Here goes...

"I do love you, Gemme," I mumble, swallowing hard, "I guess I just need some time to stop being so nervous about being hurt." That was harder to say than it should have been, but I think she needed to hear it.

"It's a rational fear. I know, I shouldn't have hurt you in the first place." I didn't exactly do anything to make it better, though. I don't really know what else to say, though, so I just kiss the top of her head and hug her silently. I missed this more than I thought I did. She closes her eyes, leaning into me a little more and I smile.

"So uh, what're you gonna bring with you?" I ask after a while, letting go of her and sitting back on the bed.

"Clothes and probably my sketch pad. Oh! Alice's rabbit. Can't forget that." I smile and watch as she packs her clothes up.

"What time does she get out of school?"

"In..." She checks her watch, "now! Oh no..."

"Oh no? What's the biggie, it's not a long walk."

"No, but I've never been late before. Oh, I should've remembered."

"She'll live," I say, getting up, "just tell her we were talking about the phoenix and the knight in shining armor," I smile, taking her hand as we walk down the stairs. Not like it's a lie, at any rate.

"Yeah..." She smiles back. "The most desirable knight in all the land." She laughs.

"Ah, but only one phoenix can ever really have him," I laugh too.

"Good," she grins and I squeeze her hand gently as we turn the corner to the elementary school. Alice is waiting by the gate, looking around for Gemme. Alice runs toward us and Gemme crouches down, opening her arms. "Oh, I'm sorry Alice." She apologises as Alice returns her hug tightly.

"Gemme!" Alice squeals happily and I laugh quietly, watching them wordlessly. Why ruin the moment? Gemme picks up Alice and smiles.

"Come on, we gotta get home and get ready to leave tomorrow." Alice nods all enthusiastically

"Thank you again Luca!"

"S'ok, beautiful," I smile. We get a few odd looks from people. Either they think we're a ridiculously young family, or they know who I am. I just ignore them. "How was your day?"

"Great I got seven out of ten on my spelling test!" She grins.

"Awesome! Well done," I grin back at her.

"You?" She asks, tilting her head slightly. How do you answer that one?

"We had a good day," I glance at Gemme, "you just gotta promise not to sing the kissing song every time you see the knight kiss the phoenix," I tell her in a stage whisper. She giggles nods, holding up her hand in oath.

"Promise!"

"Good girl," I smile, kissing Gemme on the cheek before opening the door to the house again. 

 

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