Our Summer

Chapter 51

   By the time I got down the stairs, tears were streaming down my face.
Lucas looked up from the couch where he was laying. I turned my head so he couldn’t see me cry and hurried down the hall to my room while he called after me. I didn’t stop.
I got to my room and crawled into my bed, pulling the blankets over my head.
Lucas knocked on my door a few times, but when I didn’t answer, he must’ve given up and just walked straight in.
“Nat, what’s wrong?” he asked softly from beside my bed. I sniffed and didn’t answer.
“C’mon, Nat,” he murmured. “Talk to me.”
“I don’t want to,” I muttered, my voice muffled from the blanket. I thought I heard him laugh a little. I felt his arm wrap around my waist through the blanket.
“You’re so stubborn,” he said, and pulled the blanket off of my head. Then he sighed, and he brushed his finger over my damp cheek. “What’s wrong?” he asked gently. I sighed and turned my head towards him.
“Nothing,” I mumbled.
“Don’t make me tickle you,” he threatened into my ear, poking my side. I smiled a little and pushed his hand away. “You okay?” he asked, more seriously.
“Yeah,” I sat up and pulled my knees to my chest.
“What’s wrong?” he asked momentarily.
“Nothing,” I smiled at him and sat on the edge of my bed. “I’m fine,” I slid my arms around his waist and laid my head against his chest, breathing him in. He smelled like a mixture of his cologne that was fading off and the ocean. The smell itself made me feel better.
“Are you sure?” he asked uncertainly, putting his strong arms around me.
“Yes,” I whispered, pushing away the nagging thoughts about how I was leaving in just a week. I focused on Lucas, and only Lucas. “I’m sure.” I squeezed him a little tighter.

  AN: Alright, so there's only a few more chapters left. (: Thanks so much for sticking with me throughout this story! All of you mean so much to me. Thank you for reading (: I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Have a wonderful day. ♥