Luke's POV.
"Come on, man! Cheer up!" My friends kept persuading me to enjoy the party but I couldn't.
I can't when my flower isn't beside me.
I closed my eyes massaging my temple, my feet dipping at the cold water of the pool.
I miss her.
I just want to be with her.
Feel her body close to me.
Hear her mumble nonsensical things and ramble about anything beside me.
Occasionally showering me innocent kisses and all that sort.
I wanted her to come with me, but I know she doesn't like parties, but I couldn't say no to my friends.
Plus, in a relationship its not very healthy to keep both your worlds revolving around each other.
That's just toxic. Some people might find it sweet that their boyfriend is like over possessive with them to the point its disturbing, but briar doesn't want
