"I seriously can't believe we're already leaving for California." I rubbed my eyes as I walked out of my bathroom and into my room. Luke was still laying in bed and looked like he was still sleeping.

He said something I couldn't hear since his words were muffled by pillows and blankets. I rolled my eyes and crawled back onto my bed, sitting right on top of him.

"It's time to get up, Luke." I shook his shoulders a he groaned. "It's only six in the morning." I joked.

"Can you please get off me?" He grumbled, not sounding himself. I got off of him and crawled back off my bed, watching his chest rise and fall a few more times before he rolled over and sat up.

I faint smile appeared on my face at the sight of him just waking up. Every person seems to hate the way they look when they get out of bed, but something about his colorless face and sleepy eyes went well with his messy hair. He looked perfect to me at anytime of the day.

"Do you want me to do anything for you?" I quietly asked, seeing that he wasn't in the best mood. He just shook his head at me and I turned around and walked out of my room and into the kitchen.

Usually when I was in a bad mood Luke had just stayed calm around me and was practically walking on eggshells. I hated that I made him do that, but it was a lot better than blowing up at him for something extremely stupid. As for when Luke was grumpy, I wasn't exactly sure because he has never been an angry person. He didn't like fighting or yelling or anything like that so he stayed away from it as much as he could.

I sat in the kitchen and at my breakfast since I decided against paying so much money in an airport for something so simple as a small meal. I heard water running from Luke's bathroom and I groaned as I was afraid we'd leave late and miss our flight.

I got up from my seat and set my dishes in the sink, heading towards Luke's bathroom door.

"Luke?" I called out, knocking on the door a few times. I figured he couldn't hear me since he didn't replied. "Luke." I said louder.

"What?" He asked back, his voice still sounding harsh from over the running water.

"We have to leave in less than half an hour." I reminded him yet hadn't gotten a response from him. I sighed and gave up seeing that I'd just have to deal with his mood for only a little while. I guessed that once he realized that we were going to be on the beach by the end of the day, he'd lighten up.

I went back into my room, double checking everything that was in my suitcase. I knew I really wouldn't need much besides a few bathing suits since I knew I'd be sleeping on the beach the whole day. I hadn't had much more to do to get ready to leave other than to get my things in the car and to actually change out of the clothes I slept in.

I looked down to take notice in my shorts that were covered up by Luke's t-shirt that i had on. I sighed once again and stripped down, grabbing a new set of clothes out of my drawers. I was about to turn around after I changed when I suddenly felt a pair of arms around my waist, making me jump.

"You scared me." I muttered, Luke's chin nuzzling into my neck. "And your hair is dripping." I told him, the cool water running down my neck.

"I'm sorry." He sighed. "I don't know why I'm in a bad mood." He said as I turned around to face him. He was only in the towel wrapped around his waist and had probably soaked my back since he hadn't dried off all the way.

"It's okay." I moved my hands around the back of his neck. "Just remember that we'll be on a flight to California in a few hours." I reminded him, giving him a weak smile.

He nodded his head and my hands went to the sides of his face, brushing away a few drops of water that ran down his face from his hair. He grabbed them and pulled them away from his face and held them in his owns hands for a second. He sighed and dropped them, walking out of my room and into his to get himself ready.

I walked over to my bed, pulling my suitcase off and rolling it towards to front door where my small carry-on bag was. After all the times I've been on an airplane, I've forgotten at least one thing and told myself I wouldn't be doing it again. I was just double checking my things when I heard Luke walking behind me.

"You ready?" He asked, pouring himself a cup of coffee from the pot I had turned on earlier this morning.

"I am." I said, stepping on the cool tile of my kitchen as I entered the room. "Probably too ready." I laughed, standing next to him and get myself a coffee.

He sighed as he rested an arm around my shoulders, pulling me into a side hug. We stayed silent for a moment before he searched around for something.

"My wallet's in my car." He groaned. We had gone out last night to shop last minute for what we needed for spring break. "I'll be right back," He said, kissing the top of my head before grabbing his keys and heading towards the door.

"Don't be long, some idiot guy might show up and try to get on good grounds with me." I joked, referring to the last time we were in the situation.

He seemed to stop what he was doing and he slowly walked back to where he could see me, looking displeased.

"Can we not talk about him just for this week?" He asked, obviously annoyed.

"I was just kidding, Luke." I told him, getting agitated by his mood.

"It doesn't matter if you're kidding, I just don't like having my girlfriend so hung up on some other kid." He said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I'm not 'hung up' on him." I replied, putting his words in air quotes. "He was a complete asshole to me and I'm not going to act like it didn't happen." I explained.

"I just want one week with you where I don't have to worry about him." He rubbed his hands over his face in frustration.

"You don't have to worry about him, I'm not asking you to worry about anything." I answered.

"I'm worried about you, Autumn. I'm worried that one day you're going to run off with someone else." He told me, a feeling of guilt washing over me.

"That would involve losing my best friend and I don't plan on doing that." I said, leaning on the counter as I watched his frustration grow from just a few feet away.

"Look, it would just be nice to be with you, not with you and the thought of your psycho ex-boyfriend." He set of my own anger and his hands tugged at his hair.

"I don't need you looking over me like I'm a damn child." I spat, catching him off guard.

"I'm not looking over you," He quickly replied. "I'm just trying to focus on us."

"That's why we just had a whole conversation about someone other than us, right?" I laughed, shaking my head at him.

"You were the one who brought him up!" His voice raised as he tried to defend himself.

"And you overanalyzed it." I added.

"I didn't overanalyze shit, Autumn." His body tensed as he put his hands on the counter in front of me. I glanced down to his hands gripping the granite then back up to his expressionless face. "Just chill out." He muttered.

"You want me to chill out?" I scoffed. "You've been on edge all morning." I reminded him, as I'm sure he knew.

"This is exactly why I was so weary about starting anything with you. I mess up the slightest bit and it's like the end of the world." His tone was the harshest it's been, cutting right into me. It was one thing to hear him mad at me but another to have him mad with us, with what we turned into.

"Then why are we even trying anymore at this point?" I yelled, shaking my head at him. I tried my best to make it seem like the words hadn't hurt me, but the tears forming in the corner of my eyes were ruining it for me.

"I've been trying my best and it apparently isn't working!" He shouted back, the air over us getting heavy and weighing me down. "And I don't know if you can say the same."

I took in a deep breath, looking back to the wall clock. "Well I have a flight to catch in two hours." I said as I turned back to him.

"Then leave." His voice lowered at my words, which I didn't even get the chance to finish. So I just left it there.

"Alright." I softly said, glancing him up and down once before brushing past him and grabbing my things by the door.

He had followed me but kept his distance, his arms had crossed over his chest and he bit back his lip as he watched me gather my things.

"I'll be back in a week," I began, trying to shut off my emotions. I reached for the door and pulled it open, hauling my things outside. I raised my eyebrows at him, "When I come back I hope you have things figured out." I quietly said, shutting the door between us just a second after the words fell from my mouth.

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A/N:

my heart is breaking :~(

wow this is really short but next chapter will be a lot longer i promise you it will also be a lot better

ily fam, enjoy