Are you kidding me! You can’t leave me hanging like that!
Okay so I just read the whole RAIN series at once, and I need part 17 omg
Girl, like we all need this on wattpad
can’t wait for 17
I’m so ready for the next chapter of rain!
OMG! I just started reading ‘Rain’ and read all 16 parts in a row! I am obsessed! It had me crying and laughing! Thank you! How often do you post? I can’t wait for part 17!
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Luke trailed behind me as we walked on the sand that surrounded the lake. It was mid winter so the lake was frozen, but the sand was still nice to walk on. Usually, I would go ice skating with Luke. But something tells me that’s not going to happen this year. Or any other year for that matter. I still can’t believe he’s going to die in three months. Three months. I thought I would have him for the rest of my life. I looked in the corner of my eyes to see him not too far behind me. A grey beanie sat on his head along with a plain black sweatshirt. His hands were stuffed in his pockets to protect them from the cold air. I faced forward and crossed my arms over my chest.
"We can walk together, you know." Luke said from behind me.
I shook my head and walked a bit faster. A rock wall is coming up and I’m eventually going to have to turn around at some point. I felt something touch my foot and I looked down and screamed. A crab scurried around in the sand trying to find the ocean.
"What? What happened?" Luke ran over to me.
I pointed to the crab with wide eyes and Luke chuckled. He bent down and picked up the crab, holding it in the palm of his hand. He moved it towards my face and I stumbled backwards. Luke laughed again, “It’s not going to bite you.”
I narrowed my eyes at him and he looked at me with a goofy grin on his face. I smiled at him because his smile is so contagious. Seeing him happy makes me happy. How can he be so happy knowing he’s going to die? I looked down at the grab in his hand. I wonder what it’s like to be a crab. Only looking at life in one direction. They can’t look anywhere else because they’re forced to look only one way. Almost like Luke. He’s looking at life in one direction, only has one way to go. I looked away from Luke and slowly started to walk away. I saw him put the crab down and he jogged up next to me.
"I don’t want you to be mad at me." He admitted.
"I’m not bad at you. I’m mad at myself."
"Because I’m in love with you."
He stopped walking and his jaw dropped. I forgot that I never told him that I loved him. I just told him I couldn’t love him. “You…you love me?”
"Yes. And that’s why I’m mad at myself." I started to walk back towards the lake house. Luke followed behind me, not bothering to catch up with me. I looked back to see his gaze on the on the ground and his hands stuffed in his pockets again. I looked forward and kept walking, needing to be away from him. Or I might start to cry.
Later at night
I looked in the mirror and flattened my dress. My hair was down in it’s natural styles and I had very little make up on. We’re going out to dinner since it’s the first night were here. The way the house is set up, there’s only one room upstairs and three downstairs. Usually, Luke takes the upstairs one, but he’s becoming more weak. So I took it this year. I slipped my heels on my feet and headed downstairs to see my mom and Luke’s mom sitting in the living area.
"You look pretty." My mom said.
I smiled warmly at her, “Thanks.”
"We’re going to be late. Can you go check if Luke is almost ready?" Luke’s mom asked me.
"Uh, sure." I hesitated a bit, but then I walked towards his room. The door was shut and no noise was coming from the other side. I knocked on the door, but he didn’t respond. My heart rate sped up and I turned the knob of the door. It opened and Luke wasn’t anywhere in sight. Oh my God.
"Luke?" I spoke out loud.
A figured appeared from the other side of the room and I sighed of relief. He was dressed in a white button up shirt with black skinny jeans. He had a black tie around his neck except it wasn’t tied yet. His hair was, as always, gelled up to perfection. He looked really good, despite being sick.
"Hi, sorry. I was in the bathroom." He said playing with his tie
I sighed, “Are you almost ready to do?”
"Yeah, I just…" He looked up from his tie, his eyes landing on me. They trailed my body and I fiddled with my fingers.
"What?" I spoke up.
"Nothing. You just…you look beautiful."
I blushed and looked down at my feet, “Thanks.”
"I just have to tie my tie and then I’ll be ready." He played with it, still not being able to tie it.
I laughed, “Come here, I’ll tie it.” I walked towards him. I reached up at pulled the pieces of fabric together. He looked at me, but I kept my gaze focused on the tie. I miss being this close to him. I could almost feel his heartbeat and it’s a bit reassuring. He’s still alive. For now. I finished his tie and looked up meeting his gaze. His lips were inches from mine and my God am I tempted to kiss them. His hands traced my sides, sending shivers down my body. His touch is electrifying; hard to resist. His eyes stared straight into mine, almost in a begging type of way. I want to kiss him. I want to kiss him so bad. But it took every fiber in my being to pulled away from him and walked backwards. ”Uh, we’re leaving so uh, yeah…” My voice trailed and I exited him room. I left him standing in there alone. I so badly want to turn around, run to him and hold him close to me. I want to tell him how much I love him. But I can’t.
I just can’t.
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A/N: I just wanna say how happy it makes me that people are enjoying this story. I’ve had this idea in my head for three years and now it’s coming to life. Thank you for making it enjoyable, I love you all so much :)