Chapter 21

Reggie's POV

I poof back to the Hollywood Ghost Club and go into the studio. I don't understand why Samantha doesn't want me to trust Luke. It's not like he's done anything wrong.

Samatha poofs into the studio but I don't feel like talking to her so I ignore her.

"Reggie, look I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you upset." She says. "I'm just trying to warn you Luke isn't who you think he is." I continue to ignore her not even looking in her direction. I tried to look busy by picking up my bass. "Reggie you can't trust him, he's gonna hurt you and Alex. Get rid of you like he did all his other bandmates."

"I don't believe you." I say. I know I only just met Luke but somehow I know deep down he'd never hurt me or Alex.

"Look, I'm sorry." Samantha says. "Just forget I said anything. I'll let you hedge whether or not you can trust Luke."

"Thanks." I say.

She poofs away and just as she's gone Luke poofs in and I instantly feel much happier. "Hey." I smile putting my bass on the stand.

"Hi." He says. "Hey um....I know we just met and all....but I feel like I've known you forever." Luke says.

"Yeah, I totally get that." I say. "Maybe we were best friends or something in an alternate universe."

"Yeah, maybe." He says smiling at me. "Anyways so um....I don't know this is really awkward I'm sorry. I...you wanna go out?"

"Like as a date?" I say.

"Uh, I mean only if you want it to be a date...it doesn't have to be a date if that's weird or-"

"Yes." I say.

"What?"

"Yes, I'd like to go on a date with you." I say.

"Okay then." Luke says." he smiles. He holds out his hand and as if on instinct, I take it. Everything feels so natural. Being with him feels so natural, so right, so perfect.

He poofs us to the beach and as if we've been here together a million times before, as if by habit, I lean in close to him and kiss him, and he kisses back instantly as if it was even unexpected.

We pull away and his cheeks turn pink as he looks away. "Sorry, we are probably moving a bit fast."

"Yeah...sorry." I say feeling my face get hot. I haven't even been on a date with this guy for a whole minute and I already messed it up. He probably hates me now, why wouldn't he I just kissed him and we barely know each other.

"Let's get to know each other a bit more." Luke says.  I definitely made this awkward. He probably won't want to see me after this date. "Wanna play twenty questions."

"Yes!" I say excitedly. Not only were there so many things I want to ask him, I have a whole list of good questions for this game. This will be hard to mess up even for me.

"Alright, you wanna go first then?" Luke smiles.

"Sure if that's okay with you." I say. Great, what if he thinks I'm some weird stalker because I'm not scored to play twenty questions?

"Ask me anything. Don't be afraid to get personal." He says.

"Okay...." Suddenly every question I wanted to ask him didn't seem as interesting. His favorite color is blue, his favorite animal is a golden retriever, his favorite song he's ever written is Crooked Teeth....wait how do I know all this? And Crooked Teeth isn't one of his songs. I know the call by heart and Crooked Teeth is definitely not one of them, I don't even know where that came from."

"What, all of the sudden you have no questions?" He smiles.

"No...it's just...never mind." I say. "What's your favorite food." I ask but I know it's streetdogs, we'll probably not anymore.

"It was streetdogs before one killed me," he laughs. "Now I'd probably say pizza."

"No way me too!" I say.

"I figured." Luke smiles. "You seem like a pizza guy. Alright, how many of my songs do you know how to play?" He asks with a grin.

"Uh......ha ha um not a lot." I say. "Just Now or Never, Long Weekends, Lakeside Reflection, My Name is Luke, Twlight, In Your Starlight, Boy in the Leather Jacket, Get Lost, Beach Days...."

"So all of them?" Luke laughs.

"Yeah...all of them." I admit. "You're a great song writer."

"Thanks." He says. "Your turn."

"Okay um, when we first met, you said you thought Bobby poisoned you, why?" I ask.

"Guy was always jealous of my song writing." Luke says. "And turns out he changed his name and stole a bunch, giving me zero credit."

"I'm so sorry." I say. "That's so unfair, they're your songs and you should get credit."

"Ah it's fine." He shrugs. "What am I gonna do about it anyways. Besides if he didn't kill me I never woulda properly met you."

I feel my lips turn into a smile. It did t make me feel flustered or awkward, but just simply loved. He puts his arm around me and it feels natural just to let myself lay my head on his shoulder. This just feels right.

Luke's POV

I am on a date with Reggie and I already know he's the one for me. Everything about him is best perfect and I love him. I know I just met him, but it's true. I love this boy.

His head his on my shoulder and my arm is around him, and everything just feels perfectly right. Like we have been together for forever. It's my turn to ask a question, and there is one that has been burning in my brain for a while now.

"Alright, I finally have a question." I say. "And you can definitely chose not to answer it, it's kinda personal." I say. "Why do you think it's your fault you were murdered?"

He removes his head from my shoulder and I know I've asked the wrong question. "I'm sorry you don't have to answer." I quickly say.

"No, it's fine." He says. "It's just...it's kinda a long story." He says. "But here's the short version. I was living with Alex because my dad....my dad hates me." He says. "But the night you were gonna play the Orpheum me and Alex got into a big fight, so I decided just to go home instead of to his house." He takes a deep breath. "I've been gone for about two months and my dad...wasn't very happy to see me. If I never would have gotten those tickets, I wouldn't have gotten in a fight with Alex and I would have never gone home."

"That doesn't make it your fault." I say. "Your dads a real a**hole. You could hate you. You are so amazing and I'm so sorry that happened to you."

"Well, one good thing did come out of it." He says looking over at me into my eyes. "I got to meet you."

We stare into each other's eyes and I just can't resist it anymore. I cup my hands around his face and kiss him and he immediately begins kissing back. All of the sudden I get a flash of some sort of memory, only I don't remember it happening before. It was of me and Reggie, at the beach, like we are now. But it was different, I can't explain it.

But one things for sure...something isn't right here. Somehow, I've meet him before this.