~Chapter 25~

A/N Hellooooo!

Something must be wrong with Wattpad because I went into "My Works" and um, Too Late has 333 votes.....

WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING TO ME I'M AN EMOTIONAL WRECK, 333 VOTES, YOU'RE AMAZING THANKYOU SO MUCH

And to all the people who've been commenting/tweeting me telling me that Too Late is your favourite fanfic, thank you so much and lets all group hug.

I GOT LIKE 15 RT'S ON MY "RT IF YOU HATE THE FICTIONAL CHARACTER STACIE BROOKS" TWEET HAHAHAHA YOU GUYS HATE HER SO MUCH I'M LAUGHING SO HARD.

I'm gonna do something I haven't done before, which is write in a different personal view. This is a one off, because I want my story 99% from Lexi's point of view, but I feel that this chapter is necessary.

ENJOY xx

-Steph

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{LUKE'S POV}

It's like the adrenalin pumping through my veins has been hiding in my body somewhere for my whole life. I've never felt something quite like it.

Sleep? Who needs that? Food, I don't have time for it. Yet all I'm doing is waiting. All I've done since 1am last night is sit here in this hard plastic chair, staring at the office door of the Police Station. Waiting. As the night turns to day outside, it gets busy, but my eyes don't leave the door. It opens and closes multiple times over the hours, my heart catching in my throat each time, but there's never any news.

The world is spinning around me, but I can't move, I can't keep living while there's a piece of me missing. Who knew one person could change my life so much.

Sure, I'd had girlfriends before, and they meant lots to me, but never have I felt the way I feel toward Alexis, about any girlfriend in my life ever.

She was special. She was different, in a good way. You could see her happiness in her eyes, in her smile. She'd suffered in her life, but she was strong. She saved my life.

She was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life, and like a magnet, whenever she was around I couldn't take my eyes off her. Looking into her eyes, I felt safe, and loved and cared for. Typically being a fairly shy guy, I'd get up in front of 5 million people and sing for them, if I could look into her eyes the whole time. With her, my nerves disappeared. She made my shyness disappear.

The first time I saw her I knew I wanted her in my life. And when I went to kiss her that night, I mentally slapped myself, realizing that I didn't even know her. That wasn't normal for me, I was quiet, I'd never done something so bold before then, I guess it's just the effect she had on me. I wanted to call her mine from the moment our eyes met.

I wanted her to stay in my life forever. I wanted to protect her. I promised myself after the fire that I'd never let her fall in harm's way ever again.

Whoever kidnapped her tonight, not only ripped her out of her world, but mine too.

And the police were notified, and I told my parents I was staying at Ashton's, and yet still no one knows what is happening, not even the police. I was close to breaking down, I felt so helpless. I couldn't protect her; I shouldn't have let her walk out to the car on her own at that time of the morning.

I was to blame for all this. I needed to speak to someone, get an update.

For the first time since I arrived at the station many hours ago, I got up from my char, running my fingers through my hair, and walked over to the front desk.

"Excuse me, any news on Alexis Reid?"

The brunette police officer typed a few things into her computer before looking up at me with sympathetic eyes.

"I'm sorry. They're not sending out a search party until it's lighter. There was no point looking at night."

She rubbed her eyes, the dark circles under them a clear indication that she was tired. Hah, try sitting up all night in suspense waiting for news, praying to god that your loved one hasn't been murdered and skinned.

"Its fucking 8am the sun has been up for hours! Make them start searching!" My fist smashed against the hard countertop. The officer jumped, obviously not expecting my violent outburst. "Dammit, stuff you guys! I'll do it myself." I turned and walked out of the station, clenched fists by my sides.

She called after me frantically but I ignored her and kept walking, down the steps and along the footpath. Raindrops fell from the sky, hitting my head, back and shoulders. Today was the complete opposite of yesterday. Yesterday it was sunny and warm. Today it was overcast, cold and rainy. Yesterday I had the perfect day with my girlfriend. Today was my worst nightmare.

I kept my eyes on the pavement below my feet, walking towards Ashton's house. Suddenly I bumped into someone. Looking up I recognized her straight away.

"Hey Stacie." I forced a smile.

"Hey, Luke, everything okay?"

"Nope."

No no no no nothing was okay. Looking at Stacie, her features reminded me more of Lexi. Her blonde hair, blue eyes. Not stick thin, not extremely short. Just tall enough for me. Everything that Lexi was.

"What's up?" She asked, a concerned look coming over her face. She turned and we began to walk again.

"Alexis. She's gone. I don't know where she is. A guy pushed her in his van last night, and drove off. I chased after them for a bit but I just couldn't keep up."

Hearing it all for the second time, the words coming out of my mouth still shocked me. Nothing felt real.

Stacie gasped. I turned my head to look at her, the tears in her eyes a clear indication that she cared.

"Ohmygosh that's so terrible Luke...I just... Why would anyone do that? She's such a lovely girl!"

She thrust her hand into my right hand, Her fingers falling in the spaces between mine. She gently squeezed it, the tears slowly streaming down her cheeks. Her hand in mine felt different to Lexi's, but it was still comforting.

"Do you wanna go for a hot chocolate or something?" she suggested giving my hand a little squeeze once again. I considered it, it would calm me down a ton, and I'd be able to think straighter. The fact that there was someone who just so happened to be there for me in a time of need, especially a fan, someone who understood how much Alexis meant to me, was comforting.

But I was numb, and I couldn't delay my search to find my girlfriend.

"I'm sorry, I would love to, but I really need to get out and find Lexi. Thanks for this though, Stacie, it means so much."

She smiled and opened her arms for a hug. I gratefully accepted her gesture, pulling her close to me. She smelt great. Like hair conditioner and sweet perfume. Her head moved extremely close to mine, our noses clashing. She tilted her head to the side and brushed her lips over mine.

But I pulled back before she could actually kiss me.

"Stacie... I can't. I'm sorry."

I walked away, the thoughts of finding Lexi returning to my brain. I retraced my own steps of the previous night, following the road that I chased the van down. But it soon came to an intersection. Go left or right and you're on the main highway. Straight ahead, is a dirt track.

I crossed the road, heading along the track into the bush. I was 95% sure I was going the right way, because of the tyre tracks imprinted into the dirt. I didn't particularly care that there could be anyone back home that would be worried of my whereabouts. All I want is the girl I love.

Love.

The girl I love.

Alexis.

I'm not too sure what love feels like. Maybe it's the aching in your chest when the person you care most about leaves the room, even for the slightest moment. Maybe it's the feelings of joy when they smile at you, or the sparks you feel with every touch, every kiss. It could be the longing to spend the rest of your life with a person, falling asleep with them in your arms and knowing that when you wake up they'll still be there, smiling, kissing you and bidding you good morning. Or the way they look into your eyes, making you feel like the only other person on the planet. It could just be knowing you have someone in your life that you trust with your everything, that you'd do absolutely anything for, and you know they'd do the same.

Maybe it's a combination of all those things.

If that's what love is, then I'm officially in love with Alexis Reid.

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A/N Ahh is it abnormal to sob over your own paragraph in your own chapter? Cause well.. Yeah haha.

I hope that you don't hate me too much, but even if you do, I LOVE YOU

Hehe.