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  I couldnt think about anything the rest of the night. I would just start crying out of no where. How did he have cancer? I would always ask myself. I was sitting outside that Saturday evening when i heard someone walking. It sounded like they were getting closer. I saw a shadow on the side walk. Then i saw a head peek around the corner. It was Luke. "Maddie, im sorry about last weekend" he said. As he walked up the stairs. I sat there, looking confused. "Dont be sorry, theres just too many things going on right now to fight with you" i said. He walked over and sat right beside me on the top of the stairs. "Are you okay?" he asked in a low voice. I turned to look at him. Tears in my eyes. "No im not okay" i whispered. He grabbed my hand and it was like a magical touch. I looked up, And he was looking me in the eyes. "You can tell me" he whispered. I turned my head. I didnt want him to see the tears falling down my face. "It's just jordan was my best friend, his parents died. And i found out he has cancer." i said. "I just dont know what to do anymore" i added. He didnt say anything at all, and i think that was the best choice. We just sat there on my front porch. Watching the moon. It was great, i could just sat there and not say a word with Luke. And there wasnt that akwardness with it. He never let go of my hand. I had my phone on the porch laying next to me. I checked it. "You should probably go home, it's getting late" i said to Luke. He smiled towards the moon. "It doesnt matter if it's 5am ill still stay here if you want me too" he said. I couldnt help but smile. He put his arm around me, And pulled me close to his chest. I had mixed feelings. Sometimes i thought i was in love with Luke, other times i thought i was in love with Jordan. We layed back on my porch watching the stars. I tried to count them. But i knew it was impossible.

  We fell asleep during the night. My dad opened the door the next morning. He was pretty shocked as well i believe. I guess he thought i was in my room all night. He went out and checked the mail. Didnt say a word to us. Just smiled as he walked back into the house. As soon as the door shut, i saw Lukes eyes open. He didnt look like he'd been sleeping at all. "When did you go to sleep?" i asked. He smiled at me. "I didnt go to sleep". I didnt know what i was suppose to say so i just layed my head right back down. It was relaxing although the birds were getting pretty annoying. "I'd like to meet Jordan" Luke said. I was shocked. I didnt know what to say, i didnt want him to meet him. But then again i did. "We'll work something out" i teased. I wasnt sure if he heard me. Because he didnt say anything. I looked over. And his eyes were shut. He finally passed out. I thought to my self. I layed my head on his chest. I could hear his heart beat pretty loudly. It sothed my body. I guess that's why i fell back asleep. While i was sleeping. I had a dream, that Jordan had died. I was in his hospital room with him. He told me he loved me. And then i woke up. I was so scared. I was hopeing it was all a dream. The whole cancer thing and everything. As i woke up, Luke had been sitting next to me already awake. Watchin these kids across the street playing. He didnt say anything for a moment. Then he said, without looking back. "While you were sleeping, you kept saying Jordans name" he paused. "I think he's the one your in love with, and i dont want to stop you from being happy. Sure your the one im in love with. But ill never be happy unless your happy, And he's what makes you happy. I can tell" he finished. "So go after him Maddie". he stood up. About ready to leave. "Luke wait. I dont know who i want. The confusing thing is i love you both so much. But i need to figure out with is for friendship and which is for real love." i said. He turned around sat back down. He told me He'd do anything for me. He told me that he's been waiting for this moment. For over two years. But it wasnt the same because when he pictured it. I was happy. He then stood up and left. This time he didnt say a word as he got into his car & drove off. I ran over to Jordans house. To see what he was donig. But of course, like always he wasnt home. I sat on his front porch. Hopeing he would come home soon. I wanted to see him. I had to make sure he was still alive. Knowing someone is sick, or has some kind of cancer. It makes you worry 24/7. No matter what. And it's like you have to know their alive. So you call them. And text them nonstop. It didnt look like he was coming home. So i thought id go out back and visit the tree house. As i was going up the ladder. I heard movement inside the tree house. I reached the top. "JORDAN!" i gasped. He smiled at me. There was paper all over. He had been drawing. He put one behind his back. "What was that?" i teased. He laughed "Oh nothing". I grabbed the first drawing i saw. It was so beautiful. It was his parents. His mom had Light brown hair brown eyes. She was gorgeous. Then sitting next to her was his father. Tall, dark, and he was incredibly handsome. "Jordan this is really amazing" i said. "I do this when your busy" he said. I looked up. "But i wasnt busy Jordan. I've been looking for you all day" i begged. He just looked at me. With a weird expression on his face. I didnt pay attention to it. I grabbed another painting of his. It was a painting of my house. It was the most amazing painting i had ever seen in my life. The details were so fine. It looked like a professional did it. I could honestly look at it all day. "Jordan, this painting is so amazing" i said. A tear slipped from my face. It hit the painting. "Not many people know i can paint" he said. I picked up another painting. It was me when i was a little girl. "OH MY GOODNESS JORDAN!" i gasped. He looked down. His expression wasnt happy. "What's wrong?" i asked. He closed his eyes. "I made this from what i remember when we were little. I had no pictures or anything." a tear fell from his beautiful cheek. How can a person remember what someone looks like this well. I thought to myself. It was EXACTLY what i looked like. Long brown hair. Blue eyes sparkling. A couple freckles under my eyes. It was like he could read my mind. "I still remember the freckles" he laughed. "That summer you got so sunburt your eyes were swollen shut" he laughed again. I gave him a dirty look. "Yeah yeah, we all know the story, then after my eyes got back to normal i had freckles under my eyes. We all know" i hissed. He laughed at that remark. I couldnt help but smile. 



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