.Luke, your best friend.. that's what he's been all of these past years. You knew him since childhood, he used to be so grumpy but you made him melt around you with your comforting and cheerful personality..

.He cares for you deeply and he even swore on it one day saying:. ** ** ** "If I EVER dare to touch you doesn't matter what kind of touch but if it will be against your will and I'll be acting like a douche you might as well hit, slap, crack my bones just to put some sense back in"

Today he was hanging out with his friends at the new bar that opened up, he wasn't much of a drinker to the point he'd be drunk tho, he just sometimes takes a glass or two max. He saw you walk through the door with two of your female friends, you being the shorter one and the one looking around curiously, one of his friends said

"Yo, who's that shortie? She looks so easy to hit on~" Luke looked at him with a disgusted expression even tho it was his friend

"Do you realize how gross that sounds? She's literally 3 years younger than you dude, get a grip and don't you dare hit on her, she's been played enough and you don't really seem like the person to be genuine in a relationship.." He said meaning every word he said as he glared at him