Okay so everything has been happening so fast and I've decided to slow down things a bit, go more into detail. And I probably won't be posting as much as I usually am because of personal problems and I hope you understand

And I apologize for any mistakes because I'm too tired to proofread it.

And this chapter is for because she was so impatient and it wouldn't be up today if she hadn't said anything

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Luke's POV

When I turn around she has already left the cafe.

Was I too hard on her?

I don't care at the moment. Well I do but I'm too drunk to even think but for some reason all I can see is her face. Her beautiful full lips, blue eyes and those long eyelashes and the way her face lights up when she smiles. And how white her teeth are. Not fair.

Why am I thinking about her. I should be hating her right now.

Yeah what a bitch she is! She didn't even bother to stay. No one ever does. Just the way my dad didn't. But no one knows that. They all think that shithead is my real father. Rich fucker.

I wonder what her family's like.

No. Stop. I don't. I just want sex and then I'm out.

I turn back and start chugging scotch the bartender gave me a couple seconds ago, feeling the sweet burn down my throat.

I put the glass down and I feel a presence next to me. I turn and I see a random whore trying to show off her boobs by 'fixing' her see-through shirt.

"Hey handsome," she smirks and puts her hand on my thigh. This would usually make me want to fuck her but not today.

"Fuck off," I murmur and jerk her hand away.

She looks at me, shocked "since when does Luke Jones say no to sex?"

"I wanna have sex. Just not with you," I turn around, signalling the bartender for another drink.

She slaps me and leaves. Thank god.

And that's how I've spent my night, drinking, until the bar closed at 4am.

I was wandering the streets, drunk and lost, hoping to run into her somehow.

Shit.

School. I can't go to there in a few hours looking like this. I probably won't go to school this week.

And I can't go to my apartment because someone might look for me. I doubt it but still.

I should go to Nicki's. She always let's me 'sleep' at her apartment.

When I finally stumble to her apartment it's probably 5am. I start knocking on her door and after a while she finally opens it.

"What do you want?" She's still angry. And half asleep.

"Can I please stay here?" I asked her as sadly as I could. I know exactly what to do to get anything I want from her.

Damn I'm pathetic. Since when do I beg? Oh yeah ever since Emma started to mess with me. This is all her fucking fault. I wouldn't be here begging for shit, drunk if it weren't for her.

"Shit Jones, you're so fucking drunk. Since when do you beg?" She asks me

"None of your fucking business," I hiss at her.

"You know where my bed is," she sighs and leaves.

I follow her to her room and pass out quickly.

When I wake up the next day she's nowhere to be found. I check the clock. It's 4pm. Maybe she's still in school.

I walk to her kitchen and make myself some coffee. Her apartment is pretty big and I've always liked her kitchen. It's black and white.

My head is fucking killing me. I gotta look for her pills.

I walk to the bathroom and search for some sort of pain killers.

She doesn't have any in her bathroom. All I found were some condoms, birth control pills, make up and some pads and tampons.

I go to her bedroom and go through her drawers. I finally found pain killes after a drawer full of pink sex toys and some more condoms.

I take the pill and go to her living room, to watch some TV. I turn my phone back on and I see dozens of missed calls and texts saying where am I. But none are from her. I don't even think I gave her my number and here I am waiting for a call. Shit I'm stupid.

Nicki barges in and disrupts my thoughts. She looks angry as hell.

"What happened?" I laugh.

"Nothing," she answers and goes to the kitchen.

"Oh and nice toys you've got there. Mind if I borrow them sometime?" I snort.

"Oh fuck you!" She says and I ignore her because I don't really care.

I just look at the TV. The Walking Dead is on. Thank god they're doing a rerun of the show because the newest seasons are fucking shit.

And that's practically how my week went by. Just me watching TV, drinking, wearing the same clothes the entire time and ignoring all of my texts but still checking if she would magically text me.

After a week I've finally decided to go back to my apartment because I really needed a shower.

When I come back I see Dylan's 'girlfriend' or whatever she is in my apartment.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I freak out.

"What the fuck is your problem?" She yells at me and I just stand there, looking at her, clearly confused.

"Huh?"

"How could you be such a dick to Emma! If you want her then act like it because trust me I won't let you ruin her just like you did with the other girls you prick!" She snaps and I just stand there like a fool. Does she mean that Emma still cares?

No she doesn't. If she did she wouldn't have gone out with Dean.

"How long have you been here?" I ask her, trying to change the subject.

"Nicki gave me a call," she says and I nod.

"Do I make myself clear?" She asks me.

"You can't tell me what to do," I shrug and sit down.

"Touch her and I will kill you," she threatens and leaves.

I take a hot shower and lay down, falling asleep eventually.

I wake up and Emma is standing next to the door to my room.

"Em?" I say.

"Hey," she whispers softly.

"What are you doing here?" I ask her, lifitng myself up.

"I came here to apologize," she whispers, stepping closer.

My heart starts beating fast. What is she doing to me?

"Why would you have to apologize?" I ask her, standing still.

"Because I shouldn't have gone out with Dean when really, I like you, not him. I did think about you all the time. How it would be if we went out and just talked, or kissed," she's now standing a few inches away from me so I can feel her breath on my skin.

"Luke I want to be with you and only you," she whispers with her beautiful full lips "I love you," she leans closer and closer-

I wake up, my heart racing out of my chest.

What the fuck was that?

I check the time. It's 6am. I can't go back to sleep now.

I sigh and get up to take another shower..cold one this time to clear my thoughts a bit.

I brush my teeth, not caring about the toothpaste anymore and go to the kitchen, to make myself some coffe.

I drink it slowly while watching TV.

It's monday today so I've got school after a week.

I get dressed, wearing a hoodie and some sweatpants and go to school.

My first class is always with Em but she's nowhere to be seen. I wonder where she is.

That's when I see her walk in.

With Dean.

But I pretend not to care even though, I want to kill him. They sit right in front of me.

Great.

All I can think about is the dream I had where she said that she wants me.

And right now I wanted her. Sexually of course. I could never date her. Or anyone for that matter. I don't even remember the last time I dated someone.

Nicki walks in right before the teacher comes in and the only place available is next to me. Yay.

She greets me and starts talking about clothes or some shit, I don't know, I wasn't listening.

I've decided that I should talk to her and apologize after the class ends.

When the bell rings I walk up to her.

Well here it goes..

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