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I stop walking and look at my phone, as it rings again.

Luke.

I should answer, tell him I'm okay. He must be so worried about me. And here I am, with Jack. Luke would lose his shit if he knew. I can't even imagine the shit he'd do to Jack. The last thing I want to do is bring Jack into this. Again. Jack's put up with so much shit already because of me. So maybe I should answer it.

"Emmy! You coming?" Jack calls me, just as I was about to answer. I look at Jack.

"You okay?" He starts walking back towards me, worry on his face.

I exhale, turning off my phone. "I'm coming!" I smile and put it in my pocket. Jack and I should enjoy dinner. With all that he's done for me today - or in general, it's the least I can do.

I catch up with him and he grabs my hand, leading me into the restaurant.

The restaurant is old fashioned, but quite fancy, I must say. There are vinyls hanging on the walls and some black and white pictures of famous singers, like Elvis Presley, Michael Jackson and Tina Turner. The tables are made out of wood with black and white table cloths on them. The seats are made out of wood too, with red cushions. It all looks really aesthetically pleasing.

Jack has a chat with the waiter, who then takes us to our table and leaves the menus.

"So what do you wanna eat?" He asks me.

"Uhh I don't know. You order something," I smile and he nods.

"Now let's find the cheapest dish there is, for Emmy," he says and laughs, letting me know it's a joke and I join him.

The waiter comes back to the table and smiles at me, before taking our order. Jack's hand squeezed mine, when the waiter smiled at me and that's when I realized we're still holding hands, looking like a couple. But the waiter doesn't seem to care, as he's still smiling at me.

So this is awkward.

"Anthony, stop flirting with every girl that exists. Can't you see that she's taken?" A girl walks up to the table. She has brown long hair and brown eyes.

Why do everyone think we're together?

"Oh we aren't-" "I wasn't flirting, Angie," he interrupts me, still smirking. "Plus, they aren't together," he adds and Jack's grip tightens. It feels good though. I feel secure.

"Actually," Jack leans over the table, kissing me slowly and gently, taking me by surprise. I kiss him back and he moves away. "We are," he gives Anthony a cheeky grin, leaving him and me speechless. Angie claps for us.

"You guys are too cute!" She hugs me suddenly, and then moves away, to hug Jack.

So... she's nice.

"And you," she turns to Anthony, "how dare you hit on a taken girl! They're cute too!" She hits him lightly and he laughs, walking away. She apologizes and assures me that the food will arrive soon.

"Well that was..." "...something," Jack continues the sentence. I nod and he releases my hand.

"I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that," he looks at me apologetically.

I don't even think I'm mad. It's not the first time that we kissed. And I'm not quite sure it's the last time. Not gonna lie, it was good. Like the last time. But this time, Jack can't say I'm using him, because he's the one who kissed me.

"I just- I really like you," he continues to speak, "I know you know that. But I don't think you know your worth Emmy. If you did, you wouldn't be with that dickhead. Who in their right mind would call their girlfriend a whore? Especially you, who are the farthest thing from that. You're really amazing, nice and funny. You're beautiful, cute and gorgeous. You need someone who will treat you the way you deserve to be treated. And I know I'm not much, I'm not rich, I work in a cafe," he chuckles, "but I would take care of you. I promise. And I wouldn't be saying this if I didn't think that you like me too. Because I know you didn't mind that kiss."

Wow. That came out of nowhere.

"He is right though. I am a whore for sleeping with you, kissing you, almost fucking you, all while being with him. I know about his past and I know that that's a touchy subject for him, but here I am still cheating on him. He doesn't deserve it and he's being a dickhead for a reason. I deserve it all and quit talking like you know everything."

I stand up, leaving the restaurant. How dare he? I should've answered the phone. Fuck I'm so stupid. Now Luke will yell at me again. Rightfully, but still.

I start turning my phone on, as I hear Jack behind me, calling my name. "Please don't call him Emmy. You know what he'll do," Jack begs me, as he comes closer.

"Just...leave me alone," I say, walking away. I hear footsteps behind me and I turn around, "what don't you understand-" I stop mid sentence as I see Angie in front of me.

"Girl, are you okay?" She asks me and I hug her.

I don't care. Angie seems really nice and not judgemental. She confirms it, by hugging me back, not asking any questions.

"Come on, I'll give you a ride home," she says and leads me to her car. I know I shouldn't be taking car rides from strangers but as I said before, I don't really care right now. I give her the address from Luke's apartment and she starts driving. During the drive, I tell her what happened and she agrees with me and thinks I'm rightfully angry with Jack.

I try calling Luke, "don't call him. You'll see him in a few minutes anyways," Angie tells me and I agree, putting the phone down. I just send him a quick text, letting him know I'm okay, and will be back in a few minutes.

Angie also gave me her phone number, so we can go out sometime. She really is amazing.

I just hope Jack won't follow me to Luke's apartment. Or tell Luke about this. No one can know about it. Especially not Luke.

"This is it," I point at the giant building, where Luke lives.

"Is that-" "yup," I confirm. It's Luke, standing on the parking lot. He looks...worried? Not even angry. Just worried. You could say that that's an improvement.

I get out of the car and he hugs me. "Where the fuck were you? I was so worried!" He hugs me even tighter.

"Uhh...I was with Jack. He took me to a fair, but we got into a fight," I say quietly, scared of what's coming next. But what happens takes me by surprise.

He smiles, "I told you to not hang out with him. He's no good for you Em. I'll always be here for you. I promise. I love you so so much and I'm sorry," he exhales and kisses me on the cheek. I stand there, shocked.

Did that just happen?

I'm confused.

"And thank you for saving her from that fucktard," he looks at Angie and she nods slowly and uncertainly.

Luke grabs my hand, "let's go inside and talk, okay?" He pulls me behind him and I nod, following him. I shout a thank you to Angie, before she sits back into her car, leaving.

"What was that?" I ask Luke as I sit on the comfortable sofa. I missed it, not gonna lie.

"What was what?" Luke looks at me, acting all confused. Does he really not know what I mean? He called me a whore yesterday! And now he's acting like nothing happened.

He sits on the sofa, next to me and pulls me on his lap. Unsure, I carefully lean into him and he hugs me. I take in the scent of his cologne. He always smells so nice. Luke starts stroking my hair and I lean more into him.

"Why are you acting all nice?" I ask him, suspiciously.

"When am I not nice?" He looks at me, a grin on his face.

I roll my eyes and lean back into him. I don't think I'll forgive him so soon. He then grabs me and seats me in front of him, so I have to look at him. "I am a bit mad though..." he starts talking in a slow, deep voice.

"You...running away with a boy, spending more time with him than with me..." "that's not true!" I defend myself and he chuckles lowly. He leans towards me, "you owe me," he breathes into my ear. As the hot air hits my ear, goosebumps spread all over my body.

"I-" "13 missed calls, Em," he interrupts me. "43 unanswered messages...do you know how angry that made me feel? And now, that I know you were with...him," he picks me up, laying me down and letting me melt into the sofa. Because fuck, he's sexy.

Shit. I forgave him already. I can't even be mad at him and that makes me angry.

He climbs on top of me, looking right into my eyes. It's getting dark, so I can barely see him. But his eyes are still shiny and full of desire.

He slowly kisses me. Then, his tongue slips into my mouth and his hand travels down, right where my pants are. Quickly, his hand finds itself in my pants, playing with my clit, making me feel all sorts of things.

His tongue in my mouth is muffling all of my moans, thank God for the neighbours. The old lady is already giving me dirty looks. I don't need more of them.

It's not like she could hear them anyways.

I'm so mean.

Luke awakens me from my thoughts, as his lips touch my neck. My weak spot. I just love neck kisses. They really turn me on if I may say so.

She's distracted. I don't like it. She has to think about me and only me. It's our special moment and I won't let Jack ruin it. I don't care if he walks in right fucking now. I guess he'll have to watch us fuck. The weird fuck he is, he would probably enjoy it and jerk off to us having sex.

I start taking off her shirt and she takes off mine. I love seeing her like this. Wanting me. Craving me. She looks so beautiful in her bra. It makes me want to fuck her even more. But I have to keep in mind it's her first time, meaning, I have to go slow, no matter how much I wanna fuck the shit out of her.

I take off her pants and she unbuckles my belt, taking mine off too. Now, she's laying in her underwear only. I take a second, to admire her, even though I can barely see her, I know she looks perfect. Like she always does.

Fuck.

I'm a lucky son of a bitch.

I kiss her one more time, "are you sure you wanna do this?" I ask her one last time. A man's gotta be sure.

She gulps and nods. I lick my lips as I take her bra off. Grabbing one breast, I kiss the other one. I do the same to the other one. Then, my lips travel down her stomach, stopping right before her panties. I bite them and look at her, for approval. She nods again and I take them off with my mouth.

I bury my face between her legs and let my tongue do the work. Quickly, she starts moaning and grabbing my hair, making me even more turned on. I stop before she climaxes and kiss her.

"This is going to hurt a little bit," I say, as I take my boxers off.

"I'm ready," she whispers and I smile to her, nodding.

"That's my good girl," I whisper into her ear and her whole body shivers.

I kiss her neck as I slowly enter her. She digs her nails into my back and I swear under my breath. She feels so good. Slowly, I start going in and out of her, making her moan quietly. My strokes have a slow tempo, since it's her first time.

"Go faster," she whispers into my ear and like a puppy, I obey her. My strokes get faster and her moaning gets louder, just like my breathing.

I muffle her moans with a kiss again, as my strokes keep getting faster and faster. She digs her nails deeper into my back, as her whole body starts shaking. A few seconds later, I cum too.

I kiss her one last time, as my whole body collapses next to her. A few seconds later I take the condom off and throw it away. I lay back down and she hugs me, quickly falling asleep. I kiss her forehead, falling asleep too, with the biggest smile playing on my lips.

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