Bad Girl's Nerd

Chapter 46: Ugh, these Damn Hoodies

Lia's POV:-

"It's been two days. Would you please tell me what's the matter?" Luke sits in front of me, closing my sketching book. We both were in my bedroom. Luke was doing his studying, while I was improving my drawing skills. 

"I told you earlier, I am telling you now. I am fine. Why do you think I am not good?"

"Because you haven't smiled properly," Luke replies standing up and walking around. 

"I am smiling properly. See," I give him a wide smile.

"No, you smile with your entire being," Luke explains. I give him a weird look. "What I am saying is that no, that's not how you usually smile."

"Well, then how come no one else notices anything different?" I argue.

"Because you are with me most of the time. And I have been asking and trying to figure out what's wrong."

"Yeah, it's been a lot of fun," I mumble gloomily. Luke won't even kiss me properly before he would start asking if I am hurt, or if I am okay.

"Luke, I am totally normal. Why don't you remove your shirt? That'll cheer me up." I get a pissed off look.

"See that's exactly what you are doing! You are trying to act like everything is normal, but it's not. You are angry about something. Like something happened that you didn't want to. Lia, tell me, did I do something?" he takes my hand. "Or was it Julian? Or Max? Or someone else? Just tell me, cause it's driving me nuts.." 

I sigh. Maybe it was the look on his face, or I myself wanted to unload the burden, cause I pour it all out, like I was in a confession and Luke was the priest.

...................................

So this was definitely a bad idea..

"Lia, let go of me. I don't want you getting hurt," Luke growls trying to shake me off.

"No, not gonna happen. And oh my God, you are bloody strong," I pant, tightening my arms around his neck. I don't know which idiotic, moronic, retarded part of my brain thought that Luke would react calmly, like he does everytime. Because when I told him what happened, he jumped up, gave me quite a good hearing about how I should have told him everything that very moment, then asked me who were those vile men. Upon my clueless silence, he murmured "Nevermind, I am going down there," and put on his shoes. Only when he walked out of my room, I realized he was actually serious so I jumped on his back to stop him.

"Lia, I said let go!" he shouted, walking forward with me hanging on his back like a pathetic bagpack.

I need to put on more weight!

I wrap my legs around the couch on the way. My face splits in a smile as I see it working. Luke's pace lessened, while I pulled myself towards the couch. Luke probably realized that I won't let him go easily, so he turned around. I allowed him, but kept a firm hold around his neck.

"Luke look at me," I plead, cupping his jaw. His face was dark like thunder, as he blatantly ignored eye-contact. He was trying to release my grip from the couch.

On seeing no other option, I resorted to the last measure. I leaned into Luke and gave the couch a kick. I wrap my arms around Luke's head as he lost his balance and fell down.

"Oww.." I whisper. Damn, that hurts..

"Why would you do that?!" Luke asks in disbelief. "Oh Dear God, your hand.." he tries to get up.

"Oh no you don't mister!" I snap forcing him down. "You are not going anywhere. Am I clear?" Luke was still struggling.

"Luke, listen to me!" I hold down his shoulders. "Those men were clearly not locals. So they must have not stuck around. They must have thought I was a local, but they don't even have the slightest clue I am in this town, so far away. So be logical here, and think."