Head over heels || {a juke story}

Chapter 12

Lukes pov

As I'm driving back home again, I can't stop thinking about what Nick said.

I mean, Julie and I are just friends but it still isn't right of him to call her his property!

When I get home, it's about a quarter past 2 so I jump on my couch and start strumming some chords.

Julies pov

After the little incident earlier, I try to keep my head down for the rest of the day.

When the final bell finally rings, I walk home and chill out for a while.

After a while of scrolling through tiktok and Instagram, I check the time to see that it's four o'clock!

Shoot that means I only have two hours to get ready!

I go to my closet and pick out some clothes.

I wear a fitted red dress that reaches mid-thigh, with a pair of black heels, a black leather jacket and some gold jewellery.

I do some smokey eyeshadow with red lipstick and leave my hair in natural curls.

Surely enough, not long after I finish my makeup, I hear the doorbell ring.

"I've got it!" I yell to my dad, before he can open the door.

"Bye Mija" My dad says. "Bye Papa" I reply.

As I walk at the door, Nick can't take his eyes off of me.

"Woah, you look gorgeous" he says.

"Thanks, you don't look to bad yourself" I laugh.

He walks me to his car and I stand by the door, expecting him to open it. When he doesn't, I feel a little disappointed but he's never really been much of a gentleman.

I get in the car and we sit in awkward silence the whole way there.

When we are driving, I soon realise where we're going.

"Hey Nick, why are we going to your house?" I say.

"One of my chefs has cooked us a fresh dinner" he says, keeping his focus on the road.

When we pull up to the house, he gets out the car to for me so that we can walk in together.

"Where are your parents?" I ask.

"Oh, they're not here" says Nick.

He walks me over to the dining room, which in fact does have candles all around. Nick really went all out. It looks amazing in here.

"M'lady" he says, jokingly, pulling up a chair.

"Thank you M'lord" I say back.

Nick sits down and gestures for someone to bring out the food.

A tall man dressed in a white shirt and black trousers comes out holding our food.

As he sets the plates down, we both say thank you as I admire the dish.

It's just a simple chicken burger but it is plated on a bed of lettuce and fries.