Short Stories

Beginnings

Beginning - the start of something, the first stage.

Megan

"Earth to Megan. Did you hear anything I said?" Lukas asked, waving his hand in front of my face.

"What?"

"Megan, will you go out with me?" I blinked.

"That's what I thought you said..."

"So what do you say? Will you?"

"But why? You have never shown interest in me before and, goddammit, you were my bestfriend before you practically forced me to choose between you and Christian." I argued. He looked at me with fire in his eyes.

"I didn't make you choose. I gave up. Fuck. Megan, I have been trying to get you since freshman year. I've loved you for so long, but you picked him." Lukas looked away from me. I grabbed his hand.

"Well now I'm not." His breath hitched, "Yes."

He looked at me, studying my face and trying to find an ounce of regret, "What?"

"Yes." I whispered. Lukas put his hand on my cheek, looking into my eyes. I groaned and planted my lips on his.

At first it felt odd kissing my bestfriend... But then again, I only said at first. After the shock and revelation, it felt amazing. Like I was supposed to be here... with Lukas.

And boy did it feel good.

He pulled back, "Are you sure about this? It's not too late to back out."

I shrugged, "Fuck it. I'm yours baby."

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There was a loud bang and I bolted up in bed.

"What the-" I looked over and saw Lukas standing at the foot of my bed, "How did you get in here?"

"Uh, the window..." He replied, dropping his jacket on the floor and smirking.

"What, so you turned into Edward Cullen?"

His jaw dropped, "How dare you?"

"What?"

"That's insulting." I shook my head.

"Shut up and kiss me."

"No. You think I'm some sparkling freak." I moved over to him and wrapped my arms around him.

"No I don't."

"Oh re-" I forced my lips on his, kissing him as if my life depended on it.

"Really." I breathed. He smirked and laid on the bed against the wall. Thank god I had a lock on my door.

I moved back to my spot, resting in his arms.

"So what are you doing here?" I whispered. Lukas slowly began running his fingers through my hair, randomly planting kisses on my forehead.

"I missed you. When we were bestfriends, I used to come over all the time. I don't see why that has to change." I smiled.

"So you risked getting castrated by my mother and my brother to come see me?" He nodded hesitantly, "I missed you too. But we would have survived for the nineteen hours that we didn't see each other." He nuzzled his nose in my neck, holding me closer.

"Too long." Lukas mumbled. My heart melted as I wrapped my arms around him. He sighed, "I should probably go."

"No," I demanded. "Stay."