Fix Me

11.

"Ahhhhh! Luke, Luke, Luke, Luke!" I screamed while tilting forward slightly.

"Oh, calm down Livana," he laughed "You've literally only gone about five inches. That's less than half a foot."

"Well excuse me, professor," I teased. "You were supposed to be helping me with this."

He smiled and shrugged. I rolled my eyes and picked up my new skateboard courtesy of Luke. "Want to take a break?"

"Yes, please."

His smile widened, and I could tell he was trying really hard not to laugh. He draped an arm over my shoulders and we walked up my small driveway and into the house. As soon as we walked in, all we could hear was Michael and Zeva arguing about who was better in Love Me Harder.

"The Weeknd all the way," Zeva said.

"Definitely Ariana Grande."

"You're only saying that because you think she's hot."

"That's not the only reason. She's very talented."

Zeva rolled her eyes, and smiled when she saw me. "What do you think?"

"The Weeknd," I said.

"Aww, seriously?"

"Sorry Mikey, but he definitely has the better lines in the song."

"No way."

"Can you feel the pressure between your hips? I'll make it feel like the first time? Pretty steamy."

He laughed and put his head on Zeva's lap. I looked at Luke who was already smiling because of it.

"So what do you want to do?" he asked me.

I jumped up and down, and squealed, then ran over to the fridge to pull out a huge bowl of fruit. "Look at what my mom got yesterday!"

"I see."

"I cut it up as soon as I pulled it out of the bag."

He laughed and took it from me to carry upstairs. I handed him my phone as soon as we walked in and he hooked it up to my dock, then I walked over to my bed and laid flat on my stomach.

"Why do you want me to learn how to skateboard?"

"Because then you don't have to walk or drive to my house every time you want to see me."

"But I'm terrible at it."

"You tried it for ten minutes."

"And I already know!"

He laughed and laid down next to me. "Well I still want you to learn because then there's something else that we can do."

I looked at him.

"Pleeeaaaasssseeeee?"

"Fine," I groaned.

"Yay, thank you."

"You're welcome." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "I'm tired.."

"I can tell, but you better eat some fruit because I did not carry it up here for nothing."

I quickly sat up and started picking out all of the strawberries. Just as I opened my mouth to say something, my music faded and I could hear my phone vibrating against the dresser. I groaned rolled over and answered it, thinking it was my mom.

"Hello?"

"You answered!"

I immediately hung up and dropped my phone, everything starting to rush back.