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chapter 8 : slut

Luke's POV:
so, I was a total dick to Marnie and I really, really regret it. now I've pushed away my anger and in its place is sadness and betrayal and some guilt. I shouldn't have pushed her so far with getting her number and stalking her Facebook and stuff. she wasn't cheating, I was kind of making her because I wasn't really giving her a choice. but at the same time, I was hurt she didn't tell me sooner.

I didn't really know what to think about the whole thing, but then again, did it even matter? it's not like I would ever see her again after acting how I did. she wasn't a slag. she certainly didn't look like one. I wish I could just go back to the club and never have met her. but why was this such a big deal? why did I care so much about the situation when she probably wasn't batting an eyelid?

why did I like her so much?

I could be a lot better boyfriend than that bastard ever could. but I bet he was beefy and fit, not fat, like me. I just wanted to get to know her. she was a mysterious girl, a rubix cube...

Marnie's POV:
I could barely believe Luke. it was quite possibly one of the worst feelings ever, knowing that someone thought I was slutty and thought I looked like I would cheat on someone or be dishonest. I just couldn't believe he would say something like that. it was just heart breaking. I wanted to curl up in a ball and cry forever. but I couldn't. I was not about to waste my time on someone I hadn't known for barely two days. it was kind of creepy how he had such an affect on me like this, since I didn't know him. why did he do this to me? I shouldn't care what he thinks, but I do.

a day went by since he sent me that awful text and it was spent lounging around watching love films and eating ice cream. I had the next week off work to study but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I was just thinking about Luke. how cute he was, his dimpled smile, his tall frame, his gorgeous hair and his blue eyes. I just couldn't get him out of my head, even after what I'd done to him. and what he'd done to me. the worst part wasn't what he thought of me or what I was feeling, but the fact he thought I didn't want him. as much as I hate to admit it, I did want him and all my efforts to keep myself from him just made me want him more.

after finishing TITANIC, I went around to the kitchen to get another tub of ice cream. my phone was on the counter next to the fridge so I decided to scroll through my Twitter.

@Luke5sos: I shouldn't want you, but I do... :/

if this was about me then I sure as hell felt the same. I felt guilty and he probably did too. I wanted him but, he wasn't what I needed. I just couldn't bring myself to talk to him. I knew having a relationship wasn't the answer at the moment.

I grabbed a tub of cookie dough from the freezer and trudged back down the stairs again, like a zombie with my phone in my hand. my slippers scuffed on the floor as I knelt down to pick another film. I settled on Safe Haven and pushed it in the DVD slot. the start of the movie played as I pulled the blankets over me again and sunk back into the sofa. about ten minutes into the film I heard a vibrating coming from the table. I glanced at the screen and the caller ID flashed as Luke.

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A/N: this chapter was a bit late sorry but thank you guys so much for 200 reads!! Marnie is kind if depressed in this chapter so sorry about that. there has been complications with my wattpad so that's why there haven't been regular updates :/ im going shopping tomorrow so I'm really excited for that. hope you are all good and the next chapters will be more eventful I hope ;)

~mimi xo