Don't Trust A Boy In Ripped Skinny Jeans

Chapter 8: There's This Girl

Luke's POV:

Why are girls so fucking complicated? I thought to myself, plopping down on my duvet, burying my face into my pillow.

At least you'll never leave me, I thought, staring at my pillow and smiling before burying my face in it again.

I inhaled. My pillow smelled like sweat and oil.

It could really use a wash, I thought. Too bad I'm not gonna wash it then. I smirked to myself.

"Lucas?" My mother hollered from outside my bedroom door.

Ugh

"Yes?" I asked, lifting my face from where it was buried in my pillow.

"Can I come in?" She hollered again.

The doors made of wood, not titanium, I thought, but didn't dare say out loud.

Truth is, I was a bit of a momma's boy. Just a bit.

"Yes, yes you can."

Opening my door, my mother took one look at me sprawled on my bed, face deep in my pillow, and frowned.

"What's wrong?" She asked immediately, crossing the room.

"Nothing. I'm dandy as a daisy," I replied, plastering the cheesiest smile on my face.

She laughed, but quickly became serious.

"Lucas Hemmings, I'm your mother, you should be able to tell me any and everything."

I raised my eyebrows.

"Well...not everything," She said, smiling.

"But if something's bothering you, you should talk about it." She said, sitting down on the edge of my bed.

I sighed and sat up, resting my elbows on my knees.

"So, there's this girl..."

A/N:

So I've been updating a lot this past week or so because of spring break. Today's my last day off, so the next time I update'll probably be next Saturday or Sunday.

I'll try my best to double update on Saturday and Sunday because y'all are used to a lot of updates...

I have my ELA State Test this week agh I'm so scared.

QOTD: How do you prepare yourself for a big test?

And, because I'll be gone for a while

QOTD: Who did you see at your first concert?

If you haven't been to a concert yet, comment below who you'd love to see.

For me it'd be 5SOS or ATL.

Love you guys!

AllBlackLuke