Sex addicts

14 : Number

Megs POV

I woke up to Luke's light snores in my ears. When we first started seeing each other I used to find it cute. Now I want to strangle him for it. I'm the kind of person that likes to sleep in complete dark and in silence. Luke on the other hand likes to fall asleep with the TV on and then start snoring. Thank god for eye masks and ear plugs.

I haven't been productive in what feels like days so I thought I should get up and actually do something. I carefully detangled Luke's legs from mine and tip toed to the bathroom. I put my phone on shuffle and stepped under the hot water and let it run down my hair and face.

Once I got out I blow dried my hair. I didn't bother putting any makeup on, I think I've got so comfortable without it I can never really be bothered to do it anymore unless I really have to. I put on my grey converse tracksuit, a white crop top and my white high top converse. Got my keys and my purse and left. I decided I was going to go to town and just window shop. I don't really need anything, I'm just using an excuse to waste money because I'm bored.

Luke's POV

I woke up in a empty bed, I wish she would wake me up when she's going out. I'll text her to see where she is.

Me: Hey babe, where are you?

A vibration comes from the side of me and I realise it's Meg's phone. I threw my palm up and hit my forehead because she is the most forgettable person ever. Another vibration came and a little part of me wanted to pick up her phone and look who it was, but then I know I shouldn't.

326-442-852 : Hi babe, it's Lewis from the coffee shop! How are you? Xx

As soon as I did look, I instantly regretted it Lewis? from the coffee shop? What the fuck. Who the fuck is Lewis? A hot sensation burns through my chest and I quickly realise this is jealousy that I'm feeling. I know we're not official but I thought it was pretty self explanatory that we were exclusive. Why would she do this? Does she want to see other people? What was so special about this Lewis? Hundreds of thoughts are racing through my head so quick I feel dizzy. Is this where she's gone? To meet this boy? Okay. Now I'm being stupid. I need to just calm down and speak to her about this like adults when she's back... or I could go out and get a girls number. Shut the fuck up Luke. I'm not ruining this.

Megs POV

I've been wandering around shops for two hours and I've only bought a hair brush. I'm a sorry excuse for a girl when it comes to shopping, I'm so shit at it. I rumbled around into my bag to try text Luke to ask him if he wanted something. "Shit". I've left it at home, of course I have. I'll just pick him up some Fanta and Doritos, his favourite.

I reached my house and walked in to find Luke cooking in the kitchen.

M"Hey babe". I said whilst kissing his cheek. I was happy to see him, I miss him when I'm away from him. Even if it's for a few hours. I don't know what he's done to me, he melts me completely.

He put on a half smile but his eyes looked sad.

"Do you want to see other people? I know we're not officially together but I thought we were on the same boat about each other". He can obviously tell my confused expression I don't have a clue what he's going on about.

"You left your phone here and it went off so I checked it. It was Lewis, from the coffee shop." He says sadly whilst looking down and playing with his fingers.

"Oh shit, I completely forgot about that. I'm sorry. I took his number out of pettiness because I was angry at you, but I know that was wrong. I only want you. So, Luke, will you be my boyfriend?" Oh my god, what has just came out of my mouth. A boyfriend. A shiver runs through my spine.

The colour runs from his face like he's saw a ghost, he really did not expect me to ask that and now by his reaction I'm terrified he's going to say no. What will I do if he says no?! I came back into the room by Luke snapping his fingers in my face - I must've dazed off worrying.

"I said yes" he said with the biggest grin on his face.

Fuck. I have a boyfriend. I only wanted condoms and now I have a boyfriend. The irony.