What would you do if your boyfriend broke up with you for someone else?
Even worse.
She is that girl. Popular, shallow and horribly perfect. The one who thinks she's above everyone else and that all the guys have fallen for her.
So I decided to hi...
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The day passed in a stony silence.
I felt like if I spoke, I would die. Literally.
No one had said anything and Harry kept looking at me with disdain, as if he'd never hated anything more than the idea of me dating his best friend. I knew from the moment we left the cafeteria that he would kill me.
The worst reaction, however, was Luke's. He hadn't said a word since "my announcement" and it was the worst torture. I suspected he knew about it and just wanted to make me suffer before recealing everything to humiliate me properly. He had the power to do it now. After exposing this, he could be sure I would never even think about provoking him. Truth is he still hadn't done anything and yes, that shocked me. Not that I would ever admit it out loud.
I glanced back to take a look at him. He was sitting nonchalantly in his chair, legs spread and eyes on his book. I would be lying if I said Luke wasn't handsome, because he was. He was so handsome that all the girls were after him, even the shy ones.
Hell, even guys were after him.
When I first saw him, I was five years old. I remember being captivated by his wild black curls and emerald green eyes. His smile was contagious and if I could have kept it somehow, I would have. The little girl I was had a mad crush on Luke.
Afterwards, he spoke to me and contrary to what you might think, I loved it. I really, really wanted him to talk to me. Not just because I had a crush or thought he was handsome, but there was something about him. Whether it was his posture, the way he spoke or even the way he laughed, something inside me wanted him to be my friend. And he was, for a while at least.
Before I could get any further lost in thought, Luke looked up at me as if he had felt my gaze on him all this time. Normally I would have held his gaze but after today's events I turned my head.
Honestly, I didn't know what to do. Should I pretend to be in love with him? And if I did, would he humiliate me by revealing the deception?
Getting into Luke's mind is a death sentence. It's a real trap that you never get out of, and there's no way I'm going to try it.
There was only one solution and that was to talk about our 'situation' together. The only problem is that this was no solution at all, it was just another problem. A conversation between Luke and me always ended up in a debate which turned into an argument which resulted in me 6dreaming of strangling him and no, it was definitely not a good kind of strangle.
It's just so unnatural, you know? Like putting the milk before the cereal or wetting the toothbrush before putting the toothpaste on. It's just not meant to happen. Plus, I've seen Luke put the milk in before. Which only proves how far I need to get away from him.
"Psyche, a princess of celestial beauty, aroused the jealousy of Aphrodite. Sent to punish her, Eros, the god of love, fell in love with her soul. Between shadows and trials, their love traversed the darkness. Guided by the light of her heart, Psyche overcame the impossible. At the end of her suffering, immortal, she joined Eros, and their souls were united for eternity."
