Chapter 4- Luca

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I live just on the outskirts of town. When we first drove to check the place out, I saw this valley near my new house that I immediately marked as my new spot to hangout alone. So, when I woke up mysteriously at 4:30 AM and couldn't go back to sleep, I decided to find it again by memory.
Mission successful, because I arrived at the big oak tree I saw, at around 4:50. I plopped my bookbag down next to me as I made a clearing in the grass for me to sit against the tree. As I sat down, I dug through my bag to find the book I had brought. "The Great Gatsby", a classic literature piece. I've read it at least 3 times.

At least 20 or 30 minutes had passed of me silently reading under the tree, (in the dark mind you), my eyes had adjusted to it by now. Everything was calm, that is until I hear a voice speak to the left of me.
    "Oh. Sorry. I didn't expect anyone else to be here." I look up swiftly, startled by the sudden speech. Then I realized it was him. The stupid, stupid rich boy. Of fucking course. Can this be any more cliché?

    "I didn't realize other people came here." I replied in a snarky manner. I stuck my bookmark in the page I last finished before I was interrupted, before closing it and stuffing it back into my bag. I stand up, dusting off the back of my jeans.
    "You're new right?" He asked. I rolled my eyes.
    "Yeah, I guess so." I reply, dryly, because the last thing I wanted right now was to be in this conversation. Not with him. Not at 5:15 AM. Not here.
    "You guess so...?" God, why is he asking so many questions. I know it was only two but that is two too many.
    "I mean, define new. New to the school? Let's take a wild guess. Did you guys ever pick on me before yesterday? I mean, what did I even do. I took one look at you and knew you would be a part of a group like that. Infuriating sons of b-",  in the middle of my rant, he cut me off.
    "I don't act like them. I'm NOT like them. At all. I'm so sorry for how they were acting earlier. A-and I didn't mean to laugh, I know this is such a shitty apology. But please, believe me, I mean no harm to you. I just want to be cool...friends even? And, you don't have to respond or whatever, not today, but mark my words, I'll make it up to you. One way or another." 
I just stood there, stunned. I didn't know how to respond. Maybe he wasn't as bad as I thought. I am not usually a forgiving person. Mainly because, as I have said before, I am a really hateful person. But there was something in his eyes that I couldn't stay pissed at. Which was really weird considering that I hardly even knew him. We have only interacted twice and the first time was him laughing when his idiotic friendgroup was harrassing me.

    "I will, MAYBE, kind of, sort of consider it." I know, I know. Just yesterday I was saying how we couldn't be friends and I will hate him for eternity...but with a guy as hot as him, It's hard to stay on bad terms. I mean, I won't do anything, because he is probably still a douche and a player but he seems nice enough to forgive. Friends. Maybe. Dee floated through my mind. He reminds me of Dee. Similar facial structure. Similar hair style. But at the same time, they were so different. Elijah was just... better? I don't know.

    "Sweet. I'm happy to hear that.." He gave me a soft smile. He. Has. Dimples. God, I might have to reject this friendship thing purely because it is going to be too hard for me not to fall for that smile.

    "Yeah." Great. Now it's awkward silence. He seems to let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
    "So... what are you doing out this early?" He began.
    "I could ask the same of you." I replied hastily.
    "I asked first." Great. I mean, what am I dealing with here, a 3rd grader?
    "I guess I just needed to clear my mind. So I went for a walk and ended up here. Now you?" I said, leaving out the details that I woke up and could not fall asleep again.
    "Uh, I fell asleep at like 2 PM yesterday and woke up a few hours ago. I got bored and this is my favorite place to just relax. You were already here though." He said the last bit in a harsh, joking way. That kind of passive aggressive joke where it starts out serious, but it turned into him giggling a bit. I couldn't help but smile a little.
    "Oh, yeah...sorry. D-do you mind if we share?" It seemed like my words took him by surprise. Like he had never had to "share" something his whole life.
    "Oh- uhm- yeah, no of course!" He stuttered a lot and smiled. Cute. No. Not cute. Bad. I need to get the hell out of here.

    "Cool. Thanks, I suppose." I replied shortly. He just nodded awkwardly. We stayed staring at each other, about 6 feet apart, for at least a minute. The weird thing about it? It wasn't awkward. Not in the slightest. It's like we were both silently observing the other, without making it weird. No, that's exactly what we were doing. He is extremely beautiful. Like really, really beautiful. Nope. No. I want to leave. I need to leave.

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Okay so, hi thanks for reading, this is the first official authors note!

Im just releasing slowly what I already have written down (which is up til chapter 10) so i think i will release up to chapter 8 tonight :)

Again, thanks for reading, luv u, take care<3

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