falling for my bully // luke hemmings

Chapter 7:

Michael's P.O.V

As I sat in 5th doing an in-class assignment, I kept looking over at Calum, our previous conversation replaying over and over in my mind. It just made no sense to me.

My phone buzzed, dragging my attention off whatever thoughts were flying around my head. Oh, Luke replied to my text.

Lukey H - sorry bro I skipped class, want to talk round at the diner after school? and yeah I just had the weirdest convo with eliza, and after screaming at me, she ran off :-/ ttyl

I checked the time in the top right hand corner of my phone, which read 2:48pm. Might as well leave, we've only got half an hour to go. I quietly shoved everything in my bag then made my way up to the teachers desk, making an excuse to her about feeling sick, then made my way up to the school gates, seeing Luke sitting up there staring into space.

Luke's P.O.V

"Luke, bro. Are you okay?" I immediately pushed away all my thoughts momentarily and whipped my head to the side to see Michael walking up. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just weirded out, I guess." I replied and we slowly nodded in sync. "Let's go get some food from the diner now." Michael said excitedly and I let out a low chuckle. He was such an idiot. We walked down to the diner in about ten-fifteen minutes and when Michael held open the door, he immediately began muttering, "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit."

"What?" I ask back confusedly, sticking my head through the door. My gaze traveled to a booth in the corner of the diner. It's Eliza.

"Fuck." (A/N: sorry if the swear words offend you, guys. Tell me if they do)

Eliza's P.O.V

No, no, no, no, no. This can't be happening to me. Why are they at the door. Luke can't have followed me, I left ages ago.

I look down at my barely-touched food, deciding to try keep my head up and hopefully not let them bother me. I subtly glance back over at Luke and Michael to see that they'd sat down on the other side of the diner. Without realizing, I stared a little longer. Luke suddenly glanced back over to me, made eye contact and guiltily looked down at the floor. Michael was just avoiding looking anywhere near this side of the diner. What was even going on right now?

I quickly finished the rest of my food before getting up and power walking towards the door. I was just about to slam the door when I heard Luke yell, "Eliza, wait!". I momentarily hesitated, before letting go of the door handle and running. But this time, I heard footsteps behind me, chasing me. "Please don't run Eliza." he yelled but I didn't slow down. He finally caught up to me, gently grabbing my arm, slowing me down. I stopped and turned towards Luke, staring directly into his piercing blue eyes. All I could see in his gaze were regret, sadness and vulnerability.

I hate to admit it, but for a split second, I was not afraid of that tall and generally intimidating guy. Neither of us spoke. He slowly let go of my arm, letting his hand fall down my arm ever so slightly. He ran his finger over the cuts underneath my long-sleeved shirt and I winced slightly, hoping he wouldn't notice. But he did and his eyes returned to their angry state and I immediately shook my arm out of his grasp. "Don't act like you're surprised.." I mumbled, before turning around and power walking back towards my house.

Luke's P.O.V
As I watched her walk away, my phone begin to buzz. I was getting a call from Michael. I picked up in frustration then began to walk towards the direction Eliza had left.
"Hey Luke, did you follow her?"
"Yeah, I caught up with her. Michael, she's self harming. She didn't tell me but I brushed my arm against hers and she looked in pain."
"Luke. Don't let her out of your sight."
"Okay. Talk later Mikey." I sigh before hanging up and sprinting after Eliza.

I turned a final corner to see Eliza walking up to her door. I knew I wouldn't make it so I began to walk towards it. I hear the door slam but as i got closer to the house, I heard a scream and another loud voice. Shocked, I ran towards her house and went round the side, looking in the window to see a middle aged man punch and kick Eliza to the ground then storm out of the house.

I couldn't breathe.