The boy named Luke

In the woods

I walked outside to get my bicycle but then I remembered I came to school by bus. He said it was about 15 minutes cycling to get there. Walking would take way too long.

I was about to tell him that I wouldn't be able to come after all, but Luke was already standing in front of me and smiled "we don't have the whole day let's go".

He held his bicycle next to him. I looked at him and sighed "I came by bus today" "walking will probably take way too long sorry..". He laughed "come on, that's such a bad excuse" "jump on the back of my bicycle I'm not letting you go today".

"Uhh alright then will your bicycle be able to hold me?". "Of course". "Why would I pick a bicycle that wouldn't be strong?". I slowly walked towards him to get on the back of his bicycle. Aah I hate these situations. I don't want to get on the back of his bicycle. Why didn't I cycle to school today?

"Hold on tight, I don't want you falling off," he said smiling. He started cycling, but after a while he went faster and faster "woah slow down a bit". Instead of listening to me he started to cycle even faster. I was really scared of falling off.

"Hold me" he said "hold me tight or do you want to fall off?". He looked back at me and smirked. "What's with you, just slow down!" I screamed as he kept cycling faster and faster. "If I don't cycle fast we'll not make it in time".

He was right, we only have an hour. I hesitated for a moment but then I slowly grabbed his waist. He had a rather thin waist "come on that's not tight at all" he laughed.

Let's see what he'll say now. I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him really, really tight. I felt his body shock for a moment. It made me giggle and it made me want to hold him even tighter. I felt my face turning red, luckily he couldn't see it.

My hands were around his belly. He was wearing a tight shirt. I could feel his abs with my hands. I felt my face turning more red and red the longer I held him.

I directly removed my hands from him. He turned around when I had removed my hands, shit  he can see my face now . I tried to cover my face with my hands, which made me so close to falling off his bicycle. In shock I grabbed his waist again because if I didn't I would've definitely fallen off.

He laughed "I told you, don't let go off me anymore".

After a while he suddenly cycled off the road "what are you doing!" I screamed. He laughed "we're almost there, don't worry". I was confused as he cycled deeper and deeper into a forest. "What are we going to do in this forest?". He sighed "don't ask so many questions you'll see once we're there". I was scared but I decided to trust him. I looked at the trees we passed by. It was just spring and the trees were slowly starting to grow new leaves again.

It felt nice being outside again. I was always studying inside my room, not bothering to go outside again. I wanted to thank him for taking me outside but I kept quiet. It would be weird if I would suddenly say "thank you" to him when I told him I didn't want to go with him at first. I whispered "thank you" knowing he wouldn't hear me. "What did you say?" He asked me. I smiled "nothing".

"We're there" I looked around and saw nothing but trees. "What did you want to show me?". "Follow me" he said as he leaned his bicycle against a tree. He walked towards another tree.
He grabbed a rope hanging from a tree and pulled it. A ladder rolled down from the tree.

He climbed up the ladder. I walked closer towards the ladder and looked up. I saw a big treehouse and I laughed "aren't you a little too old for treehouses?". "Nobody is too old for treehouses," he answered. "Are you coming or not?" He was already standing in the treehouse.

"Alright I'm coming" I smiled and climbed the ladder. I was almost inside the treehouse, but when I took the last step to get inside my feet slipped. I almost fell off the ladder but Luke grabbed my hand just in time. I sighed in relief Luke laughed "be careful where you step"

He pulled me inside the treehouse. "Well what do you think?" He asked me. I looked around and it was pretty big for a treehouse. There were lots of pictures of him with a little boy.

I pointed at the little boy and asked him "who's that?". He smiled "that's my little brother". "I made this treehouse for him so I want your opinion on it". I looked at him in surprise. "you made this treehouse on your own??". He nodded "my little brother wanted one since he was 5 but my dad-". He didn't finish his sentence. "Your dad did what?" He sighed "it's nothing he just didn't allow it I guess".

His smile disappeared. I guess he didn't want to talk about that. I wanted to change the subject but I couldn't think of anything. I pointed at another picture of him with a girl. "Is that your sister or girlfriend or?". He grabbed the picture and turned it upside down to the empty side. "I don't know what this picture is doing here". "Can you just leave those pictures alone?". He looked mad at me but I think I also saw some sadness in his eyes. I might've been mistaken.

I wanted to slap myself in the face. I always make it worse when I'm trying to change the subject. It was super quiet. None of us said a word to each other. I looked around more and in the middle of the treehouse there was a red bank. It was bright red. I wondered why he chose that color. There was also a small wooden table in front of the bank with a bag of chips on it. so he was probably often in the treehouse himself.

"When do you plan on showing him the treehouse?" I asked him. I want to give it to him on his birthday. It's tomorrow so I wanted someone to check if it's good enough."The treehouse is really pretty" I said to him. He smiled again which made me smile too.

I couldn't help but ask "why did you choose the bright red color for the bank or did you just choose some random color?". "It's my little brother's favorite color". "Do you like it?" He looked at me with his beautiful eyes. "Yes I told you already it's really pretty" I laughed. "Why are you laughing then?". I couldn't stop laughing.

"Why am I even laughing?" I asked myself.