Under the Counter ~ Luke Danes

8. Dates and Pent Up Feelings

Luke could see someone walk over towards Isabella from the side of his eye. He immediately looked at them. He almost instantly filled with rage as he saw that it was Dean. It didn't take a genius to figure out that Dean had some attraction for her. Luke tried his best not to show it. He looked back down at the counter, feeling sort of defeated and let out a quiet sigh.

Isabella recognized the smell of the strong, clean cologne. She instantly knew who it was before she turned around. Dean rested his hand on her shoulder, signaling for her to turn around. She turned around and was face to face with Dean. "Hey, Bella could we talk outside for a little bit?" Dean said as he smiled at her. Isabella was shocked to say the least.

"Um yeah sure, let me check with Luke first?" She said as she pointed towards Luke, he was acting like he wasn't listening to their conversation. She walked towards the counter, Luke seemed annoyed. She left Dean in the middle of the diner. Before she reached the counter Luke spoke up, "Hey Dean, order something or get out!" He didn't look up at him once.

Isabella was a little shocked by Luke's sudden attitude. She was a little bit scared to talk to him, she didn't want to make him more mad than he already seemed to be. "Hey Luke..." He seemed annoyed with her too as he looked at her through his eyebrows with his head tilted down. "Can I step outside real quick? Dean wants to talk to me about something." She stared at the counter and fidgeted with her fingers. "Yeah sure whatever." He said seriously, he had his head tilted down and looked at her. She nodded at him and walked towards Dean. She placed her hand on Deans back and walked him out. She opened the door and Luke watched them the whole time, he could see through the open blinds and glass door.

"So what did you want to talk about? If this is about history homework, I warned you that I hate it and I haven't done it yet." She said completely oblivious, talking with her hands.

"No no, I didn't come here to ask about homework." Dean replied, scratching the back of his neck. He lowered his arm and shoved both of them into the pockets of his leather jacket. Isabella was slightly confused.

"I came here because I know you work here after school and I wanted to wait it out a little bit to make sure what I'm feeling for you is real and...it is. Do you wanna go out on a date..with me?" Dean looked at her and then at his feet.

Luke watched them as Dean asked her to go on a date. Even though he couldn't hear the conversation, he knew it was coming. He saw her as she looked stunned. He felt angry, angry he didn't make a move first, but he wasn't sure how Bell felt.

Isabella didn't know how to react or what to say. She was at a loss for words. She crossed her arms and blinked fast. "Y-yeah sure. When?" Isabella stuttered and smiled at him. She didn't want to say no because she didn't want to be rude. She knew she felt something for Luke, there was no denying that, but she wasn't sure how he felt. She didn't want to hurt Dean's feelings and lose a friend because of it.

"How about tomorrow? Is that okay? I could pick you up." Dean suggested, shrugging his shoulders as he spoke fast.

"Yeah that's fine. How about at 5? So I could have time to get ready." Isabella looked at him, he was nervous, seemed intimidated.

"Yeah 5 will be great. Okay, I'll pick you up, I already know where you live." Dean said, she was remembering the time he dropped her off as a favor because her father was doing an oil change for her car.

"Okay, I just need to let Luke know I won't be coming in tomorrow." She pointed to the diner, she smiled uncomfortably.

"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow." Dean leaned in to give her a hug. She hugged him back awkwardly, his scent hit her in the face.