Bad Boy Wanna Love||L.H.

Chapter 9: Excuse.

There are A LOT of confused emotions in this chapter and it may suck. You have been warned. Enjoy! :)

"What movie are we even going to?" I ask, looking over to him as he drove. The sound of some song playing softly in the background.

"I did not think this through.." He says, chuckling softly. "What movies are out?"

"Um..." I pull out my phone and search through the list of movies out right now. "There's The Avengers: Age Of Ultron."

He looked over at me with a confused expression. Like, he was surprised I even suggested that movie.

"I didn't think you'd like that kind of movies." He says, pulling into the mall's parking. I narrow my eyes and glare at him.

"What do you mean?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest. He doesn't look at me, as he was trying to focus on parking the car.

"Well.." He starts, stopping and looking behind him before finally parking the car and turning it off. "You just don't come off as the type to like 'action' movies.."

"Don't judge a book by it's cover, Luke Hemmings." I scoff, getting out of the car. Adjusting my tank top and pulling my jeans up, for they had slid down a little bit while I was sat for so long.

"I'm not, Eliza James." He responds, smirking and walking towards me. Pushing the lock button on his car keys. "Anyone would think that, since you read such old and sappy books." He starts walking towards the elevator and I follow him, walking up to his side.

"What do you mean 'old and sappy' books." I say, glaring at him. It's one thing to assume that I am not into something and another thing to talk like that about my interests.

"It doesn't matter, okay? Can we forget about this?" He sighs, running his hand through his hair. I roll my eyes and continue walking beside him.

I pull out my phone and reply to texts from Alex, asking how's the "date" going. I have given up on correcting people. I couldn't care less, right now. When I look up I see Luke also on his phone. Guess, we both use the same tactic to avoid conversation. Or, he actually has people to talk to.

We reach the ticket counter and he buys us the tickets, after a heated argument where I refused to let him pay for it and then finally decided he would buy the tickets and I'd buy food. Fair enough.

We enter the dark theater and take our seats. Through the movie, I fangirled, laughed and gasped the loudest out of the entire crowd. Okay, let me rephrase that. I was the only one who fangirled, laughed and gasped and showed any reaction in the whole room. Luke, laughed every time I did so. He didn't bother hiding that he was amused by it. Every time, I looked over at him to see if he had the same reaction but no, he just laughed at mine. Like, no. Okay?

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"You're so weird." I say, as we walk out of the theater. I got a bit cold from the air condition, and now my nose was a little runny.

"How so, Eliza James?" He questions, walking up close behind me as there were too many people around and he had no space to walk.

"You showed more of a reaction to my face than to the movie, Luke Hemmings." I say, laughing lightly.

"I've already watched the movie with Michael." He says, walking up next to me. I look up at him and see him smirking down at me. I stop walking and just stare at him.

"What?! Then, why didn't you just say so?" I exclaim, still standing in front of him, looking surprised.

"Because you suggested it?" He scratched the back of his head and for a moment my heart skips a beat.