Lie To Me • lrh

Creeps and Kisses - Val

I woke up this morning before Luke, as usual, but I didn't get up, not as usual. He was laying on his back as I moved towards him till I was close enough to touch him. I watched him sleep. I watched as his bare chest rose and fell. I studied him as I thought about yesterday. That kiss, the first kiss, it was unreal. It felt different, different than the ones before. It felt like he...cared, like he wanted me, but that's impossible...right? I traced my finger over the bridge of his perfect nose then down to his soft lips.

"Didn't peg you for a creep." Was he awake this whole time? He quickly grabbed my wrist and pulled me on top of him. In this moment I thought I could surrender myself to him, I could give him my everything, but would it be enough? It wasn't enough for Matt so why would it be enough for Luke.

"Hey...what're you thinking about?" He asked as he intertwined our fingers. He looked worried.

"Nothing..." I shook my head. I must've zoned out. He looked at me like he knew I was lying. Like he could see right through me.

"I'm sorry...who are you thinking about?" Should I tell him? Would it matter to him? Was he asking all these questions to use them against me later?

"Well...today is the anniversary of one of my ex-boyfriends, Matt, leaving me." I squeezed his hand a bit tighter, he squeezed back.

"Do you want to talk about it, Val?" Yes...but would you listen? Would you really listen? You wouldn't, I know you wouldn't...but what if you're not like them...no.

"No...we have to get up and go. The paps need some off duty photos of us." I got off of him and went to pick out my clothes. I put on a white tennis skirt with some white patterned tights then I walked out of the bathroom.

"Ok I knew the rest of your clothes were pink but you're underwear too?" I didn't notice what he was saying until I looked down and saw that I was only in my pink lace bra...shit. I wasn't going to let him get to me with his stupid jokes, not today.

"I don't dress for you Luke." I rolled my eyes and walked over to my closet to pick out a shirt.

"Good, I don't want you to. Also...if you must know...I think the pink looks cute..." He's lying, don't look at him. Don't look at his perfect blue eyes. I could feel his smile fade when I didn't turn around. I don't care, I don't. I picked out a small pink sweater and put it over my head.

"Hey...can I borrow one of your jackets?" I asked as I finally turned around. He looked at me, surprised.

"Only if I can pick it out." He jumped up all excited like a kid. It was adorable that this 6 foot 4 man could get so excited about fashion.

"Okay...but I get to do something for you then..." I wasn't just doing to give him all that freedom and not get anything in return. He ran over to his closet of black clothing and started sifting through his jackets.

"A jacket that says Baby for my baby." He smiled as he handed me a jacket that said "That's Cool Baby." On the back. It was cute if I'm being honest. I put on the jacket as he reached out and fixed the collar for me. "You look darling. Now...what's my punishment." He asked.

He was wearing black leather pants with a white button up shirt with most of the top buttons undone. He also had on his rings and a silver necklace. I had to make him more...glamorous, so I dragged him into the bathroom and sat him on the toilet seat. I grabbed my makeup bag and found exactly what I was looking for...glitter.

"Glitter? Seriously?" He asked as I stood between his legs and lifted up his chin.

"I'm always serious about glitter." I laughed as I smeared some on his eyes. Neat but noticeable.

He looked into the mirror and examined his face. "Can you do this for me before concerts? I think it'd look amazing under the lights." He smiled. I did that. I made him happy...without having to change...no. It's fake. He's faking it. It's a joke.

"Yeah sure." I rolled my eyes and laughed as I walked out of the bathroom.

When we left the building we noticed the paps were distracted by something else...someone else. I tapped one of the paps on the shoulder and asked "I'm sorry, who else is here?"

"Matt Peters!" He screamed. My ex...the one that left. He hasn't been here since...well since he left. I showed him this place but we didn't stay here together. What was he doing here?

"Wait...is that your ex?" Luke must've noticed the worried look on my face. I nodded yes. "What do you want to do?" He asked.

"I want to get their attention...I want to get his attention." I was stressed...and he knew it.

"Can you tell me why he left? I'm sorry I don't mean to push but I'm curious." I gave him a dirty look, telling him to shut up. "Well...I have an idea to get their attention." He had a mischievous smirk on his face. It was hot.

Before I knew it luke grabbed my waist and pulled me in, his hand under my shirt touching my skin making it burn with every touch. His other hand cupped my face as he kissed me softly. His lips tasted sweet like honey. I heard someone yell "Hey look they're kissing!" I didn't care for the flashing lights as Luke slipped his tongue in my mouth and unhooked my bra. I would've let him devour me right then and there if I hadn't heard his voice.

"Hey Valley Girl." ugh that stupid nickname. Why's he here?

"Sorry man, she's taken, if you couldn't see that already." Luke snapped back.

"Don't call me that, Matt. It's stupid." I felt Luke pull me in tight by the waist, bringing me close to him.

"I miss you...please. I regret leaving...please Valley." He begged.

"Go away Matt, I heard you're pretty skilled at that...Yaknow, leaving. You've done it before so do it again. Leave my girl and I alone. She's not yours to miss anymore." Luke pulled me around to corner away from them.

"Are you okay Val? Do you need anything? We can always go through the back of the building." He was so worried.

"Right now all I want is for my bra to be hooked up again." I laughed in silent pain.

"I wasn't joking about the glitter by the way...I like it." He gave me a comforting smile as we continued on our journey around the city.

We got home late but I sat at the piano around 2:00 when Luke was asleep. I had to write. I had to wrap my mind around the events of today.

"My heart, my hips, my body, my love"

"Trying to find a part of me that you didn't touch."

I thought I heard something move, but brushed it off and kept singing.

"Gave up on me like I was a bad drug."

"Now I'm searching for signs in a haunted club"

"Our songs, our films, United we stand."

"Our country, guess it was a lawless land."

I swear I heard something move...

"Quiet my fears with the touch of your hand."

"Paper cut stings from our paper thin plans."

"My time, my wine, my spirit, my trust."

"Trying to find a part of me you didn't take up."

"Gave you too much but it wasn't enough."

I sang as the tears rolled down my face.

"But I'll be alright, it's just a thousand cuts."

I definitely heard something move but I finished the song...

"I ask the traffic lights if it'll be alright they say I don't know."

In a split second I felt Luke lift up my chin and wipe away my tears.

"He left...just like that...you gave him everything and he gave up and left...how...I mean who...I should've beat him up when I had the chance." Was he...was he really angry?

"It's okay..." he whispered as he kissed my forehead. "I'm here now."