Come find me | Luke Hemmings

Nine: I know, I slept with you

I watched Luke snap at me. His pupils were wide open and I could see his neck vein jumping.

"Come with me" I say standing up "I have to show you something"

The alcohol that once was making my mind dizzy right now is long gone.
Luke stands and follows me. We enter my room and I ask Mike to lie down in Taylor's. He leaves the room and shuts the door with a smile. I open my wardrobe and take a white box and sit on the bed next to Luke.

In this box there's all the pictures I have from Canada. Pictures of me growing up, my parents and brother, Tay and I over the years, my grandparents and all my friends. There's only one single photo of Kyle and I: my 18th birthday. Dady threw a surprise party at our boat, we danced, drank and so far has been the best day of my life. At the end of the day when all my friends were gone, my brother Andy took this picture of Kyle and I. Kyle was hugging me and kissing my cheek, his tall and slim body was perfect suited with a polo shirt and a jeans. I was wearing a little blue dress Mom gave me and looked like the happiest person on Earth.

I took this photo of Kyle and I out of the box and handed to Luke.

"This is Kyle" My little fingers drop the picture on Luke's lap "We dated for almost two years" I looked down and started to talk "He was everything I've ever wanted, he showed me love" I look up just for a second to see Luke, he can't take his eyes off the photo "Well, I thought he was showing me love. But he turned out to be the worst thing in my life" I stood up, I feel restless "He used me in every meaning of the word. He cheated on me and made me feel miserable" I walk around the room, always avoiding Luke's eyes. He's focused on the photo on his hands "He gave me little pieces of him so I could love him only to make it easy to mess me up later" I could feel the tears coming but I won't cry, not this time. "And when he did and even after we broke up I missed him" I sit back next to Luke and the words leave my mouth

"Why are you telling me this?" He asks looking at me and by his eyes I can see that he gets me

"Because I want you to know why I am like this" I look at him and my body melts just by looking at his eyes "I need you to know what a player did to me once. So if you have no intention to carry this" I move my hands between our bodies "Please, the door is over there"

"Are you trying to scare me Little Girl?" His eyes were looking right at me, the smirk never left his face. He threw the photo on the ground and all his attention is on my tiny figure

"No" My hands are aching to touch him "I'm trying to reming myself that I should be scared"

"Yes, you should" he bites his lips and all I wanna do is throw myself on top of him "You should be terrified"

Fortunately he reads my mind and leans to kiss me. I should stop him and ask him to leave, but I kiss him back and lock my hands around his neck. I should be cold to him and push him away, but I keep kissing him and hoping he won't stop.

He places his hand on my lower back and lies me down placing himself on top of me. My hands go straight to his back and pull his shirt up while he smiles and kisses my collarbone. His torso is my favorite thing on Earth and I'll never get tired of looking at him, not on this life neither on the next few ones. He gets rid of my shirt and run his eyes all over me.

"You shouldn't be this hot" he mutters "For your own good"

He kisses me and I feel the urge on his kiss. We don't know each other for a long time, it has been only a week but I feel like I've known him my entire life. I kiss him back and scratch his back which makes him kiss me even harder. His hands are already taking my bra off and I should feel uncomfortable and shy but it has never felt so right. Not even with Kyle.