"Michael! Please stay after school with me!" Aria begs, holding onto the red-haired boy's arm as he walks towards the school doors with Calum. It's not like she's trying to avoid Luke, but she is, it's hard to ice him out when he keeps starting up normal conversations.
As fun as it is to not spend every waking hour hating the blond, she fears that all their little talks alone will result in something she does not want. And before she knows it, she's giving him rides home from school.
"Please, it won't be boring, I heard that we're just cleaning up the art room!" She explains, hoping that it'll persuade her friend and stop him from all the benefits of leaving school at three rather than four. "I was told that I could play music, please don't leave me."
After laying in bed last night, Aria came to the conclusion she cannot be left alone with Luke. She's never been scared to be alone with Luke. However, he's gotten too comfortable, and so has she. And since they're not fighting as much, the isolation, the concept of the two of them being alone is terrifying.
It's almost like their glamourized detention scheme is working.
All it took was six weeks, two of which were spent in silence with one instance of the classic fight, a trip to the elementary school where she saw him interact with a child that her cat is smarter than, the realization that he agreed with her about the ending of her favorite show, and a day of laser tag and arcade games.
Even the stupid bonding circle where they basically laughed together. It's all moving too fast, she can't cave in. Six weeks shouldn't mean anything compared to the four years.
"Calum! You should stay too!" She says, squeezing between the two boys, "You guys can crack out those pastels and draw! Michael, you've been thinking about getting a new tattoo, why don't you brainstorm?"
Her fingers wrap around the collars of their hoodies, yanking them back – and down – in order to stop them from walking out of those front doors with the rest of the students. "Aria!" Michael groans, prying her hand off his hoodie, "What is up with you?"
"I don't want to be left alone with Luke, please!" She persists, "I already asked Jonah and Sade! Jonah's got his math tutor at four, and Sade's got guests at her house!"
"And I've got my after school nap," Michael retorts.
"Michael, please stay!" Aria whines, "I'll pay for your new tattoo, and I'll drive you into the city on your eighteenth birthday – we can skip school – and I'll pay for it!" She bargains.
Aria really doesn't want to be left alone with Luke today. It's as if a switch in her mind flipped and told her to do everything in her power to avoid him. Think of the consequences of them not hating each other, for one, the social balance of the world would be ruined. It's the butterfly effect, Murphy's law!
Okay, yes, she's being dramatic, but she's got this feeling. Call it intuition or a sixth-sense, but it's telling her that something will completely fuck her over and ruin her life. It's happened twice before and she never listened to it.
One, when she was eight, she set off the alarms in a grocery store – the voice in her head told her not to do it – and the next seven-minutes these alarms were going off and she felt like a complete idiot.
Two, is a week before her mother left. She can't explain that one, but she knew. She felt it coming, and was still in shock when she came home that day from school seeing her mothers bags packed and her father in the kitchen.
She's not about to go for a third.
"You owe me!" Aria says, testing out a new tactic, guilt-tripping. "I drive you to school, I buy you food, whenever we go out to eat, who pays? Me. The least you could do is wait an hour and help me wash some stupid brushes!"
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BAD OMENS ✬ luke hemmings
Fanfiction"what happened to us?" "well, we hated each other." she hates him, he hates her. petty rivalry, rumours, comments tore their friendship apart. they can't be around each other and everyone knows that. though after taking it too far, the two are sub...
