'Shift' // L.H.

•NINE•

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~ALANA~

He kissed me, he freaking kissed me.

Then he ran out of the room? I'm so confused.

Am I happy that he kissed me?

Or.....

Am I happy he ran out of the room?

Either way, it doesn't change the fact that I'm sobbing.

As soon as Luke fled the room, my heart shattered. He is messing me up.

I don't know how I feel about Luke?

You hate him!

No I- I don't know.... Do I REALLY hate him?

Agh shut up brain! You're blowing my thoughts around like a hurricane.

A knock on my door erupts the silence in the room and there stands Michael. Shifting awkwardly on his feet.

"Is everything okay? I heard screaming." He half-heartedly smiled.

Mikey and I have been friends since our Freshman year of Highschool. We met when Michael spilled milk all over my Nirvana shirt, then we hit it off.

He has always been there for me, no matter what. Like the brother I never had.

When I hadn't responded after a while he came and sat by me and wrapped his arms around me. Engulfing me in his little kitten hugs.

"What is it Alana? What did that idiot do to you?"

I sniffled breaking my silence. "He- we- I. We had sex. And then he didn't call me and he never apologised for it. He is a jerk. And he kissed me just now. I hate him! I thought he was a nice person, I thought maybe he had changed and then- I- I don't know anymore Mikey. I'm so stupid." I unloaded everything, admitting things that even surprised me.

That's what is so great about Michael, he helps me admit things to him that is never admit to myself. He makes me feel better. He deserves someone great. That can treat him as good as he treats everyone else.

"Luke doesn't deserve you honey. Lana if he is serving you so much regret and confusion is he worth it? Try getting your mind off of him. He's an ass anyways." Michael said loosening his grip around me.

I nod. "You're right."

In that moment we both start leaning in.

I have to get my mind off Luke... Closer. His breathe hitting my face.

Michael can help me get my mind off Luke.... Closer. Our noses touching.

Even if I never had a real thing with Luke, and Michael will always be a friend to me..... Closer. Our lips barely touching each other.

Is it bad that I'm using Michael like this? Eh what the hell. Closer until our lips were moving in synch.

What I thought was an innocent kiss turned into much more. More like a heated make out session.

Michael began moving his hand up and down my sides until his hand made its way up and under my shirt.

Maybe I can make Luke see what he is missing. Maybe Michael will help me with that?

Does Luke even like me? How can I make someone jealous if they have no feelings for me.

How can Michael help me forget about Luke, if even when our lips are locked Luke is all I can think about.

Damn I've got it bad.

I pull away from Michael breathless.

He was breathing heavy.

"Wanna spend the night Michael?" I smirked.

He ran a hand through his fringe and smiled. "I'd enjoy that."

~LUKE~

After I ran out of Alana's room I ran straight down stairs and out the door. Earning a few stares from the couples downstairs.

I say on the porch swing and cried. All these years I've been a total loser to Alana and really she is a great person.

How could someone that great ever want to be with me?

How could I ever hate her?

You do hate her.

NO! I'm done fighting. I don't hate Alana.

I think it's time to face the music. I don't know what this feeling is but it definitely isn't one of hate.

Do I like Alana?

Do you?

I don't know! I'm so confused right now.

I go back inside after I've come to terms with everything. As confusing as my life is one thing is for certain.

I walk up to Alana's room and the door is open.

I think I like-

Surely this is some kind of joke. Michael and Alana seem to be getting along VERY well.

I run back downstairs and pull out my phone.

Why? Why is it when I finally come to terms with something in my life, life reminds me. 'You can't ever have anything, you're meant to be lost forever.'

I dial the only persons number who can understand me and help me forget about my problems.

"Hello?" Her sweet voice answers.

"Hey Rachel, can I come over? I really, REALLY need you to show me a good time." I say.

"Of course Lukey, anything for you baby." She coos.

With that I was making my way to Rachel's house, hopefully she can help me forget about Alana; even if it is for one night.