Unpredictable. {mgc}

Chapter 9

It was movie night at Luke's tonight, but we were all working until 5:30 and then going to Luke's for 7 so that he had time to get rid of his parents and his brothers.

Luke was so nice, he's become one of my new best friends and I couldn't have asked for better. It's weird because to think this time 2 months ago, all I would do was sit on my laptop, with no money, no job and no qualifications, but now I actually have friends and I'm happy. Things seem to be changing for me.

Normal shift today. I was on tills, Luke was on shelves at the back of the store and Ava was out back taking orders.

"Fuck" I heard Luke curse from the back of the store. I ran to him to see what was wrong "what's wrong blondie" i said. "Nothing, I just hurt my hand while loading this into the shelves." I looked at his rather large hands to see it cut and with a bruise already coming to the surface of his pale skin. "Oh Luke, I would go get that checked out, you may have broke it. You did drop 4 boxes of milk on your hand." I stated. "I don't know. Do you think Joe will let me go?" "I'll go get him" I said, swiftly turning the corner to get Joe.

As I returned with Joe, I could already see Luke's hand was getting worse. "Joe, Luke dropped this milk on his hand and it's already getting worse." I said, concerned about my friend. "Fine, go home. But you owe me back this time Hemmings" replied Joe as he stormed back to his stubby office.

Luke simply nodded and went to get his stuff before he left. "I'll call you later Lila and let you know about everything. See you. Love you" he smiled. "Love you too, good luck." That was our new thing. Me and Luke started saying "I love you" whenever we left. It's just stupid humour but we always say it now. It's just became our thing. I actually do love him.

It was now 5:34. Ava left at exactly 5;30 as always and left me to lock up once again. I was ready to leave but guess who walked through the door..the black haired boy from yesterday.

He smiled at me? What the fuck? He seemed like such a fuck boy yesterday but now he smiles at me? I was left gobsmacked for some reason. He seemed like such a jerk but no. Fuck boy is being nice? "Thanks" he said venturing to the back of the store, referring to me standing there with my mouth open at him.

He came to the till with yet another packet of condoms. "How many of these do you go through?!" I quizzed, intrigued by this boy. "None of your business" he said smirking. "Charming" I replied, looking at his features. He was beautiful.
"What are you staring at?" "Nothing, nothing" I coughed. "That's £4 please" I stated, holding my hand out for his change. He placed it into my hand and picked up his condoms. "Bye" he waved before exiting the store. "Bye" I smiled.
Literally. What the fuck just happened? Fuck boy isn't a fuck boy after all? What!

I lock up and get to my car, ready to go home, speak to Luke and get to his aid because I am such a amazing friend!

On my way home, I find fuck boy walking in the cold on his phone. I pulled over and rolled down my window. "Ride?" I asked. He looked around swiftly and then jumped in. Weird. "Thanks." He said shivering and climbing into my small white Vauxhall Corsa.

Wait? I don't even know 'fuck boy' I don't even know his name and now he's in my car? He could be a murderer for all I know! I pushed the thoughts away.

"What's your name" "Lila Jacobs, what about you?" "Michael.. Michael Clifford." I smiled at him. He didn't look like a Michael. He gently tapped his fingers on the fabric of his jeans as Twenty One Pilots  were playing softly on the radio.

"Where you going?" I questioned, referring to his desired destination. "A few blocks from here, I'll show you." He said.
"What you doing tonight." I asked him. "Nothing, staying at home, alone. Nothing to do really. No friends, no job, no money. Nothing really." Oh my fucking God. He's like me. Well like what I was. 'Fuck boy' would be like me!
"Well I'm going to a friends house tonight I could ask if you could come?" I asked him. He thought for a moment before saying "What's your friend called?" with narrow eyes. "Luke Hemmings." I said. He sat for a few moments before saying "Oh Lila, I have a lot of studying to do tonight, I can't I'm sorry." He chuckled. "O-okay" Is all I said.
I was so confused? He said he had nothing to do? Does he know Luke?

"To the left." He said as I pulled outside a large house with a red door and white window frames. A black chevy was parked outside. "Thank you Lila, here's my number call me some time yeah?" "Your welcome and sure. Bye." "Bye" he said as I pulled away.
Why didn't he want to come to Luke's? He was up for it until I mentioned Luke? What is going on?

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(A/n)
ROWYSO WAS AMAZING OMF