Luke's POV
"Good morning", despite my raging headache her voice was so soothing.
"Morning", I untangled myself from her body and sat up, rubbing my eyes and then my temples.
"Do you have a headache?" She asks quietly
"Ya" I respond, not in any mood to talk.
"I have some Advil if you'd like?" I look at her from the corner of my eye and she looks back at me with a concerned expression.
"I'm fine" I respond
"Would you like me to make some breakfast?"
"No?" I half asked, why the hell would she ask me that?
"Oh"
"I have to go now", I looked around the room for my shirt.
"You're leaving?" She asked, looking at me in disbelief
"Isn't that what I just said?"
"Wow" she muttered, before pushing the blankets off her body and walking towards a room that I presumed was her bathroom. She emerged seconds later with a toothbrush hanging out of her mouth and her hair piled up on top of her head. She walked over to her wardrobe and started pulling out some of her clothes.
"Are you pissed off or something?" I asked, knowing full well that she was
"Nope" she said walking back into the bathroom.
"Why are you angry?" I called out. My headache was getting worse by the second
She didn't reply.
"Katarina, I just asked you a question, answer me"
"Oh I'm sorry, I thought you had left already" she replied
"Come on, your pissed because I'm not staying here with you?"
"I'm not pissed off Luke, I know you have a girlfriend to get back to, you know that same one that you didn't go home to last night?" she stood with her hands on her hips.
How the fuck can a person look this sexy in p.j's?
"Seriously Katarina what the fuck is your problem?"
She turned to look at me. If looks could fucking kill though.
"What's my problem?" She spat "what's my fucking problem?" She repeated "you need to figure out what you want Luke"
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?", I'm up out of the bed, and standing directly opposite her. Both of our breathing is jagged. The tension is radiating off our bodies
"If you think that I'd leave her for you, you have to get your head checked"
She took a step back "I never asked you to leave her for me" she said shakily, she was on the brink of tears.
"You didn't have to, your desperation is so fucking clear"
She looked up at me and then back at the ground. I watched as she walked around the room and retrieved the shirt I was in last night and the keys from the dresser top.
"Here", she held out both items.
I took them from her
"Don't you ever think about coming back here again, drunk or sober"
"You're not serious Katarina, your kicking me out?" I laughed at her ridiculousness
"It should take you thirty seconds to get out of my house, I'll give you ten"
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Devotion {l.h.}
Romantizm“Listen here, b?!*#” he spat “I need to pass this assignment but I cannot stand you so this is how it’s going to go down. I’ll do my parts and you do yours. We keep the communication to an absolute minimum. I’ll stay out of your way and you’ll stay...
