"I just want to stay in that lavender haze..."
LAVENDER HAZE: termed in the 1950s, meaning to be deeply in love. Like a honeymoon phase or dream like state in a relationship.
Jack was right. I was violently hungover sitting on the back of the golf course in a lilac sports dress and big sunglasses covering my burning eyes. I also was drinking ice cold water from my Stanley and wanting to vomit every two seconds. Oh, and this was on top of the embarrassment I felt every time I looked at Jack because usually he was already looking at me then would look away with red cheeks. He also was probably like 'damn she really is obsessed with me and I probably shouldn't have gotten drunk and tried to kiss her'. Though I wish it was more like 'damn I'm an idiot because I could've kissed her but I got scared'.
"Lily your up" Alex yelled after he took his shot. I took a long sip of water and grabbed my golf club and pink ball. I placed it on the tee and swung it as hard as I could though it hit the fucking tree next to us.
Everyone laughed and felt my blood boiling. "I didn't even want to come so could you all shut the fuck up and let me go again?" I snapped. They all stopped laughing and quickly nodded their heads, Trevor tripped over his own feet running to retrieve me ball. "Thank you" I said much nicer this time.
"You gotta line it up Lil" Jackson told me. "Stop worrying about power, focus on accuracy"
"I'm trying. I've been trying" I literally wanted to cry I hate this fucking sport. "Can't I just sit on the golf cart and watch?"
"No, stop being a quitter and hit the damn ball" Jackson rolled his eyes. I stomped my foot like a toddler but I don't care, I'm so done with this shit. I lined up the ball with the flag and just swung. This one didn't hit the tree atleast. "There ya go!" Jackson put his hand up for a high five but I just flipped him off and sat back in the golf cart.
Luke came and sat beside me, snapping a picture of me pouting to put on his snap chat most likely. Or send to the UMich hockey group chat. "I cant tell if your hungover, pissed about golf, or pissed about my brother being a pussy." Atleast he was speaking quietly.
"Luke shut up!" I hissed. "And I would say all 3" I huffed. "Jack isn't a pussy he just doesn't like me" I reminded him, to which he rolled his eyes and scoffed.
"Things have changed Lily, I'm telling you things changed" he argued.
"I don't want to talk about it" I told him. "I want to go home"
"Honestly same, I lowkey hate golfing with these idiots" Luke admitted. The cart moved as Trevor, Quinn, and Jackson squeezed in.
"Alright let's go!"
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When we got home from golf I was starting to finally not feel as hungover but my mood was still sour. Luckily I had Luke to share that with because he was annoyed by the end of golfing too. In case it wasn't obvious, we both sucked and lost bad.
I ended up going over to Luke's, us chilling in his room looking at decor for my room at the hockey house. Luke actually was leaving at the end of the week and I was leaving the following week. I had a bed, dresser, desk, desk chair, and nightstand already plus the necessities but not any decor. At some point this week my mom and Ellen were taking me shopping again.
"Im going with pink and girlie Luke. It's my room" he kept telling me to do black and white and that was a hell no from me. "Not too girlie either. Just enough to make it feel like home"
"Fine" he sighed. "I like the idea of the white rug. Breaks it up a bit. What if you-"
"Hey...Lily?" Luke paused and we both looked to the door way to see Jack standing there awkwardly. He looked stressed.
I glanced at Luke who was already looking at me expectantly. "What's up Jack?" I cleared my throat, hearing a bit of scratchiness.
"Can I talk to you? It won't take long Luke-"
"Oh we were just messing around, I don't care" Luke shrugged, leaning back on the bed and beginning to go on his phone. I stood up from the bed, my phone in my hand and followed Jack out. Of course I received a text from Luke saying that if we were gonna fuck to be quiet so he didn't have to hear. I told him to shut the fuck up in response.
Jack lead me to his room and shut the door behind me. I did my best to stay strong and ignore the fast pace of my beating heart and sweaty palms as I sat down on his bed. He sat beside me and turned to face me so I followed suit and turned to fully face him on the bed. "Lily this summer has been weird for us" he started. I swallowed harshly and nodded slowly, afraid as to where this could go. "I know you leave in a little less than 2 weeks and I-I don't want to leave it this way."
Ok now I'm terrified. This feels like a breakup. "I understand" I lied, not knowing at all what was happening. He searched my eyes and released a frustrated sigh, running his hands down his face.
"No you don't" he groaned. "Lily, don't you realize how fucked up this has been? How fucked up I've been all summer? That doesn't get your brain thinking" he asked and I just sat there practically in space. I was confused.
"Jack were good I thought. The past is the past, we're friends again-"
"No Lily we're not friends." His words were crisp and I felt my breath caught in my throat. My heart sunk into my stomach as I straightened my posture, hoping I could hold it together.
"W-What do you mean?" I asked a lot softer than i wanted to. He just continued to search my eyes, trying to gauge my emotions.
"Friends don't act the way we have been this summer."
"I-I know but thats ok" I felt like I was begging him to stay, begging him not to push me away.
"I still feel like your not understanding." He pinched his lip and left us in a silence. I was hoping he couldn't hear the way my heart pounded in my chest. In the words of Taylor Swift, I've never heard silence quite this loud.
It felt like hours in this silence. It was the longest 2 minutes ever before he took the breath right from my lungs. It took 2 minutes to completely shift my pleading into melting.
It took 2 minutes and then Jack Hughes was kissing me.
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Lily.Jewel: this was my face the entire day I was forced to endure golfing with a VIOLENT hangover
JacksonJewel: you legit are the worst golfer I've ever seen play Lukehughes43: photo creds to me but also thankful you were there to suffer along side me like a true BFF Trevorzegras: broke my fucking ankles retrieving your ball one hundred times ↪️Lily.Jewel: I didn't ask you just did like a good dog ↪️Trevorzegras: I hate you ↪️Lukehughes43: she just ate you up Trevor ↪️EthanEdwards: lukey is right she ATE User: wait maybe it's not Luke she's dating but Trevor😯 User: who the hell wears this to a golf course User: tell us you've never golfed without telling us you've never golfed challenge Alexturcotte: you gave a sad excuse of effort today Lily ↪️Colecaufield: she did fine Turcs stop being a bully to our little Lily! Jackhughes: I think you played just fine Lily, ignore them ↪️Trevorzegras: 🚨WE HAVE A SIMP BOYS🚨
