Becca's P.O.V

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I dried my hair and walked to my closet. It was a Saturday morning, and wasn't planning on going out. I slipped into loose grey sweat pants, and a white t-shirt. I applied a small, thin layer of mascara.

I went downstairs and saw Dylan & Luke still there.
"... Hey."
"Uh, Hi" I replied.
Dylan cut in
"Oh please guys. Luke wants to take you to the arcade so you guys can hang out and make out."
"What?!" Luke exclaimed,
"Uhm, the last part?!" I chocked.
"Oh whoops, ignore that" he winked.
I stuck my tongue out at him. I noticed Luke staring,
"Okay okay, let's go" I lead him to the door as he turned around and shot Dylan a smile.

*

We arrived at the arcade.

At first, it was a little awkward. There were people from school there. I stared over at them.
"Hey, Bec, don't worry" Luke said, as he reached out, grab my hand and tangled our fingers together. I blushed at his sudden action.

My hand, along with me, was tugged over to the games.
"Ski ball! Its my favourite!" I yelled excitedly.
"I'll play you" he challenged.
"I'll crush you!" I shouted excitedly.
"Game. On." We both put our tokens in and versed.
500,500,300,500 my points added up,
200,300,200,400, Luke's points added.

In the end, my points were way higher.
"Ohh, I told you!" I said sticking my tongue out. He cocked an eyebrow, "okay okay" He pulled me over to another game.

"Basketball shooting.." I spoke uninterested.
"Oh come on, you're just mad because you're going to lose!" He mocked.
I held the ball awkwardly in my hand, not knowing how to shoot, while Luke was scoring every single shot. Luke's gaze broke from the net and focused on me.
"Here let me show you." He stood behind my back, with his muscular arms brushing my skin, and his hands on top of mine. He guided my hand to were they were supposed to go, not moving from his position, he arched my arms and helped my push up, giving the ball the perfect amount of power and leverage. The ball slide through the net with ease.
"You did it!" He shouted, hugging me.
I was still shocked from the close contact. I guess he could see the look on my face, and decided it was almost time to go.
"Let's go get some prizes!" He said, a little too enthusiastically. I giggled and followed him to the counter.
"That bear is adorable" I whispered to myself. With his sense of hearing like a bat, he swiftly pointed to the stuffed brown and cuddly bear. The woman smiled, and handed him the toy. He turned around and faced me, slowly placing the bear in my hands.

I couldn't help the huge smile growing on my face.

We got home 20 minutes later. Dylan answered the door, pretending to be mad.
"Where were you two! Do you know the time! How long you've been!" He shouted, barely shadowing his laughter.
"Sir sorry sir." I said saluting, Luke imitated me.

Dylan pulled us both in for a huge, too tight, bear hug. Once I broke free from the hug, the only thing that escaped my lips was,

"I love you guys."
Oh how I wished it didnt.

// Dun dun dunn, cliff hangerr :) sorry it's been so long since we updated, we've both been busy, but were trying to update often, so bare with us pleasee. How you guys are enjoying the story so far, comment/vote/share this if you like it :)
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