The next morning I was awoken by Asher poking my cheek, and Luke's slight humming.My mother had already left for work, so Luke took it upon himself to make breakfast.
"Luke you really didn't have to do this." I say for what felt like the hundredth time this morning.
"I know," He chuckled flipping the pancakes, "You've let me stay here so it's the most I could do."
I smile as Asher basically inhales the pancakes Luke made him. Luke had made his chocolate chip, which I'm pretty sure Asher shouldnt be eating but hey, he isn't my kid.
"When is your momma coming to get you?" I asked, as a knock came from the door.
"That's her." He says, "Thank you for the pancakes Luke."
Luke nods, sending him a small smile.
"Smells good in here." My mom's sister, Abby exclaimed walking threw the door.
"Delilah's friend made me pancakes!" Asher shouts, jumping to him mom, "Chocolate!" Her eyes widen as she looks up at Luke.
"You-"
"He didn't know." I blurt, hopefully saving Luke from my aunts wrath.
She sighs, picking up Asher's bags, "Tell your mother I said thanks, it was nice seeing you again Delilah."
I smile.
"You too." She smiles and heads out the door, shutting it behind her.
"I didn't know he couldent have chocolate." Luke mumbles, turning off the stove.
"It's fine. He just gets a little....hyper." Luke chuckles, sitting beside me.
"So, what's today's plan?"
X X X
"No fucking way!" I exclaim as Luke wins the fifth round of Mario Cart, "Your cheating!"
"How?" Luke laughs, placing down his controller.
"I dunno, but you are!" Luke laughs again, looking over at me, "Its magic, I swear!"
He smiles, his eyes locking with mine.
His eyes trail down to my lips, as he sucks in his lip. Is this happening? Luke slowly leans in, me doing the same. I feel his breath on my lips, as I look up at him nervously-
"Delilah I'm home!" I jump back, feeling the blood rush to my checks, "Did I just-"
"No! Nothing was happening. Right Luke?" I ask, looking at Luke hoping he'd agree.
He laughs.
"Okay... Anyways, I'm going out to dinner with a co worker so you and Luke will need to cook something." I nod, playing the the hem of my jacket.
"Who is the co worker?" Luke blurts, I look over at him confused.
"Well Luke, if you must know," My mother laughs, "It's Allen."
"The front desk man?"
"The secretary." Luke whispers to me, smiling slightly.
"Yes, the front desk man." My mother replies laughing, "Im going for a bath, if you need me you know."
I nod, and wait patiently for my mother to go upstairs.
"Front desk man?" Luke asks laughing.
"Shut up! I couldent remember what it was called!" He laughs even harder, his dimples carving into his cheeks.
"What's the plan for today?"
"What do you mean?" I question, looking at him confused.
"Are we going to do anymore research on Ash?"
oh...
"I was maybe thinking of just hanging out-"
"Delilah, if your avoiding going to his grave just stop. We have to go sometime." I nod, looking down in defeat.
"I just...im too scared." He frowns, placing his hand on my shoulder.
"Why would you be scared? I'm here, and I could call another person to come if that would help."
"Who would you call?" I ask.
"Michael or Calum." Holy shit, I almost forgot about them. I haven't heard from either of them in almost a month.
"Well I guess that would help, but has anyone even seen them since Ashton's funeral?" Luke laughs, pulling out his phone, "Oh and call Michael... he seems to like me more."
Luke nods dialling Michael's number.
"Hey Mike! It's Luke... yeah I'm good... I have a question...would you maybe wanna come visit Ash with me and Delilah... okay... see you in 5? Alright...bye." He smiles widely, "Michael is happy to go and he is very proud you've agreeded to go."
"Where exactly is he buried?" Luke shrugs.
"I have the directions on my phone, it's like sorta in the middle of the woods." I nod, feeling my hear race just hearing that word, "You gunna get ready?"
I nod, slowly getting up and walking to my room. Why did I agree to this? I wonder, my hands slowly starting to shake.
Please, just don't have a have a panic attack in from of the guys...
• • •
she's actually going...
