Lying To You {a.i}

Chapter 11

Sorry for like the 2 months late update but here you go!! xx

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I flicked the channel over, sighing snd rolling my head back.

I had no idea what to do with myself, I haven't been this bored in so long. Ashton refuses to pick up his phone, and Monique is at work, and I basically have no friends so that limits my options greatly.

So I'm stuck here, watching t.v shows that suck shit. To be honest, I'd rather watch paint dry than watch this.

Suddenly my phone buzzed beside me. I picked It up, hoping it was Ash.

From: unknown number
Hey. I know it's late, but I think we should talk

What? Who on earth was this.

To: unknown number
Sorry, who is this?

I furrowed my eyebrows, waiting for a response from the stranger. I rested the phone on my knee as I glanced up at the t.v.

It took the stranger a good 10 minutes to finally text me back.

From: unknown number
It's Luke. (Hemmings)

My heart literally stopped for a second and I wish I hadn't texted the unknown person back.

What would we even have to talk about? We ended ages ago. There was no us anymore. We didn't exist.

To: luke
To talk about what?

From: luke
A lot of things, can we meet at Starbucks in 20 minutes?

I glanced up at the clock, subconsciously picking at the scars on my wrist, caught back by this whole situation. I guess talking can't hurt. It could be good for me. Maybe even for him.

To: Luke
Alright

From: Luke
Thank you. See you soon

I locked my phone, standing up and walking to my bedroom. Since Monique wasn't home, and Ash wasn't answering, I guess I had to catch the bus in. The bus stop was a couple houses down from mine, and it'd take 5 minutes max to get there. Then 10 to get to Starbucks, so wow I have near to no time to get ready.

I tugged my shirt off, walking to my cupboard and taking out my white spaghetti-strap singlet. I slipped the top on, putting black doc martins on and grabbing my black knitted cardigan. I tied my hair up as I left my room, grabbing my purse and slipping my phone into my pocket.

I swung the door open, jumping back slightly when I saw Ash standing there, hand balled in a first, raised to knock on the door.

He looked me up and down, a sparkle in his eyes.

"Hey..."

I ignored him, shutting my door, locking it and beginning to make my wait to the bus stop. As if he thinks he can completely ignore me than expect me to be okay with it- no way, I'm kinda pissed.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"I'm going out."

"Are you walking?"

"Taking the bus."

"I'll drive you."

"No, thanks." I said, shrugging softly.

He tugged my wrist, making me turn around to face him.

"Stop, you'll make me late." I said, pulling away from him.