luke
Alright, I know Ana hasn't forgiven me. But, we have made progress.
About an hour ago, she smiled at me. Before that, during lunch, she asked me to pass her the ham. Yesterday, she didn't glare at me the whole day.
Trust me, it's progress (what up teen wolf reference??).
I stumble into the kitchen, spotting my mother reading the newspaper. "Hey, mum." I smile. "Wheres Ana?"
She presses her lips together and her eyes wander-a nervous habit she has when lying. "She went to the shops."
I feel suspicious, because I know that the nervous twitch in her eye isn't normal. "Oh really?" She nods. "Alright, what did she need to get?"
She gives me a pained look and I raise my eyebrows. She sighs in the way she would when surrendering. I smirk and nod. "She needed tampons."
I internally gag, and sarcastically thank her for the info. Grabbing an iced coffee out of the fridge, I hop up the stairs again.
But then I realise.
About a week ago, a few days before she walked in on Bella and I, she confessed to me that having been as skinny as she was, she had stopped getting her period. Which I knew was really bad.
So mum lied to me twice. Alrighty.
As soon as I get to my room, I grab my phone and try to call Ana, only to hear her quiet voice.
"Sorry, it seems that I'm not available right now, so leave a message and I might get back to you."
I curse under my breath, tossing my phone on my bed. I bite my lip, scraping through my own memories to figure out where she has gone. Either Ana had lied to mum, or mum has lied to me.
The fact that one of them had lied to me hurt me-and it was why I needed to know where Ana was. We promised to be perfectly honest with each other.
I suppose I'm not entirely honest, because if I was, I would have told her about my spot by now.
I bite my lip (again) and huff. "Fuck it." I mutter to myself, hopping up and putting on my favourite flannel shirt. I run my hand over my face tiredly, realising that I forgot to shave this morning. Whatever - maybe someone will appreciate the beard.
I grab my keys and rush downstairs, calling out to my mum to tell her that I'm going for a drive.
I love driving. No matter where I go, a good long ride in my ford always relaxes me.
As quickly as possible, I hop into my car and rev the engine, letting it warm up before I actually take it out. I check my phone again, peering at the screen in hopes that Ana had returned my call.
She hasn't.
With a frustrated groan, I fix the rear-view mirror and finally move the car, huffing in relief as the wind flows through my hair.
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I've been driving for about ten minutes. At first, all I was going to do was fill up the fuel, but I decided a few laps around the block wouldn't hurt.
That was, until I spotted the familiar small figure hugging herself and wandering down the sidewalk of the lonely, rainy street.
Oh yeah, it started raining a few minutes ago. So the lovely wind through my hair thing was quickly over.
I slow down, closing in on Ana until I come to a full stop beside her. "Anastasia!" I yell, hoping she knows I'm here.
I already know that she knows, she's just being arrogant.
"Please, Ana. Get in."
She stops and throws her head back, letting out a quick and exasperated huff. "Fine." she deadpans, throwing open the door and rushing into the passenger seat. Her relief practically radiates off her skinny figure. It must be much warmer in here than out in the rain. "Take me home, please." she adds, eyeing me.
I shake my head, and she scoffs. "No, Ana." I smile a dorky smile. "I need to show you something."
She furrows her brow at me and glares at me with an ajar mouth. "Are you serious?" She flares. "I'm freezing. I just want to have a shower and sleep."
"I think everyone wants that," I shrug. "But I need to show you this."
Before I start driving, I plunge into the backseat and quickly find a warm jacket. I hand it to Ana with hesitation, and her gorgeous eyes bore into mine. "Thanks." she mutters.
"No problem."
As I start driving, there is mostly silence. And sadly, it isn't the cliche comfortable silence. It is awkward as fuck. That is, until I hear one of my favourite songs on the quiet radio.
While paying attention to the road, I attempt to turn it up, but Ana has beaten me to it.
'like my father's come to pass,
seven years has gone so fast,
wake me up when September ends.'I can hear Ana singing the lyrics softly, so I smile to myself and sing along as well.
"Here comes the rain again," I sing. "Falling from the stars. Drenched in the pain again, becoming who we are."
I can see her smiling in the corner of my eye, and I mimic her.
"As my memory rests, but never forgets what I lost.."
"Wake me up when semptember ends." we sing together, her giggle loud and gorgeous.
I stop at the red light, sighing and glancing sideways. I lean down and place a kiss on her cheek, and she tenses up. She's still hesitant and upset with me, but I can tell she enjoyed it because of the red tint evident on her cheeks.
I press my lips together in an awkward smile, in hopes to cheer her up, but she only sighs. "Luke, I'm still upset with you."
"I know you are." I frown. "But I'm just as upset with you as you are with me."
She scoffs, glaring at me. "Really? Why, exactly?"
"Either you lied to my mum, or you told her to lie to me."
She's quiet for a few moments, but soon speaks up. "I was at the shops."
"You weren't getting tampons, though." at her silence, I smirk. But she then looks up at me with dewy eyes and I feel awful.
"Can we please not talk about this." she sniffs. "It's not really what I got in this car to do."
"Alright.." I mutter hesitantly, biting my lip. I don't think I should tell her where I'm taking her, so I stay silent and keep driving.
After what seems like hours, but is only a few minutes, she speaks up. "Where are we going?"
I press my lips together. "You'll see."
"Don't think that I'll forgive you or anything bec-"
"I don't." I smile softly. "Just be patient."
She lets out a huff and glances out the window. "I hate these cliches." she mumbles. "And besides, you should have realised by now that I'm not patient. At all."
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this sucks i'm sorrryyyyy but at least there were some references in there if u no wut im sayin ??
it took me ages to figure out everything sigh @me
also where do you think ana was ohhh drama
also ive had an obsession with twaimz lately soooooo ya
bye sugarplums
(sugarplumluke bc bae)

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