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Chapter 11 (part 3)

After the previous occurrence in Luke's bedroom, neither of us had really spoken and there was a slight uneasiness in the air. We drove pretty much in silence with the exception of the likes of We The Kings blasting through Luke's stereo to fill the large gaps between our voices and I lazily leant my head against the side of the window, reflecting on what had just happened fifteen minutes or so ago.

What was I doing?

I almost kissed Luke.

Luke almost kissed me.

I couldn't help but wonder what may have actually happened if Ashton hadn't rung and interrupted whatever that was about to become.

Would he have pulled away?

Would I have pulled away?

Did I even want him to kiss me?

I had no idea; my mind was such a blur. This was Luke. Luke: the boy who'd been in my life since the day I was born, the boy who'd literally been a brother to me for as long as I could remember. Surely there was no chance of us ever being, well, something?

But then it hit me.

Did Luke have feelings for me?

If so, how long had he had these for?

If it was true, it would've explained an awful lot; like how when I spoke, his eyes seemed to hold his gaze just a little longer than everybody else's, or how I'd often catch him looking at me from afar, feverishly looking away whenever I did so. 

My imagination was clearly fogging my sense of reality. Of course he didn't have feelings for me! What was I thinking?

It was most likely just a spare of the moment thing. Yeah, that's probably what it was. The boy most likely hadn't been getting much 'girl attention' since he had been here and was just caught up in his own teenage-boy mind.  

But to think that our 'nearly kiss' meant nothing made my heart pang and my stomach drop like the large dip on a big headache of a rollercoaster.  

Why did I feel this way?

I shouldn't care; it's not like anything would ever come of this.

"I like this one!" I yelled over the opening guitar chords of 'Check Yes Juliet', reaching over to turn the volume all the way up. I was in desperate need of a distraction to save myself from drowning within the capacity of my own thoughts.

"Lace up your shoes, ayo, ayo," I hummed.

"Here's how we do!" Luke sung, causing me to lift my head from the window to glance over at him as a giggle escaped my lips.

"Run baby run!" we both belted out, surprising one another and soon laughing into the lyrics we knew off by heart. "DON'T EVER LOOK BACK! THEY'LL TEAR US APART IF YOU GIVE THEM THE CHANCE!" We continued, making dramatic sing-song faces as we did so.

At that point in time, my hair was blowing all over the place in the breeze from the open windows, my voice was incredibly out of tune and the dramatic expressions my face held as I sung the lyrics at the top of my lungs were beyond unattractive and yet, I couldn't care less. Trying to push the previous awkward tension and thoughts about the almost kiss to the back of my head, I just wanted to forget about everything and just enjoy the simplicity of the current moment.

Once the song had changed and our laughter died down, I spoke up. "It's so weird that you can drive now!"

"I know," he laughed faintly, skipping through several songs on his playlist until settling with something by The Maine.