"Stop stealing my French fries!" you exclaimed at the same time Luke reached out and grab a few of your French fries in his hand. He ate them before you could even think about getting them back.
You glared at him while he was just innocently smiling at you. You shook your head and continued eating your food.
It was around 1am maybe even 2, but the two of you were hungry and decided why not get food at an unreasonable time. Because everything is more fun at night.
At least that's what Luke said.
When you had arrived at the diner, there was no one in sight, except a very tired Middle Aged woman in the back of the room.
They were open 24/7, she had told them, but nevertheless, it was obvious that she was tired as hell.
Still she took their orders as they waited impatiently for their good to arrive.
After good 15 minutes of bickering and feet shuffling, their food was placed in front of them.
They had ordered burger with fries and a coke, the usual.
Luke had eaten all of the fries, he said that he likes to eat them first and then the big deal - the burger. You laughed his weird method of eating fast food and dug into your late night meal.
You had been eating your food at a slow pace, when you noticed that Luke has stolen some of your fries.
After that, you thought that his needs were satisfied, but oh, you were wrong.
And your fries were the most precious thing from your meal, so if he wanted to start a battle, it was on.
"Seriously Luke stop, you act like you don't know about my special love for fries." you pout.
"I do know about it, an that's exactly why I'm stealing them." a grin is plastered on his face as he sits back and crosses his Arms.
"You're mean, you know that?" you gazed into his eyes as you leaned your elbows on the table.
He slowly but surely did the same and now your faces were so close, you could almost smell him - as weird as it sounds.
"Then if you know, why are you being like that?" your tone has lowered to a whisper while your stares stayed locked.
Your breathing has increased by the small gap between the two of you. He glanced at your lips then your eyes, then your lips again.
"Because you like it." He leaned into you, and you let him.
You were now gazing at his lips and thinking about how pretty they are. Pink, plump, they must be soft. And that lipring. You wondered what would kissing him feel like.
Instead of closing the gap, Luke just stole one of your fries again. He put it in his mouth and chewed it with a smirk on his face. He leaned back again on his chair, while you were still trying to figure out what the hell had happened in the last ten seconds.
You could feel hotness rush to your cheeks as you watched his smug grin appear on his face.
"I don't like mean you, I don't like nice you, I don't like you." you say with raised eyebrows.
He snorts "And I almost believed you." You open your mouth to say something in your defence, but he yells a "Check please!".
You close your mouth and sit back. You look at him and see the way the ends of his mouth turn upwards in a smile.
You shake your head as a smile of your own appears on your face.
He was such an idiot. And you liked him. Liking an idiot?
Guess there's a first for everything.
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what even was that ending I have no idea
but hEY idk I'm writing this at 2am ik it sucks but I wanted to update
hoped you liked it at least just an itty little bit
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-emily
