Just Friends || Luke Hemmings

Chapter 2 // "See you tomorrow"

Charlotte -

My first day is finally over, for a first day it wasn't that bad, I mean it's not every day you get 4 good looking guys come sit with you during lunch but I ain't complaining!

After that, I didn't really see them the rest of the day. But my classes were all average. Boring.

I am currently sitting on my couch watching an old episode of 'friends'. It's honestly the best show created.

I was laughing so hard at Joey, when I heard a knock the door, I got up and opened it.
I was very surprised to see the tall, lanky, blonde boy with a high quiff. Luke.

My stomach kind of freaked out at the sight of him.

"Hey." He smiled. He was wearing what he was wearing all day; a nirvana black tank, leather jacket, black jeans and black vans.
God is black the only legal colour this kid can wear?

"Hi." I grinned awkwardly.

"What are you doing here?" I looked to see if my mum noticed him, hopefully not because she would start asking questions and embarrass me.
What was he doing here?

"I got bored, so I came here. Plus I really want to get to know you better." He looked down at his shoes, like he was embarrassed.

"Come in." I figured my mum was asleep, and I didn't worry too much about my little sister.

"Can I get you anything, like to drink?" I asked Luke who was now sitting on the couch.

"Nah thanks, I'm a'right." Luke kept his eyes on the TV screen but was looking past it.

"You okay?" I asked him, walking around and sitting on the other side of the small couch.

"Uh. Yeah." He took his time responding.

I sighed and watched the rest of friends in silence, we didn't talk at all until it was over.

"So, what do you want to do?" I asked when the episode finished.
I turned my head to see Lukes, he was still watching the TV.
After a few seconds I gave up and walked to get some chips.
Just before I stood up to walk I heard Luke mumble under his breath, "I like you."

I froze, not wanting to face him and show him that I heard. Did he want me to hear it? Maybe I didn't hear it, and I misunderstood him.

"What did you say?" I tried my best to turn to him and look casual.

"I know I've only just met you, but all the other girls I've liked, I've waited too long and I don't want you to just be another crush that comes and goes." He looks up at me with his admiring blue eyes.

Why was he explaining all this? We barley knew each other and he was practically asking if I can pay attention to him and not just 'come and go'?

"Luke, calm down. We met literally a few hours ago." I try my best to make it as numerous to brake the awkward tension building.

"your right. Sorry. I'll just um... go then." He slowly stands up as if thinking of how to walk toward the door and turns.

"Wait Luke..." No. I couldn't tell him that he made me feel happy even my smiling at me because it was weird. I didn't know him very well.

"Uh..." Struggling to find the words u see the hope in his eyes turn to sadness.

"It's okay." Luke looked down and opened the front door.

I just wanted to stop him from leaving. But how?

"I want to get to know you better..." I wait for his reaction and he stops and turns toward me, emotionless.
"Really?" He looked at me, like he was preparing for me to say 'no, I was kidding, now get out of my house'. He looked hurt.

"Yeah, why not?"

"No one has ever really wanted to get to know me." He looked at me and smiled.
I can't help but smile back.

A couple of hours have passed and me and Luke have been talking, laughing and smiling about pointless things. I got to know a lot about him. He is actually pretty cool when you get to know him.

"Uh, I think I have to go..." Luke checked his phone and sighed.

"Ugh, my talking buddy is leaving!" I fake pouted and tried my best puppy dog eyes.

"I'm gonna be so alone." I chucked.

"Oh, I'll see you tomorrow. Okay?" He rubbed me arm, making my chest tighten and my stomach fill with butterflies.

"Yeah." I smile back at him and we haut stare at each other smiling for a few seconds.

I don't know what I was feeling but I'm pretty sure it was the craving of someone. Luke. I wanted to kiss him so bad.

Now, I'm not sure if it was the tiredness getting to me or if the space between us was actually getting smaller, but I didn't mind. I was waiting for Luke to collide our lips and kiss me with passion.

I could feel his warm breath on my lips and pushed myself toward him. His lips felt better than they looked. Which was incredible.
He groaned into the kiss and I smiled, I felt him smile back and I pulled on his neck down towards me. He was now laying on top of me, propping himself up on his elbows.
His cold lip ring felt like heaven against my lips.
He placed one hand on my waist and rubbed me side up and down.

My chest burned from having to hold my breath, as I pulled away from his touch we both smiled.

"Well, see you tomorrow." I bit my lip, smiling.

"See you tomorrow." Luke repeated, still grinning and looking into my eyes, at my lips, and back to my eyes before placing a warm, soft kiss on my cheek and leaving my house.

God, he was so addictive I could stop thinking about the way our lips felt perfect together.