POTION OF LOVE

34. 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫

[a/n - ch 34 in lucas's pov as a few readers requested for it. It's unedited chapter. Happy reading<3]

I groan softly feeling the hot water streaming down my shoulders and back. My shoulder muscles contract and relax, I rotate my shoulder a bit hearing the slightly cracking noise. This pain comes randomly since the basketball finals when I fell

I take a deep breath, closing my eyes and just standing under the water after having a bath. My body is a bit tense after the flight, maybe because I was sitting for hours.

Tomorrow is more travelling. I sigh, running my hand through my hair and pushing them back. I hear a faint knock making my eyes shoot open.

Jasmine?

But she might be asleep by now. Then what's that noise? No one is here except us.

Maybe I am just hearing stuff

I turn off the shower to hear properly. “Lucas? It's me” I shudder hearing the familiar voice along the knock - it's her. What is she doing here at night? Is she alright? Did something happen again?

Without thinking I grab the towel from the handle and drape it around my hips while making my way out of the bathroom.

I almost trip over the may but balance myself. Taking a deep breath to calm down I hurry towards the door and swing it open.

I see Jasmine standing there, dressed in a simple oversized t-shirt and her printed pajamas - her comfort clothing of all the time. She looks up at me, her lips slightly parted as if she wanted to say something but doesn't.

I wait for her to speak first. She doesn't look tensed or worried so I can relax as it's nothing bad.

I watch her eyes trailing down my body, her eyes wide and shocked. A frown appears on my face in confusion, I follow her gaze - only to deliver the same reaction as hers.

I was in such a hurry to even borther to grab some pants or atleast wrap that towel properly! What's wrong with you Lucas!

My grip tightens on the door as i quickly shut the door. The embrassment flooding over my mind that fades away her words “Actually I-” I hear her faint words which stops as soon as I close the door

I lean my head on the door and groan in frustration. “Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! What were your thinking!” I mutter to myself, I gently bang my head against the woode before stepping back.

She is waiting for me

I hurry through the room, opening the drawers, the cupboards and my still half unpacked luggage. Finally, I find a t-shirt and sweatpants. I quickly put them on, not borthering to even fix my hair or dry myself.

I swing the door open, more gently this time. “Hey” I greet her, my breathing still heavy and my face feels warmer than usual. My heart races as I find her staring at me, “Hey” she says more playfully, stepping forward and leaning against the doorframe.