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(Updated, 2018)

Someone kill me

We've been sitting at this table for over thirty minutes and all I can feel is Luke's gaze burning a hole in my skin. He's sitting across from me and it's been so uncomfortable. I've been tense ever since he sat down and he could tell. Every time I would look up he would already have his eyes on me. He would send me a wink and a smirk, sending my mind into a mental shutdown making me turn into a nervous frenzy. We would hold our eye contact for a couple of seconds which made my heart drop and my palms sweaty until he looked back down at his plate with a smirk still planted on his face.

This boy has too many effects on me and I don't even like him.

"Ms.Hemmings, may I use your bathroom?" I ask quietly as I remove the napkin from my lap and place it beside my empty plate.

"When you go up the stairs it's the third door on the left." She states with a small smile. I nod as I stand and walk out of the kitchen. I make my way up the stairs and into the upstairs hallway walking at a very slow pace. I just need to be away from that table and away from Luke. The bathroom thing was just an excuse to get away from that table.

I really don't want to go back down there.

This is the most slowest and cruelest thing my mother could ever put me through and I definitely don't want to go through it again. My mom, she doesn't know about me not liking Luke and I want it to stay that way. She would turn the whole situation into 21 questions.
As I continue to make my way to the bathroom I couldn't stop myself from noticing what I'm guessing is a bedroom that has its door cracked open. It screams 'danger' and 'do not enter' but I walk over to it and push the door open a little more. I peek inside and see it was quite messy. It has clothes all over the floor, plenty of papers everywhere, a guitar sitting in the corner, many of empty water bottles and a unmade bed. I look back over it and saw a desk sitting over on the other side of the room, pressed against the wall. It has a small lamp on it that was on with a flickering light making this uneasy feeling come over me but I ignore it because why not.
The desk also held some papers on it which interest me even more. Without thinking I walk in all the way and make my way over to the desk. Maybe I can figure out who's room this is even though I shouldn't be in here anyway. I let my hand ghost over the papers before picking one up and reading over it. I didn't see a name anywhere on the paper so there goes that idea.

Here's an idea...Get out of here before you get caught.

Taking that thought into consideration I quickly place the papers down on the desk and back slowly out of the room making sure not to make a sound. Quickly I turn around and run right into a hard chest.

Oh, well I'm screwed

"First you don't speak to me and now you want to sneak into my room. You know, your world is kind of backwards."
Cringing at his voice I slowly look at him and he was already looking down at me with an relaxed face but it held small smirk on it. Once again here's a mental shutdown and I can't think of a single thing to say. We sit in silence for a minute or so before I finally spoke up.

"I-I'm so sorry. I wasn't thin-thinking." I say while quickly pushing pass him and making it to the door. He quickly caught up with me and push the door shut making me jump and turn around to look at him. He grabs my hips making me freeze as he slams my hips against the door. I suck in a deep breath as he towers over me.
He leans down so that he would be face to face with me even with heels he's still an inch or so taller than me. He just stares at me with a satisfied smirk on his face. I don't know if it's from terrifying me or knowing that he's in control of this whole situation.

I wish he would stop staring at me like that even though his eyes are absolutely a beautiful shade of blue.

"I know you're sorry. Too bad sorry doesn't cut it. Now what are you doing in here?"
I shrug while looking down at my heels, which once again caught my attention. He lets out a chuckle before placing two fingers under my chin making me look up at him.

"I'm going to ask you once again. What are you doing in here?" He asks much slower. He had a devilish smirk resting on his face while my face lost all its color.

"Love, don't be nervous. I don't bite. Not unless you want me to."  He continues making my face heat up at the nickname and the inappropriate joke.

"I-I, well in all honesty I don't know. I was just being nosey. I'm so sorry." I stutter out while quickly turning around and fumbling with the door handle. He wrapped one around my waist pulling me back into him which caused me to jump against him. He spun me back around and nuzzled his face into my neck. I intake a sharp breath as he mumbled something I could barely understand.

"God, you're too damn innocent for your own good." He states while removing his face from my neck.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" I state in a soft tone as I look at him.
I just look at him trying to understand this whole conversation. He knew I was confused and knowing him, he wasn't going to tell me anything. Sighing lightly, I turn to look away from him and look at his unmade bed.

"You're not wearing your glasses, why?" He asks. I turn back to him and instantly my eyes fall into his. We sit there as he flick his eyes back and forth between mine. I was shocked actually because he took the time to notice me instead of threatening me to leave his friends alone.

"I, um well my g-glasses didn't go with my outfit." I say while blushing at the statement. He chuckles and flicks his tongue over his lip ring.

"You look nice." He says while tightening his grip on my waist. I choke on air as I finally look away from him once again. I hear him chuckle.

Why does he chuckle? I want to know what's do funny.

"You know, you're really quiet. I wonder why you don't speak in that pretty little voice of yours? It's so sweet sounding and innocent. It makes me wonder even more what you have and haven't done." Luke continues while I look back at him with wide eyes.

"L-Luke, what d-

"I mean, I want to know more about you. I want to know where have those pretty little lips been." He said while bringing his thumb up to my lips and ghosting it over my bottom lip.

"I want to know what you've done in bed before. If you even done anything in bed before." He continues while giving my waist a small squeeze.

"I just want to know more about you in general." He finishes while leaning down to where our noses were almost touching.

"W-Why me? I don't understand."

"Because darling, you're different and it catches my eye. You catch my eye. You're quiet, shy yet your eyes says so much. I would like to show you things, but you just have to let me." He said while pushing a piece hair out of my face. I stay quiet before realizing how long I've been up here.

"I need to go back downstairs."
He leans down by my ear before replying.

"We can do so much more up here than down there."
I feel this chill run down my spine and a small gasp escape my lips. He chuckles once more before removing his hands off my waist and reaching for the door knob. I remove my back from the door and move so he could open the door. I exit his room and make my way back downstairs until he calls my name. I turn back around and wait for him to speak.

"Have a goodnight, princess."
Before I could react the door to his room was already shut. I let my eyes linger on his door for a couple of seconds before turning around and walking back downstairs.

What was that about?

~*~

Woahhh there Luke....Is someone becoming fond of Lilly? Nicknames and whatnot. And Lilly snooping is not a good habit.

Oh if you didn't notice there's the prologue hehe

Luke, I hope you aren't playing any mind games.

Well it's two In the morning and I'm can hardly keep my eyes open so goodnight and Ilysm <3

~T

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