Unpredictable. {mgc}

Chapter 14

"How could you?"
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The words replayed and replayed in my mind.
"How could you?" I didn't know what to say.
"Lila?" Luke said sternly.
"I-I luke..."
"Just take me home Lila, I'm not in the mood anymore."
"Luke I'm sor-"
"TAKE ME HOME LILA!" Luke shouted.

Tears stung my eyes as I realised I'd truly hurt my best friend. The person I could tell everything too. I mean, we only kissed. I never thought he'd react like this, it's not as if we had sex!

I spun the car around and drove Luke back to his house. That drive felt like an eternity, and I couldn't help but feel guilty.

I pulled up outside, and Luke just looked at me with pure disgust and again said
"How could you?"
I didn't know what to say.
"I'm sorry" I said, ashamed.
He just shook his head and got out. As he did he slammed the door, startling me.

I sat outside, letting what just happened sink in.
I hurt him, I hurt the only person I could trust.

I just started driving.
I didn't want to go home, I didn't want to go to Ava's. I had nowhere to go.

Before I knew it, I was parked outside of Michael's house feeling helpless.
Emotions took over and I just cried. What have I done?

Michael was knocking on my window shouting "Lila, open the door. LILA!"
I rolled down the window,
"M-Michael, I've fucked everything up. I've hurt him, it's all my fault." I cried.
"Woah, what are you going on about babe? Come on."
He unbuckled my seatbelt and basically carried me inside his warm house.

He carried me to his room and sat me on his bed.
His room was different than I imagined. His bedroom was rather large.
His kingsize bed was in the centre of his room and he had plain white sheets on his duvet. Various band posters filled his walls and there was a large bay window in the corner of his room.

"Lila, what's going on?" He said after sitting next to me on his bed, with his arm wrapped around my shoulders.
"Luke, I went out with him after I left, I was late already but then I told him about us.." I cried.
"Us?" Michael quizzed.
"Us kissing."
"Oh.. That was a bad idea."
"I sorta guessed!" I snapped.
"I'm- I'm sorry, I just feel shit right now." I said, leaning into his broad frame.
"I understand, it's okay." He weakly smiled.
"I just- I just wanted him to find out from me you know, I just fuck up everything, I'd run if I was you becau-"
"Lila, you don't have to explain yourself to me, because frankly I think your perfect." He said into my hair.
I smiled and looked up to him, he lowered his gorgeous plump lips onto mine again, and I relaxed.
All the worry and guilt faded in that moment.

Our lips moved together in sync. His hands explored my body as my hands tugged the ends of his jet black hair.
"Lila..." He moaned into the kiss.

I got up, all sorts of feelings running through my body.
Adrenaline, love, lust, passion, hurt, sadness and weakness.

I pushed Michael onto the bed and climbed on top of him. I smashed my lips to his and I ground my hips into his. I kissed his neck and moved down his body to his torso until I was at the hem of his jeans.
He inhaled a sharp breath.
I unbuttoned the top of his jeans and pulled them down, a prominent bulge was shown as his boxers were tight.

My fingers teased the hem of his boxers as I was pulled backwards.
I was faced by a angry Luke.
"HOW COULD YOU!!!" He screamed.

He let go of me and went to Michael. He punched his jaw and Michael was took a-back. 
"LUKE NO! STOP!" I screamed, feeling vunerable.
I grabbed Luke by the back of his collar and writhed him off Michael.
Luke's eyes were watery and filled with rage and anger.
I stood in front of Michael, his face bloody and bruises already showing.
"No Luke. How could you." I said, anger now building inside my gut.
"You were going to fuck him." He replied angrily. His eyes flickered back and forth between me and Michael.
"NO LUKE! I have feelings for Michael. I can't help that? So why do you have to interfere with MY life just because you were hurt? Not by Michael. But by Zara. Sorry for not being able to control my feelings-"
"Lila, you were going to fuck him."
"WELL THAT'S UP TO ME LUKE! ME, THAT'S NOT YOUR DECIS-"
"BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOU LILA!... I love you."

What did he just say? The words replayed and replayed in my head. "I love you... I love you... I love you.."

"What?" I said, confusion and anger taking over my senses. I began to cry, for the second time today.

"I think it's best you leave Luke." Michael said touching his shoulder.
Luke jerked away and readjusted his plaid shirt.
"I'm sorry." He spat.
Before walking out of Michael's room and slamming the door.
Then the front door slammed and I let out a breath.

The tears were uncontrollable. I just broke down. My best friend just told me that he loved me. I love him, but I don't think it's in the same way.

Michael came over to me and wrapped me in a tight embrace.
"Shh, it's going to be okay baby." He soothed.
"I'm sorry Michael." I said in almost a whisper.
I looked up to his face. His lip bloody and his cheek blackened.
"It's okay. Everything's okay." He reassured.
"Let me clean you up." I said before kissing his lips once more.

I got a cloth and warm, salted water.
"Lie down." I instructed.
Michael obliged and lay on his bed.
I straddled him and dipped the cloth into the water before dabbing the fresh wounds.
Michael winced as the salt cleansed the cuts on his face.

"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah.. I'm sorry Michael, this is all my fault." I said, gliding my fingertips over his wounds.
"Lila, you don't have to apologise." Michael said, looking into my eyes.
I weakly smiled before leaning down to meet his lips again.
"Stay here tonight?" He asked.
I just nodded as he lifted me off his lap and went to his draws to get me a band tee to sleep in.

He handed me the shirt. I turned away from him and took down my jeans and took off my top.
I unclasped my bra and put the tee over my head.
It smelt of his cologne and spearmint gum. 

Hands wrapped around my waist and a shirtless Michael kissed my neck.
He spun me round before saying "I love you."
I looked into his lush eyes and said "I love you."
He kissed me, his lips soft against mine.
"Let's sleep." He said before leading me to his bed.

He pulled the covers up to my chest and then kissed my forehead.
He climbed in the other side and pulled my body close to his.
His head rested in the crook of my neck and my body relaxed into a deep sleep.

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(A/n)
WELL THAT WAS A FIERY CHAPTER WASN'T IT JEEEEZZ!
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