You again

Chapter 7

We walk down the stairs awkwardly and into the kitchen. Ashton is microwaving popcorn and getting snacks.

"You guys pick the movie." he says.

"Ok." I reply.

I walk into the living room and look through the stacks of DVDs. Luke follows behind me. Instead of helping, he jumps on the couch and gets comfortable.

"Luuuuuke." I say. "You need to help me pick a movie."

He stares at the ceiling and says, "I know what I want to watch. Mean Girls."

I look at him confused.

"What movie is that?" I ask.

Luke sits up from the couch and stares at me in shock. "You, never watched Mean Girls?" he says in disbelief.

"No?" I say, making my answer sound like a question. "I never heard of that movie before."

"You have to watch it."

Luke yells Ashton's name. "ASHTON!!!! COME HERE QUICKLY!!!!"

"What?!?!" Ashton says, running into the living room with the food. "What happened?"

"Charlie, has, never, watched, Mean Girls." Luke pauses after each word.

Ashton puts the snacks on the table and giggles loudly.

He says, "Oh my god Luke, you are such a drama queen."

"No I'm not!" Luke shouts.
"Yes you are!"
While they argued, I turn on the tv and search Mean Girls on Netflix. Then, I go upstairs and come back down carrying three blankets and pillows. Putting the blankets and pillows down, I plop on the couch.

"The movies starting girls." I say. Luke and Ashton stop bickering with each other and sit down on the couch.

"We're not girls." Ashton mumbles.Twenty-five minutes after the movie started, Ashton said he had to leave. He said he had to give Michael and Calum their stuff that they left in the car, but I doubt that. I'm starting to think that this whole movie night was just for Luke and I.

"Bye guys." Ashton says, walking towards the front door.

"Bye." Luke and I reply.

Luke turns his focus back to the movie, which was surprisingly good.

"Charlie?" Ashton calls out before he steps outside.

"Yup?" I say, turning back to look at him again.

He doesn't say anything, but winks at me.
"I knew it!" I shout
The whole plan was to get Luke and I alone.
This whole plan was to get Luke and I alone. I understand that they're trying to help me get with Luke. I mean, isn't it a bit obvious that I fancy him? And he just gotten out of a relationship like, today. We shouldn't rush into things. And what if Luke only likes me as a friend? I was laying on the couch with my legs on top of Luke.

"The movie's over."

My eyes didn't open. I simply nodded, then I say, "I'm tired. And I can't move."

"Well, what do you want me to do?" he asks.

"I dunno, carry me upstairs."

"Ok."

I feel myself being lifted up from the couch by two hands. I thrash in his arms. My eyes slowly open. "I was kidding Luke!" I exclaim.

"No, you weren't." he says. "Now stop struggling."He carries me upstairs bridal style. I bounce up and down every time he takes a step. I He carries me upstairs bridal style. I bounce up and down every time he takes a step. I hear a door being kicked open and we enter. Luke gently lays me down on a bed. A blanket spreads across my body.
He stop talking and stares at me.
"You can stay"
"Ok." He slowly says, then walks towards the door again."Where are you going?" I asked, confused on why Luke was leaving when he said he was going to stay. "To sleep on the couch?"

"Oh."

"Why? Did you want me to stay here?"

"Umm, well the couch is pretty small and it's not like we haven't slept together before."

My face was bright red. This was embarrassing.
"Sure if you want me to."
Luke scratches the back of his neck. I roll over to the other side of the bed. He gets on and lays down. I face the opposite was of him. Well this is awkward.The light hits my eyes and I turn my body around, trying to get away from the light shining through my window. I stretch my arms across the bed, and rest them on something. It moves up and down. Wait, it moved.

"What the-" I say, opening my eyes.

I see Luke laying under my arms. His chest moves up and down. He looked so, peaceful and cute. I noticed that his arm was wrapped around my torso.

"Luke." I whisper, poking his cheeks. "Wake up."

He grunts, and turns the other way, taking his arms with him. I frown and bend over him so that I could see his face.

"Wake up." I say again.

"No." he softly murmurs. I inch closer to his face so that our noses were almost touching. Then I say louder, "Wake up!"

He opens his eyes and jumps back.

"Jesus Charlie, you scared me. Don't do that again."

I smirk, then let out a chuckle.

"Get up. I'm bored." I whine.

"Do you call this boring?"

Luke wraps his arms around me and pulls me down on the bed. Then he lays on top of me.

"Luke, get off." I laugh.

"No." he replies stubbornly.

I stare into his blue eyes and he stares into my green eyes. "Your eyes are beautiful." he whispers.

"Umm, thanks."

I blush. He complemented my eyes. Awwww!

"Now, can you get off of me?" I ask. "You're hurting my boobs."

"No." Luke says. "Unless, you give me a kiss."

"Luke! Not this again! Ok, fine."

I lift my head up and give him a kiss on the cheek.

"There, now get off." I say.

"No, you didn't let me finish." Luke smirks. "You have to kiss me, on the lips."

Oh my fucking god he wants me to kiss him on the lips! "Is there another option?" I ask.

"No."

"Fuck you Luke Robert Hemmings. This is sexual harassment."

"No it's not, because you're my best friend. And we kissed before."

"Fine fine, but you have to get off of me if you want that kiss."

He hesitantly gets off of me and we sit face to face on the bed.

"Ok, close your eyes." I order.

Luke sighs, then closes his eyes.

"On the count of 3. 1, 2...." I count.

Then I jump off the bed and out of my room.
"3!" I yell.
"Come here Charlie!" he yells back.

I hear footsteps behind me and I run. Suddenly, something grabs my hand and spins me around.
"What the-"
I was cut off by Luke's lips touching mine.