Unpredictable. {mgc}

Chapter 15

The sun was pouring through the curtains shutting out the world from me and this boy next to me.

We were tangled together in the covers. His arm was lazily draped across my torso and his eyes were firmly closed. His face was peaceful and perfect.

I lay for a while. Worrying about Luke and the whole situation. What should I do? I hurt Luke so much, and he's always been there for me but I just didn't feel the same way he did. I felt sorry for him.

But Michael. He actually made me feel that way. I knew I had feelings for Michael. This has happened so quick and it scared me a little bit. I just don't want him to hurt me.

Today I had to go and see Luke and sort all of this out. I couldn't not talk to him. I cared for him too much.

I got up from Michael's arms and he turned on his side to look at me.
"What are you doing babe?" He questioned, rubbing his tired, blacked eyes.
"I'm going to get ready and go see Luke. I feel really bad." I sighed.
"Are you sure that's a good idea Lila I mean-"
"I have to go and see him Michael. Although I hate him for hurting you last-night, I still love him. As my best friend." I smiled.
He simply nodded in reply. I know he didn't want me to go see Luke. But I had to, I couldn't leave things the way they were.

"Well you can go see him. As long as you come back here later?" Michael said whilst I was putting on my jeans.
"Sure." I smiled.

I kissed Michael goodbye and got in my car to drive to Luke's.

On the way, nerves started to kick in. How would he react to this? He might never speak to me again? What am I going to do?

I arrived at the familiar house. Luke's blinds were closed and his car was parked outside notifying me Luke was home.

I got out my car and took a deep breath, reassuring myself that everything was going to be okay and Luke will understand and things will work out.

I knocked on the door and Mrs.Hemmings answered.
"Oh Lila, hello dear. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine thanks Mrs.Hemmings." I smiled.
"Call me Liz darling." She smiled.
"Is Luke home?" I questioned looking up the stairs to where I could see Luke's door shut.
"Yes, he's upstairs. He hasn't ate or spoke to anyone since lastnight. I don't know what's up with him. Come in love."
She allowed me in the house and gestured for me to go upstairs to his room.

I knocked on Luke's bedroom door.
"L-Luke.. It's Lila. Can I come in?"
...No answer.
"Luke please-"
"Just go Lila, I don't want to talk right now." He sighed, his voice muffled by a pillow or something.
"Luke pl-"

He opened the door. His eyes red, his hair sticking up in different places and his skin lily white.
"Oh Luke." I sighed sadly.
I went to embrace him in a hug but instead he pushed me off.
"I'm a failure Lila, why the fuck would I ever imagine that someone as perfect, funny, and kind as you would want somebody like me? A fucked up reject, mentally disabled, so unstable?"
"No Luke! Don't say that. I do want you... Just not the way you want me."
He went to turn away but I pulled him back.
"No Luke. You can't turn away from your problems. We have to resolve this.. Now!" I demanded.

He invited me into his room. His bedsheets were unmade, his shutters were closed and the room was cold.
"Luke you can't lock yourself away." I sighed.
I hated seeing him like this.

I went over to him. His body and mind defeated by the heartache I had caused him.
I embraced his frame. He was cold and tired.
He hugged back and I began to feel him cry into my shoulder.
I pulled back from him and looked into his eyes.
The bright blue colour was dim.
His wide, lush eyes were red and dry.

What have I done to him?

I kissed his cheek, wiping away the tear which was rolling down his face.
"I'm so sorry Luke." I said quietly, ashamed of myself for making someone feel like this.

I turned to face him, he looked emotionally drained.
His eyes wandered to my lips. I knew what was coming but I just couldn't allow myself to move.
He kissed me.
I didn't know whether to be angry, sad or annoyed.

I pushed his frame away from mine.
Before I even realised what I'd done I'd slapped Luke straight across the cheek.
I was inflamed with anger.
"NO LUKE! I don't want you i want Michael and nobody else!" I shouted.

I stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind me.
I stormed down the stairs and Luke was not far behind me.
I stormed out the door to my car, got in and got away from that wreck.

In my rear view mirror, Luke was looking back at my car, looking hurt, defeated and helpless.
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(A/n)
Idek what just happened but I feel so sorry for little Luke idk why. But I just really want Mila to get together omg