The Beast's Angel

Chapter 4-- Caught!

4- Caught

Jane's POV

Luca and I agreed to meet infront of my house at eight am, since the fair was an hour away due to the large space they needed.

I wore my dark blue washed out jeans and a long, creme, full sleeved shirt that reached an inch below my butt. I topped it with a short jean jacket, the same color as my pants. I wore my white flats and wrapped a white wool scarf around my neck. I had my hair in a high ponytail, leaving my bangs falling onto my forehead. I didn't wear any accessories though.

It was already seven - forty-five when I left my house, and ten minutes later I was standing behind a tree next to school so no one would see me.

My mind wandered a bit about Luca. Thank god he wasn't repulsive from me. I know the hug was nothing but, for some reason I just felt weird and his expression didn't make it any better. Last nigh was fun though. Him adding vanilla to our pasta and the hot peppers. Unconsciously, a smile made its way to my face.

My thoughts were cut short when something lightly hit the top of my head. I looked beside to find Luca standing there, holding a flyer which he probably used to hit me. He was wearing some faded jeans with a navy v-neck shirt and his black leather jacket on top. He was wearing black converse and had a gray beanie on top of his head which was still long but his long bangs were pushed to the side of his forehead covering half his left eye while his right way fully exposed.

"Why are you smiling to yourself like that?" He asked in amusement.

I felt my face heat up and it was probably brick red by now. "Uh...n-nothing." I smacked my forehead inwardly at my stuttering.

"Liar." He stated flatly with narrowed eyes.

"I'm not." I fought back.

"Come on. We don't wanna be late." He said and started making his was towards a black motorcycle. My eyes winded at the sight. A motorcycle?! I almost squealed and jumped up and down in my place. I've always wanted to try riding on one. I know it's dangerous and all but the way some of people back spoke about it made me curious about how it would feel like to ride one.

Luca turned around to give me a helmet but his expression quickly changed to one of amusement and confusion, probably the huge grin plastered on my face.

"I've always wanted to try riding one." I admitted. Luca chuckled lightly.

"Is that why excitement is rolling off you in waves. I'm suffocating." He teased and I slapped his arm slightly.

"Let's go. Come on." I urged, snatching the helmet from him and practically running towards the motorcycle.

"Okay, okay." Luca said with a chuckle. He sat on the motorcycle and ushered for me to ride behind him. As I did so, I placed my hands on his back for support but quickly removed it when he winced.

"Luca, are you okay?" I asked him with worry.

He nodded his head but didn't turn around to face me. "Yeah, I'm fine." He replied monotonous. I didn't buy it thought but didn't press on it.

I attempted to ride again but this time didn't touch his back. He started the engine and we flew across the street. Saying that the experience was amazing would be an underestimate. The feeling of wind hitting my skin and the blurry scenery from beside us made me even more excited. I loved the speed and I wished my parents would allow me to buy one. I was smiling the whole time and enjoyed the ride, all the while making sure not to touch Luca's back. I held onto his jacket from the side and made sure my front didn't lean on his back. I knew he was hurt, it was so obvious but maybe it won't be such a good idea to ask. After all, we just knew each other and he might not be very trusting of me.