Murderer✖️c.h.

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"Stop calling me hot, Luke!"

"Why? I'm complimenting you." Luke says cheekily, annoying Alexis even more. I glare as he slings his arm around her shoulder.

She just rolls her eyes, shrugging his arm off and walking away from him. She goes into the kitchen, leaving the four of us sitting in the living room laughing at Luke. I don't know how we put up with him, or how she does. She hasn't even known him for that long yet.

And I've known her for even less time.

I get up, telling the buoys to stay there. I've also stolen her house keys from Luke, keeping them in my front pocket. I smile at her as she eats grapes from Luke's fridge, giggling a bit when she sees me.

"Hey um, can I talk to you?" I bite my lip, seeing her nod slowly before putting the grapes away. She leans over the counter, attention on me. She looks a bit concerned actually, I think she knows what it's about. "Why did you cry when I kissed you?" I ask quietly. She sucks in a sharp breath, looking at the floor.

"It's just- its stupid." I shake my head, encouraging her to continue. "My ex had big brown eyes like yours, the same plump lips as well. It's just kind of hard to not think of him right now." she whispers the last part, accent thick. I twiddle my thumbs, not expecting that.

I'm just happy that I didn't do something. But it upsets me how torn she is over this guy. He seems like an ass.

"Oh. I'm sorry, Alex."

"Alex?" she looks up, small smile with dimples. But her eyes are welled up with tears, which makes me want to cry as well. I hate when people cry, especially over things that I don't know how to help them with.

"Can I call you that? I mean, Luke calls you Lexi so I just thought..." I trail off when she nods, sniffling a bit.

I walk around the counter, holding my arms over for a hug. She accepts it instantly, sighing in my embrace. I smile a bit into the hug, both of us pulling away.

"Um, if you don't minds me asking-"

"You want to know what happened between us?" she looks up, biting her lip. I nod slowly, looking down. "That's the thing. We didn't fight, we didn't stop loving each other. Absolutely nothing happened." she laughs bitterly, staring up at the ceiling and shaking her head.

"Then, why'd you breakup?" I furrow my eyebrows at her, feeling bad for intruding but being genuinely confused.

"I don't fucking know, technically we didn't. I just loved him so much." she shakes her head, blinking her eyes rapidly to keep from crying. Fuck, I didn't want to make her cry again. Now I feel even worse.

"I-I'm sorry. Do you want to go home for a bit?" I ask quietly, almost in whisper. She's still in love with her ex, why did I kiss her? I'm such an idiot.

"Um, yeah actually. That would be nice. I'll be back though, promise." she nods, holding her hand out for the keys. I give them to her, planting a kiss on her forehead for comfort. She gives a timid smile, looking down. "I'm sorry for talking about this with you. Obviously you feel something or whatever..." she trails off, leaving the house immediately.

I sigh, fidgeting with my hands as I lean up against the counter. She really liked her ex, I don't know why I thought I could kiss her when I went to comfort her about him. It was such a stupid thought.

I hate myself.

Groaning, I run my fingers through my hair and fluff it up a bit. Alexis shutting the door must've been loud enough for the boys to hear in the other room, because they slowly wander in.

The looks on their faces are ones of worry, or they're blank. Luke looks extremely worried with what happened, which is kind of sweet. They haven't even known each other that long, I can only imagine if they'd been friends for years.

I'm just glad that the boys didn't listen in, like they normally would have. I think they got that it was too important to listen in on, despite me about to talk to them about it.

We had a weird friendship.

"Cal?" Ashton inquired, patting me on the back and getting me out of my thoughts. "What happened?" Ashton sends me a look, and I take a breath. Luke biting his lip, stares at me intensely.

"She talked about how much she loved him." I start, the boys sighing.

"I'm sorry mate." Michael looks to me, giving me an actual look of pity maybe. I don't want pity.

"She said that when I kissed her, she cried because he had the same eyes and lips as me." I sigh, thinking about the probability of that happening. Of course that fucking happened. "Then she said that she loved him a lot and they never technically broke up, before apologizing for talking to me about it and leaving." I frown, refusing to look at my best friends.

"Wait... so when you two kissed she cheated? But she said they were exes?" Luke furrows his eyebrows, as do the other boys. I tug on my hair and let out a sigh.

"I don't know! I didn't want to ask more because she was about to cry."

"You two are complicated as shit." Michael chuckles a bit, stopping when I glare at him.

"Shes probably upsetting herself more over the fact that she's broken down in front of us more than once already since she moved here like, a week ago. We shouldn't mention it again." Ashton concludes, all of us agreeing.

We don't want her to feel uncomfortable for being sad. Whatever happened was the reason she moved here obviously, and it wasn't good. Anything that could cause her to move to a different continent instead of city had to be terrible.

The boys and I talked quietly about it for another few minutes, before we heard the front door open and shut. She walked in, only thing different about her was now her hair being in a messy bun, and she wore a baggy white sweater.

Raising her arm, she waved a hand at us shyly. We stopped talking as soon as we heard her come in, and it was still silent. Her sweater paw covered her face as she looked up to us, being slightly less than a foot shorter. She looked adorable with the sweater paws, green eyes popping off the white sweater over her mouth.

She held out her arms, sweater hanging off of them. Luke smiled a bit and grabbed them, pulling her small frame in for a hug. He didn't move, he jut moved her. Her face hit his chests she wrapped his arms around his waist, his around her shoulders with his head resting on top of hers.

"I'm sorry I'm such a mess." she attempted to speak clearly but her voice was muffled against his chest. He chuckled, playing with her hair. I glared, but knew that they were only friends. That's all I was with her too, friends.

"You're not a mess. It's okay to be upset, Lexi." he tells her, both of them pulling away from the hug, stupid grins on as they looked at each other,

If only I was in Luke's position.

A/N

Woooo.

It's gonna get interesting really soon promise guys

Oh and my phone is still broken.