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Chapter Three Eye Rolling

Chapter Three: Eye Rolling
Chapter Song: Wonderland by Taylor Swift

When I open my eyes it's quite dark. It takes a minute for me to register where I am. Luke's apartment. Alone on the couch. I sit up and wrap the blanket around my cold frame and head towards the kitchen. Luke isn't anywhere I can see.

I continue my trek until I'm in front of what I assume to be his bedroom door. It's open a crack and I can see the lighting changing, most likely due to a video game. I push it open to see Luke staring at a screen while he moves his fingers across the controller. I don't want to disturb him and make him loose but I need to get home. I'm sure Toulouse is probably slightly worried. Or maybe not.

I cough slightly and he glances in my direction. He points his head to the place next to him so I walk over and take a seat. "Have you ever played?" He asks. I look to the screen and try to figure out what game he is even playing. "Um, no," I tell him. "Want to learn?" He asks. "Actually, Toulouse wants me home," I lie. "Okay good. I was just about to head over, he said it was okay to come a little late if you wanted to sleep more, that you didn't need to be home any time soon," he tells me.

The blood rushes from my face. "O-oh I um, I didn't know that y-you had talked to him," I sputter out. "Yeah, I told him you felt really sick at school and just wanted to be home so I brought you here." I nod. "Thanks," I whisper. "Yep," he says, "I told him you were sleeping like all afternoon whilst I just hung around." I nod again.

"I mean, I like having you in my arms but he wouldn't like that too much," He says casually; throwing me off guard. "Oh, I um, y-yeah." I mentally kick myself, why does talking to him make me so nervous? He's so calm and casual. He probably doesn't even like me.

"Okay, we can go," he finishes off his game and stands looking at me. I nod for the third time. "You know you can use your words right?" He asks chuckling. I giggle lightly and roll my eyes. "Hey now, rolling your eyes is rude. You wouldn't want me to take you across my knee would you?" He says catching me off guard yet again. How does one respond to that? I certainly don't know. So instead I drop the blanket on the floor and say "Rude or sassy?" Very quietly.

He chuckles and walks out of the room after me. I grab my shoes and slip them on as does he. We walk outside and get into his car. The drive is rather short and fairly quiet the only sound being the soft hum of the radio.

Once we're finally in Toulouse comes to greet us. "Hey Mai-Mar, feeling better?" He asks. "Oh um, yeah a little," I mean it was kinda the truth. I don't really feel too well, I hate fighting because it makes me extremely exhausted, and just well really school exhausts me because not only do I have to put effort into my work I need to put effort into trying not to care that I'm 'different'.

I don't care about other people's opinions of me or what I do or wear or any of that s.hit. But it can be very exhausting to be the 'different one'. It's just after a while it gets kinda old being all alone and feeling all alone. Which makes everything hard.

I don't really think Toulouse notices much. I've always slept a lot. When I was younger I didn't sleep quite as much. Though when the s.hit with my parents started I became a sleeper. My quality of sleep is never great. But it's enough. I think that he finds my sleeping patterns quite normal, but I don't know if they are really.

"Oh, okay. Well why don't you go upstairs and rest okay? I'll tell you when dinner is done." I nod and head upstairs and lay down. I listen to the quiet chatter until Toulouse calls up telling me dinner is ready. I walk downstairs to see a rather odd sight. Luke and Toulouse are both sitting at the counter waiting for me.

"What's going on?" I ask taking a seat. "Well I have to go away from Friday until Tuesday this week," Toulouse says. "Okay?" I say not understanding his point. "So, Luke is gonna stay here with you," Toulouse says. Luke throws his infamous smirk my way.

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"Okay Tou-tou have a good flight. Call me when you get in okay?" I say and he heads out the door. "Okay, see you later sis, I love you."

"I love you too Tou-tou." He waves and I return it. "He seems to be a good big brother," Luke says coming out of no where. "He is," I tell him.

"Okay well I'm going to watch a movie," I say heading towards the couch. I cuddle up with a blanket and start my movie. I fall in and out of sleep through the whole thing. I don't have much awareness but I think I feel Luke slide his arms under my body and picking me up bridal style. I gently rest my head on his chest whilst he walks. Once he reaches my room he sets me down on my bed and covers me up. "Goodnight Maisie-Marie."

My eyes flutter open to the sun streaming through my window. I sit up and rub my eyes. I swing my legs over the edge of my bed and hop off. I start my walk downstairs and smell pancakes. The sight I see in the kitchen is absolutely adorable. Luke is trying to make pancakes, there are some sitting on a plate but it doesn't look to be going to well for him. I sit at the counter and take a pancake off the plate. "Are those for you?" He asks looking at me. I just roll my eyes, "they are now."

"What did I tell you about rolling your eyes?" He asks. "That it was sassy," I say sticking my tongue out. He takes three quick strides and twists me around to face him. His tall frame is leaning towards me. His lips are mere inches away from mine. Though what really makes my breath hitch is his following sentence. "It's rude and I'd hate to have to punish you, kitten."

A/n: sorry it's kinda really short 😁😁😁 more to come soon