In Love With One Of The Bratayleys (Entered for #wattys2015) #bratayleyreadmst1fanfic

58- Julie's Rehearsal and Tear Drops

*Luke's POV*

I walked into Julie's house. As I entered, I heard music coming from the dance room. I went down the stairs without her noticing. I always liked to spy on her dancing. If she knew I was there, she would get nervous and not dance like she did when she was alone. 

I could hear the squeak of her DC sneakers on the wooden parquet floor as she danced to the rhythm of 'Trumpets'. She was wearing high waisted shorts, a white t-shirt, and she had, surprisingly, one of my flannels tied around her waist. 

When she finished, she plopped down on the couch in the room with her bottle of water and her phone. I crept up behind the couch without her noticing. 

'BOO!'- I screamed, making her jump up. She turned around and looked at me with a glare. 

'DON'T EVER, EVER DO THAT AGAIN!'- She screamed, and punched me in the arm playfully. 

'Ow! I was expecting something different from you, babe'- I told her. She smiled and I leant down onto her for a kiss. I kissed her perfectly plumped lips. 

'Im so getting revenge'- She said. I smirked.

'Let's see about that'- I told her, and started tickling her sides. She jumped up from the sofa. 

'No. Not again.'- She said, and started running across the room. I followed her, while we laughed. Suddenly, she stopped, but I didn't, and I crashed onto her, making us turn around and her falling on top of me. 

'See? This is what happens when you try to tickle me'- She said, and I pulled her in for another kiss. However, she suddenly turned around and I ended up kissing her cheek. She stood up and made her way to her bedroom. I ran after her, and opened the door to her bedroom. She was sitting on the bed, smirking at me. 

'You. You are a freaking tease!'- I said, and threw myself onto her king sized bed. 

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*Julie's POV*

One hour later, Luke and I began doing our homework, which was due the next day. I looked at Luke over, and over a couple of times. He seemed confused. The homework was language homework, and we had to write a short story. 

'Luke, are you alright?'- I asked. 

'N-Y.Yes. Yes, im fine'- He said. I shrugged my shoulders and continued with my work. Ten minutes later, I was finished, and he was still stuck in the same place. 

'Lukey, is something wrong?'- I asked. He ran a hand through his messy blonde hair and sighed. 

'I can't write this. I can't write well the words. UGH! Dyslexia is killing me.'- He said. I suddenly understood everything. 

'Lukey... it's alright. Let me help you'- I said. He snapped back at me. 

'No! Im tired of getting help from people!'- he screamed. I was taken aback by his tone. He regretted it instantaneously. He ran again his hand through his hair. 

'Sorry, Jules , it's that... I want to finish an assignment on my own once in my lifetime, without help from others. Im sick and tired of this.'- He said, and tears began rolling down his cheeks. I pulled my chair closer to his. 

'Luke. Look at me. It's okay, love. Everyone has something. You have this. But that doesn't make you different at all. You're the same old Luke I love. I'll help you get through this. I promise.'- I said to him softly. I cupped his cheeks with my hands and wiped off his tears with my thumbs. I pulled him closer to me and crashed my lips to his. I could feel him kissing back. I pulled apart, and he looked at the floor. 

'I love you, okay?'- He nodded and sniffed one more time before looking at me. 

'You're freaking amazing, babe.'- He muttered, earning a smile from me. 

'Now, let's do that assignment. And let me help you this time'- I said. He nodded. The next hour, Luke and I worked on his assignment, me correcting him when he wrote something wrong, and making him write the words again until he got them right. By the time we were finished, he could write many words properly, thing he couldn't do before. And he was proud, and happy. And so was I. 

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*Luke's POV (Again)*

I looked at the clock on Julie's desk. 11:26 PM. I saw her yawn as she looked at the worksheet she had to finish. I hugged her from behind and whispered a few sweet words into her ear. Minutes later, she was finished. She turned at me and yawned again. 

'Now. Let's go get a night's sleep'- I told her. I had to stay with her that night, because her parent's weren't at home. So, I had brought some of my stuff with me. 

She pulled over to her closet, and pulled out a pair of yoga pants and, a t-shirt of mine. 

'How much clothes of mine do you have?'- I asked. She just giggled. She went into the bathroom and soon came out, with her hair in a perfectly tied ponytail and without makeup on. 

I pulled a pair of sweatpants on and simply removed my t-shirt. I mean, Julie had seen me like that millions of times, for God's sake. 

She came out of the bathroom, and I could feel her eyeing me up and down.

'You like what you see?'- I asked her, and she snapped out of her gaze, and her cheeks turned red. I pulled her over by her waist and hugged her. She slang her arms over my shoulders and hugged me back. We both went under the covers, and cuddled up together. She turned to me. 

'G'night, Lukey'- She said. She kissed my lips and turned around. I kissed her neck, apparently in her sweet spot, because I felt her tense up and giggle. I wrapped my arms around her waist.

'G'night, babe'- I whispered, before falling asleep next to her.