Chapter 19:And then what?

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LUKE'S POV:

"And then what?" Mikey asked, peering deeply into my soul.

"And then i went back to my room." I said firmly, staring at the ice in the bottom of my cup. A silence had settled in the diner that made my skin burn and my face redden.

"Wait." Ashton said. "Let me get this straight..."

I sighed heavily. Hear we go.

"You had like... the night from Aladdin where Jasmine and Aladdin took that magic carpet ride and... you didn't sleep with her?" His eyebrows went crooked in confusion.

"Yup exactly." I muttered irritably, biting the inside of my cheek.

"Guys it's okay." Calum spoke up. Thank you Calum. I cast him a thankful glance. But then he said, "We all know it's just because Luke's a little prude."

"Fuck off." I growled, standing up and walking away from them.

"Hey come back!" Ashton yelled. "I'm sorry mate!"

Ugh he hardly ever apologized. With a heavy sigh I turned around and slid back into the booth. "Look guys I just didn't want too okay? It just didn't feel like a good idea or a good time. Besides if Jack would've walked in, I would've been mortified."

"Yeah that's true i guess." Mikey shrugged. The other guys also seemed unconvinced but at least they dropped that issue.

A waitress in a pin striped uniform walked up to our table holding a clipboard. She was a little older than the other waitresses, maybe about 34. "Are you guys ready to order?" She snipped in a beautiful bird-like voice. I studied her face. So familiar. Her brown curly tendrils of hair sinking past her breasts. Her dark chocolate eyes. The light freckles under her cheeks. Jesus she looked like...

"LUKE!" Calum shouted, snapping in my face. "C'mon mate you're drooling."

"Sorry." I cleared my throat, feeling my face flush. "You're just really pretty is all." I smiled shyly.

"You mean she looked a lot like Sheila." Ashton muttered. I elbowed him under the table. Thank God she couldn't hear him.

"It's okay hun, it's not the first time that's happened." She winked. "And you're not bad looking yourself."

Even her voice was kind of similar. This was getting kind of strange. "I'll just take a burger." I answered slowly.

"Sounds great!" She smiled brightly. The other guys ordered and I couldn't stop staring at the waitress. It was bizarre how similar they were...

"You're American." I said suddenly and she nodded slowly as if that were supposed to be obvious.

"Yes." She grinned, tucking the order sheet in to a little pocket in her apron. "I'll be right back out with your order."

"Wait." I called to her and she stopped giving me a suspicious look. "Do you plan on being a waitress for the rest of your life?" I asked casually.

"No." He giggled. "I'm going to medical school." She answered, turning to walk away. Even her walk was the same...

SHEILA'S POV:

I woke up early the next morning and I was still sad. Is Luke mad at me? I'd wondered for about the 25th time in 10 hours. He wouldn't let me kiss him like i normally did... he didn't want to do anything with me. Am I that ugly?

With a defeated sigh, I marched into the bathroom and combed my hair and brushed my teeth. I listened carefully... Luke was usually up this early but I didn't hear him walking around.

Hm. I thought quietly. Probably out with the boys. I walked downstairs to find Jack passed out on the couch with a piece of candy wrapper stuck to his forehead.

I plucked it off carefully and threw it away with a grin. Brother like brother. I thought silently. Then suddenly I heard the door unlock and it swung up. Dad and Liz were home early. This can't be good.


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