Done with pretty boys, hello bad boy

Chapter Five

I roll over and look at my phone. 5.39am at last. I haven't slept all night. My tummies been moaning at me the full time cause I skipped dinner last night, but i will not give into its cries. That would mean running into Will and I wasn't ready for that yet.

Saying all that but not sleeping last night gave me time to think.

How Tristan was holding up. Peter, Amber and the rest.

How I missed dancing in the schools studios after only two days.

What was Luke's problem with looking at me. Was it just cause he couldn't believe I was here after three years of not seeing me.

No wait now that I think about it, it's four year I've not seen him and the boys. Will came back the first year to visit me for Christmas but after that he refused to go on a plane for 24 hours or so to visit me for only a few days in Australia.

So yeah four years of not seeing me.

But the thing mostly on my mind was Will, why he was angry with me hanging out with Hayden. Sure the guy was hot and sweet but really, what's a bit of flirting anyway. It wasn't going anywhere he wasn't interested in that way and neither was I!

I have bigger goals in life than chasing after boys. Sure I had the odd boyfriend back in Scotland but that was before I took my dancing further than a hobby.

All I wanted was a friend so I wouldn't be one of those cliché new kids from the films. I would have someone to sit next to at lunch.

But yet yesterday when Hayden said he only wanted to be friends my heart hurt. Just like it did with Tristan, so in other words it was, IS a stupid crush. I will get over it, I always do.

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Giving up delaying my hunger I get up from my bed and make my way over to the door. When I open it I am very quiet as I make my way to the kitchen.

I find ready made pan cakes in a pack in the bread bin. Thank The Lord I was really not in the mood for cereal. I rummage through the cupboard till I find the raspberry jam I made Will buy for my arrival.

Spreading the mouthwatering jam over the top of the baked heaven, I throw the knife into the sink with a loud crash. The noise was actually quite satisfying. Saying that if it was someone else who made the noise I would probably be glaring while thinking through murder plan.

I walk into the living room with my signature oversized t-shirt and black pants, while munching down the well awaited breakfast.

I froze in my tracks when I saw a very tired half naked Luke on the couch, watching some sports on the tv.

"Hey?" I say but it comes out more of a question as my eyebrows knit together.

"Aw hey" Luke glances at me then back at the tv.

I flop down on the armchair. "Isn't this Will place? Or was I not informed that you live here too?" I ask looking at him with confusion.

"Naw, I just stay over a lot. I don't really like living in a flat myself" Luke says starting to flick through all Wills sports channels.

"Why don't you move in with Nick and Brad? Or even here at Will's?" I ask. It sounds like an easy problem to fix.

Luke sighs "sometimes you can get enough of someone during the day, and don't really want to go home to find them watching your tv, eating your food."

"You sound like your talking from experience" I think out loud.

"Yeah, maybe" Is all Luke says. He's too busy listening to SKY SPORT NEWS to answer properly.