The Experiment (Draft)

Temperamental

Lydia:

I hate this. I hate love triangle, even in books. That's why I love TFIOS so much, incredible love story without the drama of the Hunger Games. So I make the choice in my head, so as not to lead the other on. Owen is amazing, like really cool. He is sweet, cute, and well buff. But I don't see us going anywhere. I feel like I liked him as a pastime, just because he was there and I liked to kiss him. Of course, I would have to get over him a little, but I don't really think he was that invested.

Luke was kind, his eyes showed that. He loved his mother, he was really smart, he had good intentions, he had a light in his heart that somehow seemed to light my heart to. And face it, I never got over him.

"Alright, he's mad. Now you can hide these." Luke hands me the bag of pills, and I run to my closet, and put them in between the cups of my bras. If he looks there, that's just, weird.

"Ugh! Does he really see me like all of the other girls, only falling for muscles? That's not me, at least I hope not."

"No. He didn't mean you. I can see it when he apologizes, he didn't mean it. But, he did call me an accident, so..."

"OHMYGOODNESSLUKE, TODAY IS THE LAST FULL DAY!" I exclaim. His eyes widen.

"Wow, you're right. The car comes tomorrow at 6 am."

"What should we do?" 

He smiles mischievously. "Read." I giggle and grab my book of the nightstand, and  curl up on my bed whilst he runs to him room and gets his copy, settling beside me. It's time to tell him.

"Luke, I don't want a love triangle, so I'll make this simple. I want you." I see something flash in his eyes, but I can't put my finger on it. Nevertheless,he nods,pulls me closer into his chest, and smiles as we read. I can feel his chest rising and falling against his back, his steady rhythm that seems to keep me alive as well. 

I have finally realized that I never stopped liking him, my love had just crusted over with pain and hate, because I thought that would be the best option, to hate him in hopes that my love would lessen. it didn't.

*****

Luke and I make lunch together, blasting music through the speakers. We stop occasionally to dance together, and to kiss. All of my love regrows, knowing that I won't be hurt, at least not for a long time. I keep eye contact with him, I let his eyes mesmerize me, his smile warm my heartstrings that had been so cold for so long. All the things I never let get to me for the past six months.

When Owen finally comes down for lunch, he glares at us, and all I can do is laugh. He looks rough. He deserved it.  When lunch was finished, we went to change into our swimsuits. When I finished, I heard a knock on the door. I open it to see Owen with a fistfull of dandilions.

"I'm sorry Lydia. I really am. I didn't mean you, I was thinking of the others. You are smart, a lot smarter than me."

"And don't you forget it." I smile as I take the flowers, placing them on my nightstand. Now for the hard part...

"Um, Owen, I just, I, hmm." I think of the best way to put it. Fast and heartless.

"You see, Owen, I hate love triangles, and so I'm choosing Luke. You are just too temperamental." His face drops, and he looks at the ground.

"So that's that?"

"Yep. Sorry." I try not to let his hurt expression get to me. It almost does.

"Ok then. Thanks for telling me, not leading me on." He wraps me up in a hug, an awkward one at that. My brow furrows in confusion.

"What?" He asks. "Honestly, Lid thank you. No hard feelings. I respect your choice,  Luke's a good guy."

"Wait a minute." I say as he turns his back. I hand him to bag of pills, and his eyes light up.

"Thanks Lid, I mean it."

What just happened?