No Good | Luke Hemmings A.U

32

(Updated, 2018)

I'm surprised to see and hear from him. How long has it been? Two weeks?

"Hi Ryan." I state while letting out a long breath then taking a sip of my drink.

"So it is you. I saw you in the kitchen, but I wasn't sure. You look amazing by the way." He says while keeping his eyes locked in mine. I blush before looking away and taking a small sip of my drink again.

"Thank you." I reply while looking back at him and smile. He returns the favor as silence fell in between us. We stole glances at each other every so often but neither of us said anything. I mean I have nothing to say to him. He hasn't spoken to me in a matter of two weeks, but all of a sudden he wants to speak to me. That just doesn't add up.

"Okay first off, let me apologize for going ghost on you for a while." He sighs while running his hands through his hair and breaking the silence. I look up at him and giving him a look to show him I was listening.

"I wanted to see if that phrase was true." He continues making confusion lace throughout my face.

"What phrase?"

"Absence makes the heart grow fonder. I think that's it, but anyway Lilly I haven't stopped thinking about you." He states while turning towards the ground and blushing a small bit. I blush as well as he continues.

"I don't know what you're doing to me Lilly, but I kind of like it. Every time I see you, I instantly smile like a mad man because you're absolutely perfect to me." He says while smiling and turning his gaze back to me.

"Are you drunk?" I say to him noticing how his eyes kept squinting and he was fidgeting a lot.

"Yea maybe a little, but they said that sober words are drunken thoughts. No it's drunken words are sober thoughts. Yea that's it." He states while his words at the end slurs. I giggle at him before I shake my head at him.

"Ryan, your gesture is really sweet, but can we talk about this when you're sober? It would make this ten times easier." I state while smiling at him sweetly and placing my hand on his knee. He places his hand on top of my hand before sighing. We sat in silence once again for a couple of minutes before he spoke.

"Can I try something?" He says while removing our hands from his knee. I nod as he stands up from his chair and crouches down in front of me. I watch as he moves towards me, resting his arms on the chair for support.

"Ryan what are-

"Shush. Just let it happen." He states while cutting me off and dropping his arm from the chair and around my waist making me squirm.

"You have such a small waist. You're such a small person. You're a beautiful person as well." He continues while inching his face closer to mine. I look down while shaking my head then looking back at him and noticing how close he's gotten.

"Ryan no. We should at least wait until you're sober to do this." I tell him making him stop and quickly stand up from where he was. The soft face he had quickly turns into a hard and angry face. I look up at him from where I was sitting and watch as he quickly backed away a few feet and stare at me with an angry look.

"But even when I was sober you didn't want to kiss me then, but now that I'm pissed drunk you want to wait until I'm sober. You're so fucking confusing." He said while raising his voice. I sigh while standing up and walking over to him to put a hand on his forearm, only for him to snatch his arm away from reach.

"Ryan I'm just not ready for it." I tell him while trying to keep my voice from wavering. He scoffs before rolling his eyes and glaring at me again.