I Am Not Interested [Francisco Lachowski & Selena Gomez]

Chapter 8

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   The delicious smell of breakfast slowly woke me up. Mmm I can smell fried eggs and bacon. I slowly opened me eyes and rubbed my eyes. I sat up in the process and noticed that I'm not in my bedroom. I tried to recall the memories of yesterday. The moment I fell asleep waaaaass in Lucas' arms? So can it be that this is his place? I slowly got up and suddenly noticed that tue only thing I was wearing was a shirt and my panties. I know that I didn't wear a bra yesterday but wait does that mean he saw me completely NAKED?!? I will kick his ass!

   I slowly opened the door and walked towards the delicious smell. I went through the hallway which was in grey tones just like his room. I would be lying if I said it didn't look good. At the end of the short hallway I could see a bit of the kitchen. I walked closer and looked to the kitchen since the door was open. Oh did I mention it was a glass door? No? Well now you know. In the kitchen I saw Lucas cooking. He seemed to be so concentrated that I bet he wouldn't notice if I walked in. I then slowly walked towards the counter and sat on one of the seats. I rested my head on my palm and just stared at him. I didn't admire him or anything but he seemed so into it that it was cute. Suddenly my hand slipped but I quickly reacted so I wouldn't hit the surface of counter. He suddenly looked at where the noise was coming from.

"Morning." He said with a raspy voice. I looked up and noticed that his eyes were lighter than usual.

"Morning." I replied and noticed that he kept his eyes on me for a little longer but soon continued cooking. Then I heard him whisper something like "such a tease". I raised an eyebrow and remembered that I wanted to kick his ass.

"Remove that smirk from your face." I said and he chuckled when he saw that I looked angry.

"What are you laughing about?"

"Nothing" Lucas said and placed a plate in front of me. Wow it looked delicious. No Clary first you have to kick his ass.

"And I should believe that?" I asked and looked at him the whole time. He placed a plate next to mine and pulled out the chair from the other side of the counter.

"Well I think it's cute when you get angry for nothing." He said and took a bite from the bacon.

"For nothing? Do I have to mention that you undressed me?" I asked.

"I did it because firstly that dress looked hella uncomfortable to sleep in. Secondly, I didn't see your boobs if you're thinking that and last but not least, is it my fault that you didn't put on a bra?" I crossed my arms and looked at him.

"So why didn't you do anything?" I said and crossed my arms. He looked into my eyes.

"Because I don't hook up with co-workers and I would never ever touch someone who's unconscious. That would be rape." Lucas replied. I continued eating and noticed that he stared at me but just ignored it. When we were done he grabbed our plates and put them in the dish washer. I was about to stand up and go to his room but he grabbed my wrist. I turned around and looked at him.

"What?" I asked confused but he just stared at me. Now that I looked at him he looked really exhausted but I shook the thought off.

"Why did you cry?" Lucas then asked.

"You don't have to know and I swear if you tell anyone-"

"Don't worry I won't tell anyone." He said

"Thank you-"

"Only one condition." He said and my eyes widened. Oh shit.

"What condition?" I asked.