P.O.V. Callie
- LUKE! Please… my voice trailed and a tear traced down my face.
- What, Callie? He said, turning around.
I could tell he was angry. I didn’t want him to be… I could explain.
- I can explain, Luke. Please give me a chance.
- Go ahead, he said, pissed. You have one chance. I don’t want to lose my time with some girls screwing around other guys.
- Wow. That’s how you see me? I’m not a slut, Luke. Never mind. I said while I turned around to Mary.
The tears were streaming down my face. How could he? I know he saw me and Zayn but we didn’t kiss. And I didn’t kiss my crush because I actually kind of liked Luke. But I clearly got him wrong. He wasn’t the sweet and cool guy I thought he was. He was a jerk. Mary put her arms around me and tried to comfort me. I could feel Luke’s presence behind me but I didn’t want to turn around. Mary released me and left the lodge. I raised my head and looked at my reflection in the mirror in front of me. My eyes were a bit red but not puffy. I was lucky for that because I’ve never had puffy eyes when I cried. Luke moved from behind me so I could see him in the mirror too. My heart was pounding and my fists were clenched. The tears were still streaming down my face. I could see Luke was sorry. He looked at his feet and passed by me to stand in front of me. He slowly put his hands on my waist and raised his head to look into my eyes.
- I’m sorry, Callie. I didn’t think what I said. I was so frustrated because I like you and couldn’t stand seeing you and Zayn kiss… he said before I cut him.
- But, Luke! We di-
- Let me finish, please. I like you, Callie. Even though it’s been a day, I have to admit that I’m really into you. You’re so down to earth and casual. I can hardly find a girl like this, Call. The way you talked to me yesterday in the shop, like you didn’t give a damn about me being a celebrity or me touring with your favourite band. You treat me exactly like a normal person and I’m falling for that. But I can understand how cool it is to have your favourite singer want you. If you want to get to know him, that’s fine! I want you to be happy cause you clearly deserve that. But just tell me. I don’t want to fall for a girl who’s not into me. He said.
While declaring this to me, he kept one hand on my waist and the other was gently patting my arm. Throughout his speech, his face was getting closer and closer and I could feel his warm breath on my lips. GOSH he was so hot. I raised my head and stood on my tip-toes to be at his level. I slowly moved toward and crushed my lips on his. His warm lips kissed back as he put both arms around my waist. I raised my arms and placed them around his neck. After a couple of seconds, he slowly released and looked at me in the eyes.
- I don’t understand… he said, confused.
- I like you, too, smartass. I said playfully.
- I still don’t understand why you kissed Zayn earlier…
- We didn’t, Luke! That’s what I was trying to say.
- Wait, what? I saw you, Callie! He was leaning over you, a few inches from your face! He said, convinced that we kissed.
- Yeah, well I backed off…
- Why did you do that?
- I couldn’t kiss him. I thought about you and I didn’t want to make you suffer.
Luke automatically smiled and brushed his lips on mine. He cupped my head with his hands as he whispered a barely audible «you’re so perfect». His smile was large and his dimples were showing off. How cute!!!
- Maybe we should head back to the stage. I said, pointing behind me.
- You’re right. He said, taking my hand and pulling me out of the room.
