him. - lrh

sixth chapter

I woke up sore from falling asleep on my desk. When I lifted my head up I noticed I had drool on my science book and I mentally slapped myself. I picked my phone up and looking at the screen I found out its half past eight in the morning. I almost had a heart attack, which was until I realized it is Saturday. I sighed in relief and stretched my arms. I put my books on their usual place on my desk and proceeded to take a shower.

I brushed my hair, blow dried it, brushed my teeth and sprayed some perfume on my neck and wrists. I went to one of the windows in my room to see how the weather is today. It looks like it's a bit chilly outside so I decided to wear black skinny jeans, my coll is cool merch – a blue sweatshirt saying flop – and my fake black converse.

I went down stairs and greeted my parents, took an apple from the kitchen and hereafter returning upstairs to grab my bag I left the house. I didn't feel like being trapped inside my house so I decided to go on a walk. I put my headphones on, tuning out the world, and began walking without knowing where I was going.

After some time I ended up in a park I come to many times. It's one of my favorite places because - besides having an extremely beautiful simplicity – everyone looks happy here, and that makes me happy. I smiled at the squirrels, they're adorable, I love squirrels.

I was so distracted looking at the animals and also at the kids playing that I accidentally bumped into someone. The person grabbed my arm, probably in an attempt to regain balance, but he or she failed and dragged me down with him, or her, making me fall on top of this person.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" I said immediately.

Once my vision stopped being blurry I looked at the person underneath me and gasped when I departed myself with a sweaty Luke Hemmings.

"Luke?" my mouth opened in surprise.

"Ouch." It was all he said.

"I'm sorry." I gave him an apologetically smile.

"Its fine, but I'd appreciate if you got off me." He growled.

"Oh, sure." I placed my hands on his chest so I could stand up.

Luke got up right after me and ran a hand through his hair. Because he's sweaty his hair isn't perfectly styled like usually, and even though I thought it was impossible to get more attractive he does look even better than usual like this.

The still fresh memories of yesterday crossed my mind and to distract myself from it I asked:

"What are you doing here?"

"I think it's kinda obvious." He pointed at his sporty attire. I nodded and gulped, not knowing what else to say.

I kicked a small rock and looked at the floor. I focused my gaze on my shoes in an attempt to ignore the nerves that were beginning to grow inside me.

"Uhm... you didn't get hurt did you?" I asked.

"Just in my elbow, it's slightly bleeding." He showed me the small injury.

"Good." I looked at Luke and when I did it he was already looking at me. When we made eye contact he looked away and I mimicked him.

I think he's just going to ignore what happened yesterday, so I'm going to do that too.

I decided to go back to my normal self that, with him, is equivalent to being an annoying pain in the arse.

"I'm admired that you actually exercise normally, I thought you only did it on the bedroom." I focused my gaze on the floor and laughed to myself.