neon.

talking and walking

So I guess Luke's taking me home. I look over at Luke. It seems as if each time I look at him he becomes more attractive. He's got these deep blue eyes, this hair that compliments his skin tone perfectly, and he's also a little shy. He catches me looking, yet I'm not turning away. He smiles. I smile back.

"You're nicer than I thought you were." I say, looking away.
"Well, you're the only girl I've talked to for years." He says, laughing.
"Is that so?" I joke.
"I'm afraid it is." He raises an eyebrow.
"Why? Don't you have a girlfriend or something?" I asked with my brows furrowed.
"Um, I did. Until she dumped me. Yeah, now I'm just "around" I guess." He shrugged.
I can tell he was probably hurt.
"It's okay, you'll find someone else." I say, hoping I sound reassuring.
"Think so?" He beamed.
"I do. You're such a sweet guy, I bet any girl would be very lucky to date you!" I smile. But then I realize. I'm falling for the punk.
He looks over at me, as if I'm hinting something. He then looks away and very dimly shakes his head.

"Are we friends now?" He asks.
"Yes, I feel as if we are." I answer.

Cool. We're friends (?).

We get to the end of the pavement.
"My house is closer to Calum's so I better get going." He says looking around.

"Thanks for being so kind and walking me home. You're so charming." I laugh.

"Ha. So can I get you're number? Not like in that way haha bet you had quite the experience with other guys tonight, but Calum and I are hanging out tomorrow and I'm pretty sure he's going to bring Erin with," he rolls his eyes,"so if I'm going to third wheel at least it will be fun?" He cracks a smile.
I lightly laughed,"Of course! I vowed not to waste my spring break anyway so it's a pleasure!"
"Phew!" he says,"So see you tomorrow? I can pick you up at 10 am?"
"Sounds like a plan!" I agree.
I scribble down my number on a sticky note I found in my jacket's pocket and hand it to him. He grins and stands there awkwardly. I shrug and he hugs me. I notice how he doesn't smell like a punk at all. Maybe he isn't a the "bad boy" I thought he was. He smelled like cologne and mint. Not weed and alcohol? I don't know. I'm still figuring out my feelings I guess. We pull away and say our goodbyes. I head inside and he turns and starts walking. I change into my pajamas and lie on the couch. I have the house all to myself and it feels great. Just to be alone for a little bit. But it is also dangerous, yet my parents thought I could handle being alone for the whole fall break (2 weeks) without making silly (stupid and risky) decisions. I can handle it but being so depressed makes it pretty difficult.

I hear my phone buzz. It reads:

Unknown Number

hey guess who😂  just checking that we're good for tomorrow?

I respond:

Hey Luke :)) Yep!! All good!!

He's literally so sweet. I think of his eyes. I could probably get lost in them. I turn off all the lights and run upstairs. I snuggle into bed and think of what tomorrow is going to be like.

Maybe this spring break isn't going to be that bad after all.