Chapter 7

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Come a little closer

As the night gets older

Of you I grow fonder

Just let my hands wander... - This Is The First Thing. You Me At Six.

Chapter 7

Juliet's POV

When I woke up I jumped out of bed. I felt really good today. Until the remembrance of yesterday's events resurfaced. How would I ever show my face again? If they didn't see all the bruises they would still think I was a cold-hearted bitch for snapping at Ashton. And just like that my good mood was gone. I was a broken cold-hearted bitch. Great.

I walked to the bathroom. I just left my stuff in there yesterday so I didn't have to grab anything. I opened the door to hear water running. Shit. I turned around but left my hand on the knob.

"Luke?" I questioned.

"Uh- yeah?" He asked from behind the shower curtain.

"Can I grab my things?" There was a tiny mirror in my room that I guess I could use until he was done.

"Um... I guess." I quickly opened the door all the way and grabbed all my stuff that was littered around, adding it to the bag. It was taking a lot longer than I thought it would. Suddenly the water shut off.

"Luke i'm still here." I said quickly.

"I know, I'll wait."

"Ok." I blushed, of course he knew I was still here. He grabbed the towel and I knew he was drying off behind the curtain. Oh my gosh could this get any more awkward? I quickly left and shut the door loudly so he would know I was gone. I looked at myself in the tiny mirror. My cheeks were flushed and even though so far today my emotions had already been everywhere, I laughed. Soon I was giggling uncontrollably.

I could tell Luke was so embarrassed that yet again he was naked when we were both present. I know I shouldn’t, but I found it incredibly hot and hilarious. My giggles rose to shrieks of laughter as I realized the bruise on my face was gone and I could laugh if I wanted. Yesterday didn’t have to happen if I didn’t want it to. And I didn’t. His friends would forget and so would I. The towel had covered the majority of my body and they didn’t see the worst of it. Ashton was just having fun, and I wouldn’t hold it against him. Nothing was going to ruin my mood today. Soon the whole mess would be forgotten.

I didn’t know why I was being so optimistic but I liked it- I hadn‘t thought like this in a long time. I couldn’t wait until I could go swimming for real with Ashton. He seemed like a lot of fun. 

But he thought I was a bitch.

“Luke?” I knocked on his door.

“Juliet? What’s the matter?” He looked worried. He had clothes on now but his hair was still dripping. That made me giggle at the reminder. But I quickly pushed the thought of him naked out of my mind.

“What’s Ashton’s number?” He opened the door wider for me to come in as his eyes widened. 

“Wha- What?”

“Ashton, I want his number.” I said again.

“Why?” Luke’s eyebrows pulled together.

“To apologize for my attitude yesterday.” I looked at him, why else?

“You don’t need to apologize, he threw you into a pool.”

“But then I got angry.” I tell him.

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