drive ♢ muke ✔️

xii

i hear giggling burst through the mouths of my coworkers before i can even properly step in. percy and leo laugh even harder when they notice me walk in.

"what's gotten into you two?" i wonder out loud as i pin my name card onto my plain black shirt. 

"your boyfriend came around yesterday, he was looking for you." percy forces back a huge grin. his sea green eyes widen teasingly and he pushes back his long dark messy hair.

"i don't have a boyfriend," i say, my eyes darting up to look at the two smirking boys.

"are you sure? he insisted on finding you and only you. he refused help from anyone else." leo laughs, his curly black hair falling into his brown eyes.

"what did he look like?" i ask suspiciously.

"tall, blue eyes, blond hair." percy describes.

"he told us to tell you he was officer pickle. quite an unfortunate name if you ask me," leo snorts, pulling the cap of his head as he slowly trails out the door for his lunch break.

officer pickle? oh, he must mean luke.

luke was here?

"we told him you'll be in tomorrow and he said he'll be back by then. expect your lover to come around soon," percy smirks, his pearly white teeth gleaming.

he soon leaves, trailing behind leo. once the two of them are gone, i smile and twiddle with my thumbs.

i can't believe luke came in just for me. i bite the inside of my lip to try to conceal my growing grin but i can't help it. my cheeks begin to start aching after smiling too hard.

"why are you smiling like that?" luke asks after he pushes himself through the door.

he's out of uniform. his chest is adorned by a tight fitted grey shirt that shows off his fit body. he also squeezed a pair of skinny jeans onto his legs which made his large budge more noticeable.

if his objective was to make my mouth water and to give me a boner during work, he succeeded.

"because," i shrug simply as luke walks over and leans over the counter and gives me a small smile.

"so what are the music suggestions from the great michael clifford today?" luke asks curiously, his dark blond eyebrows knitting together.

he's doing this on purpose. i'm sure of it. he's leaning over so far so i can smell his musky cologne coming off of him. he wants me to faint and die in a puddle.

"i, uh, maybe some blink 182?" i bite my lip, stepping back to get away from the blue eyed asshole.

"sure. what's the album called?" luke asks.

"blink 182," i answer.

i shift past the counter and over to the racks. i can feel luke's knees bump into me, that's how close he was standing.

"an album called blink 182 by a band named blink 182. what a creative name." luke chuckles sarcastically.

i scowl when i notice the album is near the top of the shelf, way out of reach. the album was never that great of a seller so we just stored it away up there.