You're Not My Type // Punk Luke Hemmings

I Just Missed You - Chapter Twenty - Nine

A/N: The pic attached shows what the girls in this story look like.

And please comment on what you think is going on between Chloe and Luke. I wanna see if you guys have worked it out.

Mia's POV.

I'm not his. I know I never will be, but the urge is unimaginable. The thought of officially being Luke's would have its pros and cons, of course. To finally be able to kiss him in public would be like living in a dream world, but constantly having the fear that he is just using me would be my worst nightmare. Luke is known for using girls for his own pleasure and I would always worry that I was just another notch on the bedpost.

There had only been a few times that Luke and I have been able to have a normal day together, no fights or jealous rage in the way, and I like to cherish those moments. Those moments when he is gently holding my hand or running his fingers though my hair. But, more times than not, you will find us arguing. It is no secret that Luke has a short fuse, but could you imagine if we were dating? He would see me talking to some random guy and totally flip. That guy would be on the floor in three seconds flat.

The thing that scared me the most, though, is that I was willing to look past all of his flaws, to forget his past, to give up almost anything, just to be with him.

I didn't leave the cafe when Luke did earlier; instead I sat back down and drank my hot chocolate. I needed time to think about things and the fact that I didn't want to walk in on Calum and Whitney. Everything was so simple for them. They found each other attractive, they talked, became friends and then they hooked up. However, Luke and I started out hating each other, argued a lot, got drunk and had sex.

In some ways I wish Luke and I were like Calum and Whitney, but in other ways I don't. Mine and Luke's relationship is one of a kind, there are not many relationships I know that they could be hating each other one moment and the next they can't keep their hands off each other. There is no denying that Luke and I have something between us, I just don't know what yet. It would be hard for me to miss the look in his eye he got when we were together, although sometimes all he does is glare at me.

My head shot up at the sound of the cafe door opening. In the back of my mind I know I was hoping it was Luke, so I was a bit disappointed when it was Chloe.

"Hey, Chlo." I waved her over. A smile stretched across her face as she made her way to my table.

"Hey, Mia. How come you're here on your own?" She asked, taking the seat in front of me. My heart sank a little when I remembered why I was on my own.

"Just clearing my head. Why you here?" I asked.

She sighed. "Ashton and Luke had something to take care of." My interest suddenly sparked at the mention of Luke's name.

"What was it?" Something told me it was to do with drugs.

Chloe's eyes slightly widened as she stumbled over her words. "Oh, um, I think-. I don't-. He didn't tell me." I could tell by the look on her face that she knew what they were doing really and she was trying to keep it from me.

"Chloe, I know." I simply stated, hoping that she will understand what I'm talking about.

"Know what?" she narrowed her eyes at me, seemingly suspicious.

"About the boys being, you know," I leant in closer to her so I could whisper, "drug dealers."

"How the fuck did you find out?" She screeched, drawing the attention of a few people in the cafe.

"Some guy asked me at the party we went to the other night if I knew where Luke was because he wanted some more coke. He was so out of it that he literally spilled everything out."