Listen Lucky

24. Staring At The Ceiling

Close - Nick Jonas (feat. Tove Lo)

"Fool me once I won't forget, I take down every word. Hurt the first time, hurt the last time," I sang to myself as I sat at my piano.

I should have been excitedly dancing around my room, not sat at my piano singing sad songs .

I kissed Riley freaking Parker, something I had dreamed about doing for so long that I couldn't even remember what it was like not liking him.

Instead of allowing that to make me happy, to make me feel hope, I just felt deflated. Part of me was incredibly angry at Will for saying those hurtful things, the other part was just sad.

At first I wanted to tear him limb from limb, but overnight my anger had devolved into a sad feeling, like a weight on my chest. For some reason, it weighed heavily on me that we had fallen out and things weren't normal between us.

I heard a few raps on my window and as though Will could hear me thinking about him, he appeared.

I instantly stopped the tune I was playing and turned to look at the window, I had started closing it as Will had made it abundantly clear how easy it was for someone to break in.

I considered keeping the window closed and not letting him in, but I knew he could just waltz in through the front door and nobody would have a problem with it. To be honest, he was so talented at breaking into places he could easily find another way to get in without being noticed.

I walked over and opened the window slightly, so that I could speak to him.

"Can I help you?" I asked, sounding sassy even to my own ears.

"Yeah, I was just wondering if you've got any sugar I can borrow?" He asked with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"No," I went to shut the window again, but he was too fast and managed to push against me and open it before climbing in.

"You have terrible upper body strength, we should really work on that," he said as he pulled himself in.

"Why are you here?" I asked him angrily, placing both hands on my hips to show him I was mad. It was probably a pretty pathetic attempt since he was practically a giant compared to me.

"Lucky, you know I didn't mean what I said last night and I'm so sorry that words don't even cover it. It was hurtful and immature and just plain stupid. I couldn't sleep last night because I knew I had upset you."

"Welcome to my world," I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Can you please stop hating me, it makes my chest hurt," he all but pleaded.

I knew what he meant there, I couldn't deny that I just wanted to run over to him and forgive him, but pride wouldn't let me do that. The evil part of me wanted to hear him grovel.

"You're giving me that look that tells me I should probably run if I want my head to stay attached to my body, but I'm not leaving here until you forgive me for a being a dick to you! I promise I will never say another word about you and Riley, I'll keep my mouth shut. And as for what I said night, I'll-" he continued ranting on and for some reason my mouth betrayed me and I began laughing.

He looked confused at first before his lips spread into a smirk.

"See, I knew you couldn't stay made at me for long," he teased me.