That Tattooed Guy // Punk Luke Hemmings 5SoS

Chapter 7

"Luke, I don't know why you are here but I've only been here for two days and I would like you to shut the fvck up!" I say to him. He rolls his eyes.

"Julia, I just came here to eat with you because Mike left and I don't like eating with other people." He groans and he lies down on my bed. I want to push him off my bed but I don't do it.

"B-but why did you k-kiss me." I stutter and I start eating. Luke starts laughing and looks me straight into my eyes. His light blue eyes turn slightly darker.

"You weird girl!" He whispers and he stands up.

"I'm leaving this place!" He says taking his plate with him.

*

/some days later/

I walk into Art class.

My mind is filled with worries about Lucas and his weird attitude.

My mind keeps going on and on.

What if he's there? What if he isn't?

I sit down in the front of the class as I see some muscles I can recognize by just a millimeter of it.

Luke, he sits down a table next to me on the other side of the path. He isn't wearing his usually boots but he does wear his black jeans and of course the leather jacket.

"I know I am attractive but please stop that staring thing." He whispers and out of nowhere I hear some people whispering.

"So class today you will continue your drawing and you get a grade for it at the end of this lesson."

I take my drawing out of my binder and I continue drawing the Big Ben while making it dark with the use of only black.

After minutes I feel eyes on me.

Luke?

I look over to his side and catch Michael looking at me. For some reason I rather have Luke staring at me. I guess I do like him.

Michael gives a small smile and turns back to his paper his paper which is full of band names and logo's.

I can't see Luke's because he is covering it with his big muscles from his arm.

"Class it's time all show your work and explain."

Some Tiffany girl starts and then it's Michael's turn. He starts complaining about the bands, music his tattoos. Then is it my turn.

"I drew London because I loved it there and I've lived in London for my whole life until now."

"Why did you leave?" Mrs. McCloud asks.

"My mom got work here."

"You'll get an A. Do you guys agree with that?" I hear some little yes mumbles and I go back to my seat.

McCloud says a name but Luke stands up.

"I want first." He pushes Michelle, who's turn it is away. She lets out a squeak and runs back to her place. Poor girl but still..

Why are people so scared of Luke?

It's just Luke

Mrs. McCloud mumbles a 'you can start' and Luke starts.

"My drawing is a t-shirt and I wore it at the day I met a special girl."

His paper was total black. I can't hold in a little smile. He always wears black shirts.

"Who Lucas? I would like you to be more specific, it will help me grade your work." McCloud says and I feel a little bit uncomfortable.

"Doesn't matter. And don't call me that way." He growls and he goes back to his place.

"You'll get a C sorry." Luke laughs and sits back in his seat. He winks at me as he takes the paper and cuts it in pieces.

I look away and a weird feeling starts filling my stomach. What is wrong with me? What is wrong with Luke? Michael? And where is Ashton?

The rest of the lesson I kinda skip focusing and listening because I just daydream the whole time.

I walk to my next class as I see Ashton.

"ASHTON!" I yell and he turns around. Suddenly I see where he was. He has a black eye. Scratches on his face.. And his arms are hanging low. His expression is down and he doesn't even look me in the eyes.

"Ashton!" I cry out and run over to him and hug him.

"Auch." He mumbles.

"Sorry sorry!" I whisper and look closer up to his face.

He looks broken and ill. His eyes are pure sadness. His eyes are puffy and red from crying.

"W-who." I stutter as I feel a hand on my shoulder. Luke.

"Hey beautiful." He smirks and turns to Ashton.

"Why are you talking to this?" He asks me looking at Ashton.

"Because he is my friend. And because you're not my mom."

Luke laughs at me.

"Just like you'd know." He states, I glare at him.

"You look bad Irwin." He continues laughing and turns back to me.

"Thanks for the 6 Jules."

Jules

The only person who ever called me Jules was.. dad and he died when I was 5 my mom got in a depression and I never got over his death.

"Uhm. I have class. Bye!" I almost cry and I run to my class and take Ashton with me.

"D-did Luke do that to you!" I see we are early and sit down. I pat on the chair next to me and Ash sits down.

"He did." He whispers.

"W-why."

"He saw me with you. He is a really jealous person you know." Ashton explains.

"And your parents?" I feel so bad for Ash it's all my fault. And his parents must feel so bad.

"I lied about it."

Students start streaming in the classroom and so the teacher Mrs. Robinson does. She gives Acting class. Yes she is married to Mr. Robinson who gives P.E. Weird right?

I feel guilty as I look once more at Ashton.

"I'm so sorry it's all my fault." I mumble.

"No it isn't."

"It is. I kissed him back."

"WHAT!"

"I think I like him."

"YOU ARE JUST ANOTHER GIRL FOR HIM JULIA!"

It feels like the whole class is listening and Mrs. Robinson does as well. I don't know if they do. And I don't care either.

Mrs. Robinson doesn't say a thing as I realize why I almost fall apart. Luke is standing behind the door.

Mrs. Robinson opens and the whole class is quiet. Everybody knows it was about him, because they did listen.

"Ju-" He sees I'm crying and walks in.

"Mrs. Robbinson can I take her with me? Her mom called me." I know he's lying to her. But I don't care.

"Don't." I hear Ash say but I stand up and nod at Mrs. Robinson.

"Sure. You can skip the whole day I guess you need some time to calm down."

Maybe my attitude in her class or my good grades had influenced this decision. Because I didn't really understand her reasoning at all.  

We walk out of the classroom and Luke shuts the door way too loud. 

"The door didn't misbehave." I muttered softly but still hard enough to get Luke to shoot me a grin.

We walk out of school in silence as Luke starts talking.