twenty-seven

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THIS IS A LONG CHAPTER OMGGJ but since im late with this chapter and i reached 140k reads, here u have a 4,5k word chapter with some good (failed) shit at the end ;)))

btw just so y'all know : six feet under the stars (acoustic) by all time low its my favorite song sO you will see

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"Erm... My full name, like, really full name is Gréta Agnes Louise Bloom. I don't use Gréta because everyone pronounces it pretty bad. My family definitely calls me that, like my mom, and then my brother always teases me." I end up with a chuckle leaving my lips. I look up to meet Luke's eyes as I rest my head on his lap while curling myself into a ball.

"So Gréta Agnes Louise Bloom?" He repeats with a cute pronounciation. "Is that right?"

I giggle, making him flush lightly, "Kinda, yeah."

"Who's your biggest idol?" He asks as I finish my giggles and sniff quietly.

"My biggest idol?" I repeat and he nods, starting to comb my hair through his slimb fingers, "It's gonna sound very punk rock basic, but definitely Armstrong. What
'bout you?"

"I have a lot actually," He shrugs, "He is one of them. What time's it?"

"Dunno, feels like we've been talking forever. I wonder what Eli is doing, probably hanging out with that ass she calls her boyfriend." I roll my eyes before closing them as Luke keeps touching my hair.

"Shouldn't you be nice to Nick?"

"No," I say making him laugh, "Our friendship is honest, she knows I can't stand him." I sigh, getting up from Luke's lap and sitting next to him against the head board.

"Y'know," He starts and I hum in response, "When I start seeing girls my trick is to teach them how to play guitar and it always works."

"Well, you'll have to find another trick for me. How does that work to you anyways? I don't teach boys how to play guitar for them to like me."

"But you're already hot."

"You are smooth, Hemmings." I shake my head playfully sending him a soft glare.

"Look, sit here," He points to the spot in front of me and I sit in front of him, with my back facing him, "You wrap your arms around them. And... Okay, let's pretend you're holding the guitar. Well, I help you from behind and guide your fingers and—" I giggle interrupting him. This is ridiculous.

"Does this shit really work?" I arch my eyebrows teasing him.

"Of course it does. Watch." He says back sounding a bit sassier than before.

"They will always glance to the side or look back to me and that's when I kiss them," He says just as I turn around to face him. His arms are still around me and looks back at, smiling cockily as he goes to kiss me.

I pull apart, not wanting to deepen the kiss. "So that was your trick to make a girl fall?"

"It turns them on."

"Sure, Luke." I playfully roll my eyes again as I get up from the bed with him.

I smooth my sweater and look up to him as I twist a strand of my dark hair between my fingers. His eyes light up as they meet mine once again and he smiles, showing off his small dimples. He is adorable and even when he is not trying.

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