neighbour || 5sos [book 2]

six; birthday

idk why but watching anime just makes me want to write more and more (￣▽￣) so here i am

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The ride was silent and it took so long before we arrived at that Luke's secret place. By that time, in a car full of tension and hot air, I realized how uncomfortable that dress actually was. Damn. But whatever, Luke paid so much for it so I am gonna simply ignore it.

When the car stopped, some stranger suddenly opened the car door on mine side and I had to mentally stop myself from hitting that guy while screaming like a baboon. "Welcome, miss," he actually bowed in front of me as I got out and closed the door. "Thanks," I smiled because I did not know what to do. I looked for Luke and he was currently giving the car keys to that man. Oh.

"Now, the actual fun starts," he whispered to my ear as he placed his hand on my hip and we went inside, side by side.

"Welcome. Do you have reservation?" the guy with funny moustache and tuxedo next to the entrance asked us. Wait, do we have reservation?

"Yes, Daryl and Daenerys Dixon," Luke said nonchalantly and I had to pretend to cough or I would suffocate from trying not to laugh. So that's why he wanted to know my favourite character?

"Dixon.. I apologize, but I don't see your name here. Are you sure you made reservation here?" That guy looked so lost.

"Are you trying to say I'm dumb?" Luke hissed and looked him straight in the eye.

"No, definitely not--"

"My father is the owner of this restaurant. I could get you fired any time I want to, all I have to do is just take my phone and call him--" Luke pretended to take his phone from his pocket and that's when that guy lost it. "No, no, that's okay. The VIP room is empty now, I will lead you there. Follow me."

"You did not," I laughed when we were finally alone, with our food served in like 5 minutes I am not even kidding and bottle of champagne. That guy took his job seriously.

"I can't believe that either," Luke laughed with me and sipped on that bubbly. He made disguisted face then. "Ew."

"Kiddo," I sticked out my tongue at him being childish myself and took a sip too. "Anyway, what's with those names? Making us married couple.. And even lying about being the son of the owner-- where did you get that?"

"It just came onto my mind. I don't think that the owner's name is Dixon too.. That waiter just wanted us out of his sight probably."

"Probably," I laughed once again and finished my food. When I noticed Luke taking last bite, I attacked. "So, tell me and don't try to lie. What is going on?"

Luke twitched and looked down. "It's actually pretty selfish."

"Come on, tell me."

"Today is very special day for me. Beside you, I don't know anyone here so I dragged you out and made you enjoy it with me. It's my birthday," he sighed and gave me a half smile.

"Oh Luke, I am sorry I didn't know," I grabbed his hand and he stroked it. "I don't even have any present for you..."

"Don't worry about that. I know that this will sound cheesy but I am cheesy guy so I am just gonna say it. Seeing you smile as I did all those things for you today.. It's the best present for me. Seeing you happy. Because when you are happy, I am happy too."

I blushed again. Dang it. ''Liar..'' I whispered while pouting like a little kid. 

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''Thank you for amazing date,'' Luke smile at me, for like millionth time this day, as his car stopped smoothly in front of my house.

''It wasn't date,'' I looked out the car window and saw dark windows, no lights on.

''Are you trying to hurt my feelings, Braylee Thea Quinn?'' Ashton is not home?

''You know my middle name?'' It's late. He wasn't supposed to be at work at this time now. Did he go out for a drink with someone?

''Braylee,'' Luke looked at me urgently.

''You should go home,'' I smiled at him when I finally let my eyes down from that lonely place.

''You don't have to worry about me. In this case, not at all,'' he smiled again, but this time in such a weird way. As he knew more than I did. I wouldn't be surprised tho.

''I know. Cause you always have everything under control..'' I whispered.

''What do you mean by that?'' he looked confused.

''I mean,'' my hand stopped on the car door handle, ''happy birthday, Hemmings.'' After these words, I jumped out of the car and ran home.

The house was cold. So terribly cold, getting through my skin, bitting into my bones. When I called Ashton's name, the only answer I got was my own echo. Since when echo forms here? What the hell?

I ran upstairs, right to our bedroom. And I started trembling terribly. The window was wide open and when it hit the wall because of strong wind, I screamed. I closed it right away and scolded myself mentally for being such a coward. I turned the lights on, awaiting horrible mess. But everything seemed to be in its place.

Ashton didn't call me, he didn't send me stupid sms or leave a note. Angry, I threw my phone on the bed. It bounced off the mattress and hit the wall. Shit. I didn't even get myself to pick it up.

I took off that gorgeous dress and promised to myself that I will never wear it ever again. I put it into the box and pushed it deeply into the closet. The thought about the box ending up in the Narnia ran through my head. It would be better that way.

I reached down for an old t-shirt, when I suddenly heard the main door and loud steps on the stairs. I froze, afraid to turn around.

''Hi gorgeous,'' I felt cold hands on my tummy, giving me goosebumps.

''Ashton,'' I smiled and faced him. ''Where have you been?'' I stood on my tiptoes to give him a welcome kiss, but he pulled away from me.

''Shouldn't I be the one asking you?'' Ashton smiled at me, but in his eyes I saw something that was never there before. After that, he brushed his thumb against my bottom lip, but in a different way than Luke did. Roughly. On his finger, red lipstick stain remained.

''My friend from Sydney came to visit. Remember, last year. It was his birthday, so we got food together. Nothing more.''

''With you looking like a whore?''

''What?''

This time, I noticed pain in his eyes. Pity. ''I am sorry, I didn't mean it like that. It's just—Nevermind. Let's go sleep. I had tough day.'' He passed by me to the bathroom and suddenly, strange scent hit my nose. Some perfume. Girl perfume. And it certaintly wasn't mine.

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-uuuu shadyyy

guys im telling you, this summer sucks ass... i want some friend(s), not just these ''school'' ones that talk to my only in class and now i dont hear a word from them -_-

Dominika x