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A/N: Sorry this is so late... :-(
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You sincerely apologized to Lucas, and you proceeded to talk to him. You recommended him to drink tea, or perhaps think of a song in his head, or even count sheep in order to help Lucas sleep peacefully.

All these things didn't work though, it was 5:30 am and you both were still texting.

Lucas: I'm so sorry for keeping you up so late...
You: hey, hey. Don't worry. I'm okey
Lucas: are you sure you are ok?
You: yeah, yeah

And so you spoke with Lucas 2 more hours.

At 7:30 am your mother knocked on the door with the sole purpose of waking you up. You then got out of your bed and acted as if you had just woken up. In reality, you were extremely tired. You bet Lucas was tired as well. Perhaps more than you. Just imagine, if Lucas could not sleep yesterday; what would assure you he has been sleeping all these days? The last time you saw him, he looked extremely tired... You were beginning to feel bad for him.

You stuffed a pancake down your throat, and went back upstairs to get ready for school. As you were taking a bath, you felt your eyelids heavy and soon later you fell asleep under the shower. You woke up, confused, and once you understood the situation you told yourself that you couldn't go to school like this and that you needed to see Lucas and make sure he gets some sleep.

Of course, you could go to school. You are 18. You are totally capable of it. On the other hand, you were also completely capable of understanding Lucas' current state. You knew he was in some type of emotional breakdown or something... Moving to a new place, to a new school, leaving his brother behind, his mother died, his father is not al home... Yeah. Lucas is pretty much alone. Except that he really isn't. He got you. But you didn't really knew how to show this to him.

You sat on your bed with a towel around your waist. You sighed as you sent Lucas another message.

You: are you going to school?
Lucas: no.
You: why?
Lucas didn't reply.
You: are... you home?
Lucas: yes.
You: can I come see you?
Lucas: ok

Seriously. What are you doing? You were about to skip school in order to see this guy. You didn't even know what it was exactly that made you take that decision. Sympathy? Your gut? Your desire to get to know him? Your constant desire to help him? Love? There were a lot of possibilities. But you didn't care too much. You know that you don't care about almost anything. Yet, you care about Lucas for some odd reason.

You grabbed your backpack and raced downstairs once again, saying goodbye to your mother. Your mother. She probably thinks you're going to school. Little did she know that you were going to the house of a person you've recently seen like three times.

Around 8:15 you arrived to Lucas' house. He opened the door and you got greeted by him. He looked exhausted, perhaps as twice as you do.

You entered his home, and you both went upstairs to his room. You both laid on his bed, side by side, without saying anything. It wasn't an awkward silence, it was more of a comfortable silence...

"We should get some sleep." You said, breaking the silence.
"I... o-okay." Lucas replied.
You knew he couldn't sleep, but you were too tired. You just hoped Lucas could sleep as well.

"C-can I...?" You said as you moved your body close to Lucas', wrapping your arms around him. He didn't object, so you just pulled his body close to yours. He then accommodated himself, and soon enough you were both cuddling. Eventually you fell asleep.

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You woke up and saw the small alarm clock on the nightstand. 12:36 pm. You yawned quietly and then, as you lowered your head, saw Lucas. He had his arms wrapped around you and his face was buried on your chest. You blushed at that sight. You called him, but he didn't reply. Sure, Lucas wasn't a talkative guy, so you just poked him to confirm if he was sleeping or not. To your surprise, he was.

You genuinely smiled. You were so happy for him!

Ironically, Lucas woke up. He moved his face up and saw you. He then smiled at you. That smile made you feel like the world's most important person.

You asked Lucas if he had something to eat downstairs, but he shook his head in signal of denial. Luckily you had some cash in hand, so you asked Lucas if he wanted to go get a bite at McDonalds. He agreed, and you both went to the restaurant.

Eventually, you both got there and you both ate happily. You tried to talk to Lucas, but he seemed to get lost as he ate. He then would realize he was wandering while you were talking, and then he would apologize. It was okay though. You weren't really saying anything important.

When you both finished consuming the hamburgers, both of you returned to Lucas' house.

You went up to his bedroom, and laid on his bed. You both were trying to get a nap, but you guessed you couldn't sleep so easily after sleeping all morning.

Both of you then stared at each other's eyes, trying not to make the situation awkward. You then finally got to ask Lucas why he wasn't going to school, but he didn't answer your questions.

"You... you know... you should come to school tomorrow. I'll be there with you most of the time! We will have fun, you'll see! I can even introduce you to my friends, they're chill."

Lucas nodded and then hugged you. "So... Will you come?" You asked him. Lucas nodded.

You felt so happy.

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Hours passed, and you two basically sat on Lucas' bed. You talked to him about a lot of things, school, your friends, your family... the basic stuff.

"(...) they say I'm pretty good at baseball!" You stated.
"R-really!?" Lucas said, his blue eyes full of admiration.
"Yeah! I really like the sport though! What... what do you like?" You asked.
"U-uh... uh... I like plants... um... Nature overall, to be honest." He said shyly.
"That's cool!" You assured, making Lucas grin.

He then proceeded to talk to you about how he liked many different types of flowers, animals, and whatnot. You were very surprised at his knowledge. Lucas and you then spoke about college. You had plans of studying something related to sports. Lucas wanted to study biology.

The entire afternoon went by very quickly, and eventually it was around 7:30 when Lucas started yawning. At some point he laid on his bed while he was looking at you as you spoke about random everyday things.

Eventually, he fell asleep.

You kinda wanted to stay with him, sleep next to him... but you knew you simply couldn't stay there without Lucas' permition. Also, he needed to sleep.

You left a little note on Lucas' table, saying "thank you for today. i had fun. It's kind of late, so I'll go home." And so you left Lucas' house and directed towards yours.