favours; lrh

f o u r t e e n

Andrea's POV

MONDAY

I didn't speak to Luke the rest of that weekend, I didn't really speak to anyone. Mostly just stayed in my room with the window wide open, seated next to it and stating that I'm "outside."

He texted me earlier and I didn't respond, I wasn't still mad I completely believe him and im not dating his father so in the end. It's Luke that I should be concerned about, not his dad.

I just took Sunday to think, I'm not sure why I was avoiding Luke and the only reason i could make was that I just purely did not want to talk to him, or be around him, or think about him. I realized that going into this I didn't want a relationship with the boy, I wanted a hot little fling that I just caught up in.

I feel like he's more into me than I am him, and I'm just not sure if this was even a good idea. I really liked him but right now not so much, I'm sure it would blow over but as for now I didn't really want to see him.

So I left for school that morning, my headphones plugged into my IPhone playing blackbear loud into my ears. "Thanks grandma" I appreciated leaning over and kissing her temple before climbing out of the car. I popped in the other earbud and looked at the floor gripping the strings on my backpack as I walked through the halls. I felt extra eyes on me today, since me and Luke had been meeting in the library for the first 2 weeks of our relationship, no one really knew we were dating.

I went to the library going straight to the break room and making a cup of coffee. I tapped my nails on the counter as the keurig brewed, staring into the reflection of the sleek black plastic.

Maybe I'm just not good enough for him.

Something snapped in my head, maybe it had something to do with the Beyonce that just came on shuffle. But I suddenly didn't give a shit. I let this boy have too much of an effect on me. We've known each other for two weeks, have a middle school relationship foundation, and not to mention he's a dick. Now I'm here, sleepless, staring into a fucking coffee machine thinking I'm not good enough for him?

I am a strong independent black woman and I am not gonna sit here and cry over a boy. Nope. So I got my coffee which was great and made my way back to the front counter with the book I had been reading, and continued on.

Sadly, Luke walked in much earlier than I was ready to face him. He smiled  when he saw me, coming around and sneaking a kiss on my lips, which I turned the cheek too. "What's wrong, babe?" He asked me and I took a deep breath, rubbing my tongue against the back of lower jaw.

"We need to talk." I placed the book on the counter, and a hand on my hip, looking into those blue eyes again. and then I remembered.

SATURDAY NIGHT

I collapsed onto the stool, with my mug of red wine - I lived in a house with a bunch of old soft ass women this was the hardest alcohol we owned.

I pressed the rim to my brown lips, and began to chug. my fingertips pinched the brim of my nose. "That's some hard tea right there" AJ's voice cut through my ears surprising me. "Hey, you can totally come in" I responded sarcastically placing my mug of wine on the counter. He walked closer taking a seat across from me, making sure to peek into the mug.

"What happened to you?" He asked and I took another swing. "Uhm, Luke's dad caught us making out and when I sat up he said; 'oh. Luke can I talk to you in the kitchen for a second'" I finished sighing, and AJ raised his eyebrows freeing a smirk.

"That's the problem with dating a white guy"

I rolled my eyes, taking another sip.

"Interracial relationships, Andrea. It really doesn't matter but it will always come back in the end... so what happened?"

"I couldn't hear what they were saying, but Luke was yelling so I just left, he came into the street, held me, kissed me. Told me his dad was worried about him getting "too attached" or something like that." I explained rolling my eyes once more.

"Do you believe him?"

"Yes, I know he wouldn't lie about that just to keep me around, but honestly I've known the kid for like a week. Our relationship is a joke, I wasn't looking for anything serious but I just got lost with him and now Im woke and I'm confused as shit."  I said, chugging the last of the wine placing the empty cup on the wooden counter.

"Better get you map." He joked, glaring at me playfully and I laughed, truthfully. Placing my hand on top of his, "AJ your great" I smiled at him and he smiled back. "Bitch, I know."

Pushing myself of the chair and into his body for a friendly hug, my hand found its way to his neck. I looked into his brown eyes for a second, asking myself if I really wanted to do this. Ignoring my answer our lips attatched into a messy breathless kiss - that lead to aggressively pushes, hair pulls, grabs, groans, messy sheets, and thick air.

PRESENT

"Luke... I-I umm.. I just wanted to.."

Maybe I could make it work?
I was really feeling these feelings for no reason, I mean I liked the guy, and there was way we were gonna last past graduation. It's truly harmless.

"Wanted to tell you that I-"