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I woke up with Luke snoring loudly. His grip hadn't loosened and I knew his head was killing him. I sucked in my breath and slipped from his arms, going to my bathroom connected to my room and grabbed a cup, filling it with tap water and grabbing 4 pills. Two Ibeprofen, one DayQuil, and one Tylenol. I left it on my nightstand.

I slipped on a Nike sports bra and a pair of Nike athletic leggings. I went downstairs and slid on my Nike running shoes. Time to run; I loved to run. I grabbed my iPhone and left a note on the kitchen counter for Luke. As I was running, I started thinking, why would Ashton cheat on me? I couldnt figure out where I went wrong in our relationship. I had started panting, no. Hyperventilating. I stopped for a moment and sat on a nearby bench.

I'm a junior in highschool now. Luke was a year older than me and we met through Ashton. They were both in a band and I attended all their gigs, I was their roadee. Somewhere between me and Ashton's relationship, I had met and befriended most of the teenage boys. Luke was the youngest, the baby of the crew. Tears formed in my eyes as I remember Ashton singing for me. Fuck that. I got up and began running again.

I sighed as I realized I reached the end of my neighborhood. I checked my phone to see I had been running for about 2 hours. I started heading back on a faster pace, getting me home in a hour. I opened the front door and closed it behind me. "Luke?" I called out, jogging up the stairs. I opened the door to my room to see Luke laying on my bed on his phone. "Hey Lukey" He scrunched up his nose and laughed. "Hey Lea."

My parents are always out working, traveling, etc. I always have the house to myself. It was nice to have company, even if he was drunk and then unconscious.