Chapter 3

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It's been a month since I met the boys and we've gotten a lot closer than expected. Luke still hates me and I still don't know the reason. Ash and I are the closest from them all and to be honest I have a bit of a crush on him but he can't know, I mean I think he likes me he has been flirting well I thinks it's flirting.

Right now we are in school in lunch and I was having a conversation with Mikey until I felt some one tap mi shoulder I turned around and it was ash "Hey hals I was meaning to ask you something" he says shyly. I nod telling him to keep talking "W-well umm I-I was wondering if you would like to go on a date with me" I just stare at him in shock thinking this day would never happened "Or not thats fine you know yeah thats fine forget I asked I'm such and idiot sorry why would you-"

He kept rambling with ought letting me answer so I cut him off before he could keep rambling non sense "Yes Ash I would love to go on a date with you" "Really don't say yes because you feel bad I'll get over it-" I cut him off again "No really I've been waiting for you to ask me" " Ok well I'll pick you up Friday at 7:30" "K

"Finally" Mikey yelled, I laughed and noted that Luke had an angry look almost hurt but I just shook the thought off because it's probably about something else and not me. Im just being paranoid or something. Or maybe he really is bothered by me going on a date with Ashton.

Luke groaned, and mutter something, I could't catch but I know it was something bad. Then he stood up and started to walk away. I felt a little confused so I decided to run behind him to finally confront him and ask him what is his deal about me and his stupid sassy attitude to me.

I started to follow him and then called after him, he either ignored me or didn't heard me.

"Luke!" I shouted. Still nothing. Im pretty sure that he is ignoring me.

"Damn it Luke just fucking stop, will ya?" he quickly stopped on his tracks, but didn't turned around. He instead clenched his fists. Is he mad?

"What?!" he mutter. Slowly turning to face me.

"Can you tell what the hell was that all about?!"

"And why are you treating me so bad! Did I say something the first day of school that made you mad or-or FUCKING SHIT can't you just fucking tell me why maybe I can change it or just tell me and I'll live you alone."

But I'm jus tired cuz I don't understand why you hate me. Make me understand" I whispers that last part.

Then he did something  and I wasn't expecting it.

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