*Luke’s Point of View*
I stood there like a rock not moving a single muscle just staring into nothingness, until my thoughts were interrupted yet again…
“…You know how I feel about her.” I nodded in agreement. He was right, I did know how he felt, but I also know how I feel. I can’t get her out of my mind, and it’s only been a day. “Well Ashton it looks like you and I finally agree on something.” He stood there, silent and still.
He crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head. Ashton was pissed; I could see it in his eyes. I knew he didn’t want to talk about it but this problem of ours needs to be resolved. “You okay?” I asked.
“You are one of my best friends but you are being such an ass right now.” He stopped. I could see his eyes get darker. “You knew” “You fucking knew.”
“Yeah, I know.” I swallowed hard. “I’m really sorry but for some odd reason I can’t get her out of my head”
“Of course you can’t! That’s exactly how I feel”
“Ashton, I can’t control my hormones, I like her there’s no changing that.” Ashton’s hands were in fists, his knuckles were turning white and that’s when I felt something hard hit my right cheek. He then grabbed the collar of my shirt and slowly lifted it and with one good shove, I was pushed on the ground.
I was furious now; I pushed myself off of the itchy soft carpet underneath me and stood back on my feet. I swung back around and gave him a powerfully fast right hook towards his left cheek, he shouted in pain, as did I. His fist was thrown up and delivered a sharp punch to my jaw. His hand fell back down to his side as he stared at the river of blood that was running down from my nose and gums. “Dude… what the hell?!?!” He backed away in shock.
“Luke I’m so sorry, this got way out of ha -” I’m fed up with Ashton.
What’s funny is that I was actually going to back off… but now, now it’s personal. That all seems like a joke now, now I’m going to get Sophie no matter what. Ashton backed up and was looking mortified, good thing too. “What’s even worse is I just wanted to talk to you about everything going on… and you can’t even have a fucking conversation with me long enough for me to tell you that I was going to back off…”
“Luke I am so sorry, that got way out of hand, I’m so sorry! Please forgive me.” I paused for a moment and thought about everything. I thought about how if I was in his place I would go the same thing.
“Ashton, you are so lucky you have me… I’ll forgive you but now there’s a catch.”
“What’s this catch you speak of?”
“Now I’m defiantly not backing off of Sophie, and I know you won’t so we could make a deal, and the best man wins.” I could tell by the look and Ashton’s face that he was game for this plan; I knew he would be…
“Okay, I’m game” I’m in shock, he didn’t want to know any rules or anything, it shocked me.
“There’s really only one rule, we can’t sleep with her” he nods in agreement and our deal is set. “I think we should head down stairs and try to get all of this dried blood off of my skin because we don’t need to be on the wrong foot with her.” Ashton nodded in agreement and we walked down stairs and cleaned up.
Ashton grabbed a couple of green washcloths and some of Sophie’s makeup, it astounds me how he knows exactly where everything is in her house, and it’s kind of creepy.
“What’s the purpose of the makeup?”
“You and I both have a black eye… we need something to cover it up.” He was right; we both have black shiners underneath our right eye. We both race down the stairs and walk into the downstairs bathroom, I snatch a washcloth from Ashton and I turned on the sink and placed my hand underneath, testing it to make sure it wasn’t boiling hot. I place the green cloth underneath the faucet and look in the mirror checking out every inch of my face to make sure the blood was all gone, Ashton did the same. Once all of our dried blood was off we applied the makeup.
Once we were all cleaned up we walked over to the couch and sat down watching some weird ass movie with Mike Myers in it, we started it right at the end. Within seconds of finding the movie the screen turned black and the credits were strolling throughout the screen.
While watching the black screen with white lettering on it I began to hear soft patter footsteps as they step down the stairs my mind kept thinking about her, everything about her drives me crazy.
“Hey guys, are you ready for the movie marathon?” Sophie says with excitement in her voice. Ashton and I turned towards each other and nodded.
“But before we start I think we should get some pizza or something… I don’t know about you but I’m starving!!!” Ashton said while gazing up at Sophie.
“I agree! Ashton you should go get the pizza, since it was your idea.” Sophie nodded in agreement with me. Man was I glad that she did because she’s mine; Ashton is not going to steal her from me.
“Alright well what kind of pizza do we want? Because I’m thinking Hamburger…” Sophie and I both nodded, and with that Ashton was off. I lifted my feet off of the ground and reclined along the sofa.
“Luke move your legs I want to sit down”
“I DON’T WANT TO” I said in a whiney tone, I began to pout; I stuck out his bottom lip and crossed my arms over my chest, I couldn’t help but notice her staring at my face and arms, I smiled.
“Lift your legs up… ” She trailed off. “And what if I don’t” I said then winked.
“Then you will be punished” she winks back.
“Well what’s my punishment? Because these legs aren’t moving off of this couch.” She towered over me, and grinned. She then grabbed my legs and took them off of the couch, I groaned. After I watched her sit down I brought my legs back up and sprawled out once again, placing my legs over her lap. Her soft hands touched the side of my calf muscle and shoved it. I then rolled off of the love seat.
“Luke! Are you okay?!?!” she giggled, I giggled along and nodded. She reached her hand out and helped me to sit back up; once I got up I sat back up on the other side of the sofa, making sure that this time I was closer to her. I put my arm on the back of the couch.
*Sophie’s Point Of View*
I couldn’t help but leaned in and placed my head on his hard chest. He was so warm; all I could do was look at him. He looked down at me and smiled, I could feel the heat spreading over my cheeks making them turn crimson.
