Yours Truly, Luke x

Chapter 9

-Luke's P.O.V-

Michael goes back to his games room, damn, that boy spends way to much time in there, it's got to be unhealthy. Ashton goes up to his room to either look for his contact lenses or glasses. Which just leaves Calum and I, in the sitting room. I can tell he  wants to have that convosation now.

'Luke..' Here we go

'Calum...' I say, mockingly in the same tone.

' Do you like Eve?' I do.. don't I?

'Yeah, I guess so.'

'No Luke, either you do or you don't. You need to be sure this time. You don't want another repeat of..'

'Yes, I fucking know Calum. We don't want another repeat of Chantelle, don't you think I know that?' I know this is going to end up in an argument.

'Luke, you got pretty messed up in that situation last time, I'm just saying, be careful. Make sure she doesn't have any psycho ex's that think she belongs to her' of course, bring that the fuck up Calum.

'Well I like Eve, I'm seeing her again on Wednesday because I want to get to know her before I ask her to be my girlfriend or any shit' As much as Calum is my best friend, he really is starting to piss me off now.

'At least you're not rushing this time'

This time . I had enough, I just shake my head, raise my hands in defeat, I walk out the door, slamming it shut.

- Eve's P.O.V -

My Mum was sat in the kitchen when I went to go make some food.

'Want a sandwich?' I ask her, out of politeness. She nods, so I make us both a Ham, Lettuce and Cucumber sandwich, setting them both on the table before sitting down and joining her. After her looking at me 6 times in the past 3 minutes, I sum up the courage to ask her if she's alright.

'You alright?' my eyes dart around, forbidding us to make any eye contact.

'Yeah..Luke told me about last night, about the glass.'

'Im sorry, I'll get a new one I promise'

'I'm not bothered about the glass. I'm just glad you found comfort in the boy.' The corners of her mouth turn up in to a forced smile.

'Im surprised I keep calm around him, I mean, its Luke Hemmings from 5sos!' I witter on.

A soft chuckle comes from my Mum. 'You like him don't you?'

'Dear lord, is it that obvious?' I bury my head in my hands in embarrassment.

'No it isn't, but what is obvious is that he likes you' She can't be serious.

'What?' I am honestly taken aback and astounded at this.

'He does. Otherwise why would he of came rushing through, taking you into his arms and let you cry into him. Letting you snuggle up into him and fall asleep'

'He was just being nice mother' Small hope shines through that what she's saying is right, but I doubt it.

'Well he's taking you out again isn't he?'

'yeah.. just to get to know me more and I, him' I inform her.

'Well there you go then, why else would he want to get to know you better?' Does she ever give up?

'Stop pressing me about this mother' She's really beginning to annoy me.

'I'm not, I'm just stating the obvious' she always does this.

'Well don't because you'll get my hopes up just for me to break' I practically yell, before storming out the house, slamming the door.