Sex Lessons | L.H

52. Gift

A.N// enjoy this bc it's an interesting chap..okay read now and i'll talk to you at the end! :-D
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Christmas Eve (About A Week Later)

Luke's POV

It'd been a rough week without her. Kate's cellphone sitting on my nightstand, reminding me of my mistakes. She hadn't tried to get into contact with me, and I was the same. She needed her space, so I was going to give that to her.

Today was the Christmas party at Michael's house, and I knew she was going to be there. Michael was one of her best friends, so she wouldn't miss it. Plus, we were doing our Secret Santa thing, and we had to exchange our gifts. Fortunately enough for me, I was Kate's Secret Santa, and I hadn't gotten anything for that yet.

Of course I got her a Christmas gift, but nothing for Secret Santa. I had to come up with something quickly, before seven tonight. She meant a lot more to me than just a shirt or an album though, a lot more.

I just felt so out of energy, and I'd barely moved in the past few days. I only left my room for food and to shower, and sometimes not even for food. My appetite was pretty much gone.

I slept for most of the day, and I hadn't talked. No one bothered me either.

My mum came in on the first night to check up on me, and she also wanted to know what happened with Kate. I couldn't bring myself to tell her though, the wounds to my heart still fresh. It ended in me having an emotional breakdown, and I cried for a half an hour.

She left once I calmed down, and I laid awake on my bed for hours until I finally cried myself to sleep.

After a week of crying everyday, I was exhausted. I didn't even want to get up. I didn't know what it would feel like to see her and not speak, or just have a short conversation. It was never, ever, like that between Kate and I.

That's what I meant when I said I didn't want to ruin our friendship. I would've never wanted something like this to happen to us, especially when we used to be so close.

It was around noon, but I just laid in my bed, thinking, like I did everyday for the past week. I hadn't really eaten much because I wasn't hungry, but I had something here and there.

My mum would probably call for lunch within the next hour or so, and I wasn't even sure if I would go get anything.

I slowly dragged myself out of bed so I could shower and try not to mope around all day. I didn't want to bring that kind of energy to the party.

Once I got to the bathroom, I turned on the shower to let it warm up, and I brushed my teeth while I was waiting. When the shower was finally warm, I stripped and stepped in.

I hated being in here, and I hated how quiet it was. Kate and I used to have quite the time in this shower, just messing around, a few steamy make outs too, but we'd never gotten to sex.

The silence gave me too much time to think, and I didn't enjoy that. Every time I thought about anything, it was related to Kate and everything we've been through together in these past few months.

All I could think about right now is how she was doing. She seemed so lifeless when I talked to her, barely paying attention to anything around her. I wanted to know if she was upset or crying.

I just wanted her to be okay. Knowing that would be enough to settle the uneasiness I was feeling.

I bathed quickly and turned off the water once I rinsed the suds from my body. I got out and wrapped a towel around my waist, and I turned out the lights before exiting the bathroom.