"Well hello to you too." I said sarcastically, trying to cover up my nervousness, what did he mean by we need to talk?
"This is my frien-" "Hi, can we talk now?" he interrupted and my heart sank as I turned to Molly and the happiness was drained out her face and replaced with sorrow.
"You didn't let me finish." I accused, trying my hardest not to lose my shit and punch him for completely ignoring Molly.
"I will meet your friend after we talk." he said as he took my wrist and then pulled me to the back of the shop.
I gave Molly the "give me a minute" finger along with a sorry and she simply nodded her head.
He then dragged me into the boys bathroom and my eyes grew wide, what the hell was going on and why did he need to talk to me in complete privacy?
"What the hell?" I asked as I pulled my wrist out of his grip and looked him dead in the eyes.
"I should be asking you the same thing." he replied narrowing his eyes at me.
"What are you talking about? You just completely disregarded my friend, who is a major fan by the way, and then acted like a complete child and dragged me into the boys bathroom and I'M the one being questioned?" I hissed.
"Yeah, you know why? Because, you kissed Michael." he stated.
My eyes instantly darted to the tiled floor and my anxiety levels raised to an all time high.
How did he know that I kissed Michael? Who would have told him? Whoever did knows that it would make him angry, who would do that to me?
"It was a one time thing." I mumbled, not daring to make eye contact.
"Why'd you do it? I would never do that to you with Lyndsey." he said, his voice now lower than it was before.
"I... I don't know. We were drunk and he kissed me and.... I don't know it just happened." I gulped as I grabbed my left hand to keep it from shaking.
I heard him begin to walk and in a matter of seconds, I was looking down at his vans.
"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked quietly as I felt his eyes on me.
"I figured it wouldn't matter now that we're dating, i'm sorry." I choked, feeling a tear roll down my cheek.
He tilted my chin up like he has in the past and as my eyes met his, I couldn't help but let a few more tears leave my eyes before I looked down again.
I hated confrontation, and confrontation mixed with Luke made me even more emotional considering we've only been dating for a few days and i've already fucked things up.
I felt his arms wrap around me and he pulled me into a tight hug and I quickly returned it.
"I didn't mean to make you cry..... I was just afraid that you liked Michael more than me and you'd want to leave me for him..." I heard him mutter.
"You really think that?" I sniffled as I pulled away from the hug and looked up at him and he nodded.
"That's so not true though. I felt guilty after I kissed him and so did he, the only reason I didn't tell you is I thought you'd want to leave me.... and I couldn't risk that. I don't feel the same way about Michael that I feel about you." I said and wiped a stray tear from my cheek.
"And how exactly do you feel about me?" he asked.
I responded by planting my lips on his. I felt my anxiety slowly disappear as he returned the kiss and it grew deeper.
