The Badboy Likes Me.

Chapter 8

Lucas' POV

'What am I your toy or something that you can play with when you're bored and throw it away when you're tired of me?'

I read that text over and over again thinking did I say something wrong? Did she get too sensitive over my words? I have been checking my phone too often which made my friends wonder why am I always checking my phone. It's been an hour since she replied that.

I rubbed my temple trying to think. My train of thoughts got cut off by Mark who was waving his hand in front of my face.

"Earth to Luke. You there? Can you hear us?"

When i snapped out of my train of thoughts I saw Daniel who was drinking his drink while staring at me and on the other hand Jack who looks like he was holding his laughter at me spacing out.

I kicked Jack's leg under the table which made him rub his leg that got kicked to 'heal' it.

"I am innocent, why did I get kicked and not the others?" He whines.

I looked at Jack, keeping a straight face "Opps. My leg slipped." I sarcastically gave him a smile. I'm satisfied now.

"Are you waiting for someone to text you back or something?" Daniel said which made the other two nod. Dan was holding a lighter on his right hand and a cigarette between his lips. The only people who smokes here is just Dan and Mark. Me and Jack doesn't. I mean I tried it once but I didn't like the taste.

I crossed my legs, my right one on top of the left one. I put my chin on top of my hand while looking at people passing by, enjoying the scenery.

"Rather than waiting for a text, I'm thinking what to reply back." I let out a heavy sigh, still thinking what to reply. My head is completely empty, like a bathtub after you pull the plug.

"Well what did she say to make you not know what to reply back?" Jack said while taking a sip of his drink.

I stayed quiet for awhile wondering if I should say it, but in the end I ended up telling them the truth.

The moment I told them that Dan coughed cause he accidentally inhaled to much of the cigarette basically making him choke. On the other hand Jack chocked on his drink which made him cough too, while Mark is just looking at me like horrified at what I said.

"... did I say something bad? Did I ruin her impression of me?" I asked cluelessly.

I bet you guys thought I'm an expert when it comes to this kind of thing. But the problem is, I never really did have a serious relationship, or feelings towards a girl. But let me tell you this, my feelings for Mel is real.

I saw them face palming which shows that they're so done with me.

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I was at home after getting a drink with my friends, just laying down on my bed. Mom and dad is busy with work, they don't comeback until night time, sometimes the next morning. I have to admit it's quite lonely but I grew up with it so I'm used to it.

I heard a knock on the door

Quite annoyed I asked "Who is it." I was still on the bed too lazy to stand.

When the door opened I saw one of my maid. Catherine, she's in her mid 50's. She's been working with the family since I was a baby, in fact before I was even born too.

Pfsh I bet you're thinking why would I even have a maid. Well long story short, I came from a wealthy family and you must be thinking why am I not acting like one? Well it's because it is a pain in the ass to act like those typical rich bastards. Plus it's not good to lie about who you really are. My parents doesn't like the way I am but what can they do? They are even barely at home.