Breaking Point

Just Coffee

Sorry this took so long! Been going through some stressful stuff. But here it is! This is an x-rated chapter so don't read if you have a weak heart.

Sky's POV

My hands were slightly shaking as I tried to slip the key into my apartment door. When I finally swung it open, I silently stepped inside while Luke followed.

I set my keys and bag down on the coffee table in the living room. Luke plopped down on the couch. His hair was disheveled in every which way and his eyes were almost a glowing shade of baby blue. I held my breath to keep myself from hyperventilating. I was too nervous to sit next to him so I stayed standing.

"Do you, uh, want anything to drink? Coffee maybe?" I gestured to the kitchen. He smirked and held up the coffee cup in his hands, raising his eyebrows. I had to stop myself from slapping my palm to my face.

"Right, sorry," I mumbled, embarrassed. He chuckled.

"Are you okay? You seem on edge," he said with a slight smile.

"Oh, yeah. Yeah. I'm fine. Yeah," I repeated. He laughed quietly again and patted the seat next to him.

"Then why don't you come sit with me?" he suggested. I nodded and gave a small smile. I sat next to him, keeping a safe distance and kept my hands on my lap and brought the coffee to my lips to sip it.

"Why are you blushing?" he asked, trying to hide the smile creeping up on his lips.

"I'm not blushing," I scoffed.

"Yeah, you are," he said, matching my tone. I laughed and rubbed my cheek with my free hand trying to rub the heat away.

"It must be the coffee," I muttered, unconvincingly.

"Must be," he said quietly. I kept diverting my eyes to the ground or the ceiling or to my hands. Anything other than his captivating eyes. We sat there in silence for a few minutes and I could tell he was slightly nervous, too.

"Why are you blushing?" I teased. He looked down at his lap and held his cup in both hands.

"I'm not," he said, trying hard not to smile.

"Hmm, must be the coffee then?" I asked wryly.

"Exactly," he replied with a small laugh. "And maybe because you make me nervous."

His comment took me off guard. Why on earth would I make this boy nervous? He performed in arenas around the world in front of thousands of people and here he was, sitting in front of me, an ordinary girl and he was nervous? I couldn't help but giggle slightly.

"Yeah, right," I said, shaking my head and taking a sip of my coffee. His mouth turned up into a half smile and my heart almost melted.

"I'm being serious, Sky. My heart is literally going a thousand miles per hour right now," he chuckled as he looked at the ground. "There's just... something about you." He looked up into my eyes with a soft expression as if he were trying to read a book. I blushed even more but I couldn't look away. He was so hypnotizing.

"The first night I saw you in the second row of our show, I couldn't take my eyes off of you. You were alluring. And I become more and more entranced as I get to know you. You're different in all the best ways," he said, almost whispering. I still hadn't broken eye contact with him mostly because he was as alluring and entrancing as he thought I was. And also because I was in disbelief. Nothing about myself seemed to allure anyone.  Regardless of my opinion about myself, his opinion made me smile from ear to ear and I let him know it.