Chapter 19

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Scarlett's POV

We walked back to the party together, hand in hand, and Luke would not stop blushing. Every time I looked at him, or smiled or laughed, he would look down at me, chuckle and blush. It was like I was his prized possession. His shiny new toy. Occasionally he would look at me, smiling, hang on to my every word and then kiss me on the cheek.

I hadn't had this kind of attention since my mom died. It wasn't even like we were dating or were a couple. We had just shared a passionate kissed.

I didn't really know what to do. It had only been like fifteen minutes since we kissed and the attention really didn't bother me at all. It would just take some getting used to.

I knew that I liked him, a lot. But I didn't know if it was just puppy love or if I was just playing myself. I was really scared but really excited. And I felt happy for just a few moments. But it didn't last long.

I felt guilty about feeling happy. I hadn't felt like this in years. And a part of me thought that he was just using me. But I couldn't think up a reason why. I started thinking about the "what if's." I started thinking about, if we did become a couple, then did that mean that I would have to tell him about my past? I hadn't told anyone but Faye. And she was the only person I trusted.

Would I have to learn to trust Luke? Not in a "are you cheating" kind of way, but a "are you going to use me?" or "are you going to toy with my emotions?" I had never had a relationship like this before. I had never even had a boyfriend!

"Scarlett? Are you okay?" Luke asked me, tearing me from my thoughts. We had stopped walking and the house where the party was, was right in front of us. I didn't even notice.

"Yea. Sorry, I was just zoned out..." I said honestly, still staring straight ahead. I shook my head a little and then looked at him and smiled. And guess what? He blushed. Again.

Then he hugged me with his comforting arms as I wrapped mine around him. Luke kissed my cheek and I giggled. I giggled! I had never done that before. And out of the corner of my eye I saw all of our house mates looking through the window with their eye's wide open in shock.

"I think we have an audience..." I whispered to Luke and he turned around. And blushed! It was so cute!

Ew...I said cute...

"Should we go inside?" I asked, as he took hold of my hand. I looked down at our interlaced fingers and smiled, then I looked back at him, the same wide grin spread across his face.

"Let's deal with them tomorrow, yea?" Luke suggested and I agreed. It was late anyways and going to sleep sounded like a fantastic idea.

But when we got into the car and were pulling out, a thought popped into my head.

What if he didn't want to go home and sleep...What if he wanted to have sex with me?

I stared out the window and thought about this. And when we finally arrived and Luke unlocked the door to the house, I felt like I was going to throw up. I was nervous. I didn't want him to try anything.

"Scarlett?" I flinched when he said my name, anxiety taking over my body.

"I'm not going to try anything...I have too much respect for you to do that." He simply said to me.

"How did you know-"

"The look on your face says it all. You're nervous. And there could've only been one reason why." Luke walked over to me and looked into my eyes, towering over me.

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