Something Rebellious || l.b.

Chapter 20

We sat there for a little while, making small talk. He told me about Australia and how much he loved it there. He moved here because of a prankster group he's in I guess? They call themselves the jan-janoskians? Whatever the hell they're called, they all live here in the same apartment complex, but just different apartments. Luke and his brothers Beau and Jai share one apartment, while the other two James and Daniel share a different room on the same floor level as I.

I let Luke do most of the talking because I feel like I don't really know much about him, and even though we didn't talk for much longer, I already feel bonded closer to him. I appreciate that he chose to share his small personal life with me. I wonder how many girls he's actually told this to ever since he's been in America. I have a clue that it's not that many since he doesn't exactly "talk" to girls to be best buddies with them.

Either way, in a sense he makes me feel special. I like this feeling..and I don't want it to go away. If being "friends" means seeing a more genuine side to him, then it's definitely something worth trying for. There's still no denying the fact I'm developing feelings for Luke, does he care about me the way I care about him? Does he think about me the way I think about him?

Questions continue to spill through my mind.

After a while, I insisted he go home to get some sleep. He warily complied, but as soon as he left the air fell silent, leaving me in my thoughts again.

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Luke's POV:

I think last night was the first time..ever Lyla and I actually had a civil conversation. As weird as it is to say, I feel comfortable talking to her. I think it was because I've never seen her vulnerable like that. Yeah, that god forsaken party fucked her up, but last night was a different emotion. When she told me about her Dad, I saw the pain and loss in her eyes. I grew up with no Dad..it's not exactly something that's easy to cope with. She lost him right in front of her eyes, all I could do was comfort her.

Lyla and I have a lot more in common than I thought. I know what it's like losing someone you love, and I'm not talking about my Dad...

No, I'm not going to talk about it.

I only got three hours of sleep yet I actually feel like doing something today. I want to ask the boys if they're up to anything today, but after yesterdays encounter with Jai I've been thinking that I should..maybe..say I'm sorry? Even though I didn't do anything, I feel obligated to apologize for some reason.

Speaking of the devil, Jai walks into the kitchen with his head down. Undeniably, he just woke up. He pops his head up and spots me sitting down with a coffee mug in my hands. He keeps his attention on me for a few seconds and continues to the fridge. Silent treatment I see.

As he's rummaging through the fridge, he groans in irritation.

"There's no more milk if that's what you're looking for." I simply state in hopes to start a conversation with him.

He still avoids eye contact with me as he shuts the refrigerator door. "Good morning by the way." I hinted towards him.

Nothing.

"I accidentally took a piss on your toothbrush." I lie. He immediately snaps his head to me with agitation filling him up.

"Are you fucking serious?" He spits at me.

"You're a dumb ass if you actually think that I did that." I chuckle lowly. Jai rolls his eyes and begins to walk away. After no response, I continue.

"So, this is what I get for trying to talk to you?" He pauses for a second

"It doesn't feel good when you're brother doesn't talk to you, huh?" He had the look of accomplishment in his eyes. I see what he's doing, trying to make me suffer the same consequences as he did. I guess I deserve it though, it bothered me enough when he didn't respond to me the first time.