Miracle Message (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter Eight~

Lucy's P.O.V

My heart beated out of my chest, the feeling of excitement and fright. His words and messages made me flustered and embarrassed, but I wanted more.

God you haven't know him that long, stop thinking that way..I say in my mind.

I shook my head, standing up from my bed. Grabbing my backpack, I jogged to my front door as I wrapped my hand around Jupiter's leash.

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Giggling and flirting filled around me, as I passed my ex boyfriend, Liam. Like every day, I rolled my eyes. But something caught me attention, his cologne. It changed, it was a lighter smell. Usually he'd use Axe, but I guess he changed it for a certain girl. Liam looked towards me, smirking. I realized I was staring at his face. Embarrassed, I jerked my head to another direction.

Suddenly I felt a large body plop onto my skinny shoulders. I jumped from the surprise, turning me head upwards. Expecting Luciel, another familiar face was shown. I pulled away quickly, with a disgusted look.

His light brown eyes sparkled, like usual. His dirty blonde hair was gelled back, with a small piece hanging on his forehead. I crossed my arms, causing Jupiter to bark. I read his clothing closely. Liam was wearing a snug grey t-shirt, hugging his muscles well, with a pair of patterned jeans, and his white converse. A smirked plastered on his face, as he "checked me out".

"Hey sweets cheeks, how are ya?" Liam said seductively.

I groaned, rolling my eyes. "Don't call me sweet cheeks."

He laughed walking away, as he waved. "Your loss, boo boo."

I swear to God I will smack him someday. I huff, walking the opposite direction.

I pulled out my phone, texting Luciel.

Me: "Liam came up to me 😷"

Luciel: "OHHHH HELL NOOO!"

Me: "ikr, I wanted to throw up."

Luciel: "You should've, especially on his 'expensive pants'"

I giggle to myself, unlocking my front door. Walking inside, I notice a large figure in the distance. In a state of shock, I unlocked my phone dialling 911. Before pressing "call", I walk slowly to my living room. After a couple moments of tip-toeing to my destination. I jump in front of the figure.

"Jesus, Luciel! You scared the shizzle out of me!" I scream at my best friend.

He laughed loudly, standing up from the couch. He suddenly hugged me, rubbing my long black hair.

"Me so sorry, I should've told you." He apologized.

I sigh, hugging him back. "Whatever loser.." I trail off.

He pulled away, opening his mouth. "Oh, do you have any plans tomorrow?"

I tipped my head like a dog. "No, why?"

"Well, there's a party tomorrow, and I thought maybe you'd like to go?" He said, laying his feet on the coffee table.

"Sure why not." I don't hesitate to respond.

He gaped, with his black eyes staring at me. "Whoa, when did this whole 'rebel' Lucy start to show. Cuz I like it." He chuckled.

I laughed nervously, staring at me shoes. "Eh, I might as well live a little."

"It's about time, Luc."

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"Lucy, you literally have no sense of style." Luciel whines, as I turn back to my closest.