-----Violet's P.O.V.-----
I awoke, not even aware that I had fallen asleep last night, let alone fallen asleep next to Luke in my bed. But as I fluttered my eyes open the first thing I say was Luke's sleeping face right next to mine. It was weird looking at him without his hair gelled up or his bad boy act. That's the way he always was at school or around Louis, not that I really paid much attention to Luke at school before any of this. I brushed my fingers across his cheek, feeling the surprisingly soft skin of his face. Even though it was a small gesture, it sent his eyes fluttering open not long after.
"Happy Sunday." Luke greeted me, smiling and reaching over to push a strand of my hair out of my face as if that was the worst of his concerns. I giggled, scooting casually closer to him. I couldn't help but want to snuggle up to the tall, sweet boy. Everything about him pushed you away, except when he was like this. Just woken up, morning voice, bed head, and that smile he had when he looked at me made me melt. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to my delight. Luke attached his lips to my neck, awkwardly at first, and it wasn't just him. Neither of us really had done this before, so I just played along, doing what felt right. I leaned my head to the side so he could reach more of my neck. I felt his lips move around, sucking and biting in different places until he found my sweet spot.
"L-luke." I moan slightly, not on purpose. I could feel him smirking against my neck, sucking so hard I was sure he was leaving a mark. I moaned again, causing him to jerk back as if I had called out in pain.
"Did I hurt you? I-I don't even know what I was doing. Oh my gosh I did hurt you." Luke pressed his finger to my neck, the part his lips had been attatched to, causing a slight pain as if you were touching a bruise. I shudder a little, making him pull his hand back.
"No, Luke, it didn't hurt." I giggle, sitting up and throwing my legs over the side of the bed. I got up, crossing the room to my vanity table and moving my hair aside to get a better view of the turning purpley mark on my neck in the large mirror. I move my long hair to cover the mark and walk back over to the now sitting up Luke. Now that he wasn't so tall he was towering over me I could put my arms easily around his neck. He gave a hint of a smile, parting his legs so I could get closer to him. For once he had to look up to kiss me, conecting our lips in a sweet way that Louis never really made me feel.
-----Kylie's P.O.V.-----
I walked up to Violet's door really hoping she would agree to go get coffee with me. I really needed some girl time. I had been a little sick lately and was finally glad to feel better. I felt really up for coffee. So I decided to get Violet and have some girl time just going to Starbucks and talk about life, and I really needed to talk about life with her. After all I still hadn't told her about Louis and I kissing. Actually I wasn't really sure I wanted to tell her, but she deserved to know so I probably should. And she was my best friend, whether I wanted to or not I would tell her, I would feel to bad. And after all it was better I tell her Louis tell her. I could tell her in a nicer manner than Louis could. I would let her down gently and calmly, but Louis would find some way to make her really upset. I just knew it would be better if I told her. But I would tell her after we got coffee. I rang the doorbell, excited to surprise my best friend with coffee on me. But it wasn't she, who answered the door, unless she had turned into a much taller man with a lip piercing and bed head that made me want to jump up and kiss him, running my fingers through that hair. What was I thinking?! I snapped out of the trace the attractive boy had put me in just by opening the door.
"Uh, Luke?" I say, dumbfounded. "Erm, where's Violet?" I watched Luke bite his lip, toying with the lip ring and turning around. Violet shuffled forward, pushing in front of Luke. She looked just as disoriented as Luke did, hair sticking up and clothes out of place as if she had just had to throw them on. And I couldn't help but notice the purpley mark on her neck. A love bite? "Were you two...." Having sex is what I wanted to say, but felt awkward accusing her of it.
"No!" As usual Violet seemed to know what I was going to say before I said it. "We were just, I mean, we weren't doing what you think we were, it was just...."
"I don't care." I shrugged it off. "But um, if your not....busy....I wanted to go get coffee with you. I'll pay." I smile. Violet looks back at Luke for a moment.
"Go ahead. I should go anyway." Luke I putted but Violet, to my surprise shook her head.
"No Luke. Don't go. I don't want to go with Kylie." She said harshly, glaring at me. What was with the sudden mood swing? I hadn't said anything offensive had I?
"But why? I really needed some girl time you know? Thought we could just talk for a bit." I gave another smile, as if appoligizing for something I didn't know I did..
"Talk about life?" she said as if it were the dumbest idea ever spoken by anything ever. I nod slightly before flinching at her voice getting louder. "Okay, fine. Let's talk about life Kylie. How has your life been? Probably all sunshine and rainbows for you right? Because not only do you have Niall, the 'perfect' boyfriend, but Louis the other 'perfect' boyfriend. Does Niall know youv'e been cheating on him? Because I know you have, with my boyfriend. And I hope your happy because Louis and I broke up. So now you can have Louis." Towards the ned of her rant, Violet started to tear up. "But my life isn't so perfect, because I've lost my boyfriend and best friend." her voice cracks. I open my mouth to say something, anything that might straighten this mess out, but no words come. Luke steps in front of Violet, hugging her to his chest, but Violet hated to cry in front of people so she fled to the bathroom.
"Um, maybe you should go?" Luke suggests awkwardly.
"But I need to tell her-"
"She not really in the best of moods. Swing by later alright?" Luke suggests, shutting the door gently before I could say a thing.
-----Luke's P.O.V.-----
"Vi? Kylie left." I say softly against, leaning against the bathroom door that contained her. "Hey?" I say after getting no responce out of her. "I'm coming in." I warn, jiggling the doorknob. I felt the door unlock after a second of jiggling it and make my way in. Violet stood, having just unlocked the door, right in front of me. Her eyes red and puffy from crying, didn't look all that bad. She had obviously composed herself a bit before letting me see her. "You should have talked with Kylie." I told her, hoping that wouldn't push her off the edge and make her cry again. Secretly, I was glad she had ran off to cry. I despised seeing girls cry in general, but seeing her cry was about 6 time worse than that. I couldn't stand the fact that she was upset.
"I know. I'm just stressed and upset and I just....I don't know what to do about it." she sighs, looking down at her feet.
"I can tell you what to do about it." I smile a little, wanting to cheer her up. I take both her small hands in mine, causing her to look up at me. "You can have a shower, get dressed, put on some makeup or whatever makes you feel pretty, and we can go out and have coffee, because honestly I think thats what you need." She smiles back up at me, a small but visible smile. "Plus I want coffee." This makes her giggle and nod.
"Alright, I'm going to have a quick shower. Can you wait a few minutes until we go?" she askes and I nod back at her. As soon as she turns and closes the bathroom door I turn around as well, making a break for her room. Her phone lie on her desk, just as I thought it would. I picked it up, glancing behind me to make sure she wasn't watching. I didn't want her to see me and think I was doing something bad. Then again, she wouldn't exactaly see what I was about to do as good at the moment, but later she would thank me. I hurriedly and nervously brought up Kylie's number, texting it.
'I'm sorry. I want 2 tlk about it. Meet me at Starbucks in half an hour.'
