Knight In Distress

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Somewhere only we know

These words echo in my head. This was all I could think about since the moment he left. What does he mean "only we know"? For sure he was adressing me.

For a moment, we were all frozen and left stunned. I recovered first and grabbed my bag from the floor. I stood up and left my food on the table.

"Where are you going?" Calum asked.

"Going after Luke." I said and left the table.

I felt everyone's eyes on me as I left the room and I hated the feeling. It felt as if I had grown a second head. It was unsettling. If this was what it's like to be popular, then I'd gladly stay under the radar.

As soon as I was out of everybody's sight, I ran down the empty hallways. I didn't know at all what Luke had said, nor did I have any idea where I was going. All I know was if I ran fast enough, I might catch Luke before he could leave the building.

A hand grabbed my wrist from out of no where and I shrieked but the stranger was quick enough to cover my mouth. Not that anyone would hear my scream.

"Shhh, it's me." A voice that I had grown to hate whispered in my ear.

"What do you want?" I sneered once his hand was removed.

"What I always wanted. You." Jacob brushed away the hair that was in my face. I shivered. Not from pleasure but from anger. It was taking every fiber in my body to not beat him up. I didn't want my cover blown by beating him up.

"Well, that's something you won't ever get, you piece of shit. Now get off me before I do something you'll never forget." I snarled.

He slapped me across the face. My cheek throbbed and everything went white for a moment. The world seemed to be spinning out of its orbit. Weird. I don't think it should be doing that.

"What did you say, bitch?" He yanked my hair and I screamed in pain. Tears were in the corners of my eyes but I willed myself not to cry. He punched my stomach and I groaned in pain. I would crumple in the floor but Jacob's grip on my hair was all but holding me up. I was about to reply when someone beat me to it.

"I think she said let go." A voice said behind us. Jacob turned around so quickly, pulling me along with my hair. I yelped in pain and I could no longer stop the tears. They were streaming down my throbbing cheeks and I forced myself not to kick this guys ass. He doesn't deserve it.

Once my vision was clear enough, I saw Luke casually leaning against the lockers, his black backpack was slung over one shoulder. He wore a plain white shirt, black skinny jeans and some Vans. I don't know how he does it but he makes simple clothes look stylish.

My stomach flutters at the sight of him, despite what he thinks of me. Just seeing him here, being my knight in shinning armour and all that, makes me feel like my life could have a happy ending.

"How many times do I have to ask you to keep your fucking hands off my girl? Huh?" Luke asked, pushing himself off the wall and started walking towards us.

Did I hear that right? He said my girl! Despite my current position, I felt like doing my Snoopy Happy dance.

He said the words that I'd been dying to hear. Those two words that I hadn't expected to come out of his mouth. I always thought this would be a bit like Grease. Where Danny was shy about Sandy and he acted different when there were people around. But this, this is different.

"You really don't know how to handle rejection, don't you, Adams? Can't yousee the disgusted look on the girl's face when she sees your sad excuse of a face? Or are you really just blind?" Luke was only a few feet away and I felt my heart beat louder every step he toom.