21 | Kai
I slide down the door, my head in my hands and my heart in my throat as I allow a sob to slip from my lips. How did I end up in this position. Well I made the mistake of running after Luke.
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"Luke."
"Luke slow down." I shouted as I followed the blonde boy down the corridor,
His hands were stuffed harshly in his pockets as he stomped towards the exit, I ran as attempt to catch up with him though my attempt was cut short. Luke turned around a glare printed across his face, intimidation flooded over me and I realised how little of the last minute plan had been though out.
"What Kai." He snapped and my breath hitched in my throat,
I didn't know what was wrong with him but the tears were barely noticeable on my face and maybe that's why he had so easily looked past them.
"What the hell is wrong with you." I asked trying to sound as confident as possible,
Luke chuckled humorously and mockingly, "You're what's wrong with me Kai."
I shook my head in confusion as I took a step back in slight offence.
"You show up with your damn hair and cute yet slutty revealing outfits that leave barely anything to the imagination."
He took a deep breath, his eyes closed as he attempted to regain his composure.
"You're always doing something that's driving me fucking insane Kai. Just leave me the fuck alone and stop ruining my life." He snapped harshly before turning on his heal and walking away,
That time I didn't stop him and I don't regret it.
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The tears won't stop, I feel vulnerable and weak all because of some boy I've kissed once. Who does he think he is? I had no part in ruining his life, his he wanted nothing to do with me he could've just ignore me. He's the one who always ends up back here at my dorm.
Game on Hemmings.
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I slide my arms through the holes of the hoodie with ease as I grab my keys off of the counter beside the door, not too keen on getting locked out again, when I decide I'm all ready I sigh. Looking over my outfit in the body length mirror, everything's black which is a huge contrast to my actual wardrobe - full of pastel pinks and blues. Though I guess it's representing my mood, full upset and even thought I want to have gotten over what Luke said to me a couple of days ago I can't every time I do it somehow replays like a record in my head whenever everything's quiet.
Come to think of it I haven't seen Finley since she stormed out with her assignment swinging behind her and I laugh slight at the memory of my red headed best friend becoming so hot headed.
I shake my head, pulling myself from the slight daydream if gotten caught in before stuffing my phone into the pocket of the jacket. Then I decide I'm ready.
Where am I going?
Sorority meeting, and thankfully not with the boys, apparently they've planned a lot on the whole competition and Alex kindly offered to brief me on it when I meet her by the fountain.
I pull open the door, allowing to swing sit slowly behind me, only walking away once I hear the door click shut. I walk down the corridor my head high but my heart low and I know I probably look like a wreck, the lounge is slightly empty as I walk through it towards the doors at the entrance. I can already see Alex through the glass of the door, her head is basically stuck in her phone as she smile slightly at a text some one sent her and I can bet by the size of the smile on her face that it's a bit she really likes.
I open the doors which catches the attention of Alex, she stuffs her phone in the back I met of her denim shorts as she inspects my outfit with wide eyes.
"Not that this whole look isn't working for you but, why?" She asks slightly her eyes wandering over my oddly combined outfit,
I shrug letting a deep puff of air escape my mouth, "I'm in grieving." I sigh dramatically in an attempt to entertain Alex and I can tell by the smile that pulls up the corners of her lips,
"Who were you texting?"
She shoots me a confused look before linking her arm in mine, beginning to lead me to the house.
"I saw you on the phone before I came out." I explain and her face goes a bright red signifying that I was indeed right,
She shakes her head slightly obviously not liking the idea of telling me about.
"Fine don't tell me but-" I start and she groans, "If we win in this competition thing then you have to tell me."
She nods seemingly so sure of herself.
"And if we lose you have to ask Luke on a date." She offers with a smile and whatever happiness I had been experiencing was wiped,
I turn to Alex with a frown and a trembling lip, her face immediately softens as she pulls me into a comforting hug and I melt into it despite how much I hate touching people.
When she pulls away she says nothing as she continues to walk along with me, I'm actually thankful that she's leaving thing be and not asking questions about it. If it were the girls back home they'd pester me about, wanting answers even if it lead to me breaking down in tears.
Though the silence doesn't seem to last too long as the large White House comes into view and my heart jumps to my throat as Alex stops us at a bench, she gestures for me to sit down and I do so.
"As much as I know you don't want to talk I do need to brief you on the competition."
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HERE A DOUBLE UPDATE. SHOUT SCREAM? PRIASE THE LORD? ITS NOT TOO LONG CAUSE I'VE GOT SCHOOL IN THE MORNING AND ITS LIKE 12 AM HERE PLUS ITS REALLY WARM AND GLOBAL WARMINH IS SLOWLY TURNING MY COUNTRY INTO A HUMAN BARBECUE AND ITS MAKING ME TIRED SO GN X- KEELY X
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