11. our little secret

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*Luna's POV*

"Tonight during the ten o'clock evening news."  I groaned as I flipped through the many tv channels, not being impressed with any of them.  I rolled my eyes when I saw another rerun of family guy.  I decided to turn the television off and stood up from the couch.  I placed the blanket back onto the couch and was thankful that my apartment wasn't near any building considering I was only wearing a t-shirt and underwear.

I looked around the apartment for something to do.  I was so bored.  Stephen was still out of town and Savanna was hanging out with her brother.  I saw the dishwasher was ready to be emptied and decided that was a good plan.  I was unlike most girls my age, I liked being organized and clean and didn't mind chores.

I grabbed my iphone from the counter top and connected it to the dock.  One of The Cab's songs started playing and I begin unloading the dishwasher.  I slowly began to move my hips back and forth to the rhythm of the song and nodded my head.  I had always wished I could dance but it was something that I was never good at.  Savanna, being a cheerleader, was always great at dancing and I always looked like an awkward octupus dancing next to her.

In a matter of no time, I was done unloading the dishwasher and began to head to my room for dirty clothes to wash.  On my way there, I heard a loud noise outside of the window and I hoped I was just imagining things.  I had never been one comfortable staying by myself but having Stephen so close to my apartment always made me feel better.  Since he wasn't here, I began to slightly shake and I quickly grabbed my phone and ran into my room.  From there, I ran into my own bathroom and locked the door so I would be safe inside.

I quickly began to call the only person I could think of who could talk me through this right now.

"Hello?"

"Hi."

"Miss me already, Moona?"  Luke asked on the other side of the phone and I could tell he was doing that little smirk.  That smirk that you wanted to punch him for looking at you like that but at the same time you wanted to smile too because it was so irrestible.  I wanted to see his blue eyes in person again.

"Uh, yeah.  You could say that."  I whispered into the phone as I sat in my shower.  I leaned up against the wall and was glad I hadn't taken a shower recently because it was dry.

"Why do you sound muffled?"

"Probably because I'm hiding in my bathroom."  I heard his deep, echoing laughter fill my ear and I smiled to myself; I would never get used to how happy his laughter could make me.

"Oh, Lune.  Not this stuff again."  He sighed and I rolled my eyes.  I hated when he acted like he was my older brother.  I shouldn't have called him.  I can take care of myself and I definitely don't need his help.  "Remember when we were seventeen and your parents went out of town one weekend and you said you could stay home by yourself all weekend?"

"Can we not talk about that?"  I could hear him breathing heavily as he tried to stop laughing so he could speak.

"You thought someone was breaking into your house so you locked yourself in your parent's bathroom for three hours.  You probably would have stayed in there until they came home if I hadn't come over to check up on you."  I was a stubborn person, I couldn't help it.  Although I get annoyed when Luke acts like I always needed his help, I'm really just annoyed that he's right.  I do need him.

"I thought someone was going to kill me!  You would have locked yourself in the bathroom if it would have happened to you!"  I threw my hands up in the air and then quickly put them back down, remembering that he wasn't actually with me and I didn't need to use hand motions.

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