Chapter 3

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I wake up the next morning not remembering where I was. I sat up and started freaking out as I looked around trying to recgonize this place. Then everything flooded back into my mind. I was at Luke's house. God, Michael's going to be so pissed at me if he figures out I stayed the night here. I climbed out of Luke's bed and made sure I was quite walking down the hallway, not knowing if Luke was asleep or not. I heard the sound of feint singing, it becoming louder as I approached the kitchen. I peeked around the doorway and saw a shirtless, sweats wearing Luke making coffee and getting pancake batter ready. I know what I was doing could be considered creepy, but I stood there for awhile, watching how he functions on his own. Like how his back muscles move in sync with his actions, or how he constantly plays with his lip ring. He was such a beautiful person and it struck me how someone as beautiful as him, was as lonely as he was. "Why are you alone?" Luke whips his head towards me, due to not knowing I was in his presence, and my hand goes to cover my mouth. "Shit I did not mean for that to slip out." I felt embarrassed and as a result my cheeks and ears got hot. He sighed, strolled towards me, picked me up and set me on the kitchen counter. "You want to know why I'm alone?" I found myself shaking my head yes. "But only if you want to tell me." He put his arms on both sides of me to rest on the counter. "My parents ditched me about 2 years ago. They said they "couldn't deal with having a depressed juvenile delinquent." They told me how disgusting I was, like I could do shit to get through all the rough times by myself. So they left me with the house and gave me a couple thousand dollars to look after myself. And god it only got worse after that." His eyes started to get glassy as tears began to form. His lip started to tremble. "You know how much that hurt? Having the only 2 people in the whole world that you love telling you they can't even stand you?" A tear slipped down his cheek and I wiped it away. "God and it only went downhill from there. I started acting out a whole hell of a lot more. That meant more drugs, more booze, and more girls. I was always thinking about how pathetic of a life I had, which made me mad at myself and I found myself dragging the razor against my skin at the age of 16. By the time I was 17 I attempted suicide. If it wasn't for my neighbor I would be dead right now. Even now at 18 I still find myself having those nasty thoughts." I was tracing the tattoos that covered his arms and I felt nauseous. How could someone do that to their kid? "I'm sorry Luke. I am so goddamn sorry that you have to put up with this." He licked his lips. "You have nothing to apologize for Sarah Leigh. It's not like you're the one who left me by myself." I pointed at the bowel of pancake batter he had been making. "Teach me how to cook." I said blatantly, trying to ease the suffocating air. And just like that, sensitive, sad Luke, turned into cool and cocky Luke when he gave me that damn half smirk. "You don't know how to make pancakes?" My musceles tensed. "Well, when I was 6 my mom committed suicide so it's just been my dad and I since then. I've never really had someone to teach me those kinds of things." "Well I'm sorry about that." "You should practice what you preach." Referring to his last comment about apologizing. He grinned. "I'm going to teach you how to cook pancakes." He helped me up off the counter and we made our way to the batter and stove. "Alright so the batter just needs to be stirred a little more, think you can handle that?" A smug grin played at his lips and I wanted to wipe it off. I just rolled my eyes and started stirring. He left the kitchen for a brief moment to get his phone and speakers and started playing some Fall Out Boy. "Is this good?" I asked. "Looks good enough to me. So obviously just pour some of it in the pan." Which I did. He stood behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist and taught me how to flip the pancakes. When the pancakes were done and after we ate we started dancing around to the blaring rock music. Luke dipped his fingers into the left over batter and smeared it on my nose. I scremed with laughter, then he licked it off. Then he looked me in the eyes and cleared his throat, he seemed nervous which made me nervous. "Hey are you o-" He cut me off by pressing his lips onto mine.

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Hiiii ! So oh my god I am so fucking sorry that it took me this long to update but I have been so busy and to be honest at times I forgot that this fanfic even existed. I'm also sorry that this was such a short chapter but I just wanted to put something up before people started a riot so ok. OH AND THANKS SO MUCH FOR 6K+ READS OH MY GOD THE LAST TIME I UPDATED I WAS THANKING YOU GUYS FOR 100 READS THAT'S CRAZY I LOVE YOU GUYS SOSOSO MUCH !! Anyway, make sure you vote, comment and if you aren't already, I would be so thankful if you followed me on tumblr (fricksdally) twitter (hibiscuslukey) and instagram (electralexis). Again, thanks for reading my little 'ol fanfiction, it means a lot to me.I love you guys :) xx -Alexis

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