Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

The next morning I am woken up by something moving next to me in my bed. Startled I quickly rolled over and end up face to face with Laney. I sit up in bed and stretch, looking down towards my feet I see Zack laying there snoring and drooling. I guess when they got home from the club last night they just decided to sleep in my room with me, which I didn't mind. I am used to having people sleep in my bed with me at night, my little sisters slept in my bed with me every night until I left for college.

I sat there still trying to wake up I look around my room and my eyes land on my Black Veil Brides poster on my wall. Still looking at the poster, I'm freaked out at the uncanny resemblance between the lead singer Andy Black and Lucas. The difference between Lucas and Andy was Lucas was mine, and I was his. The thought of Lucas made my heart race, we were not supposed to be together, and that made being with him sexy and exhilarating. Being with Lucas invigorates me and also overwhelms me at the same time.

Getting up from my be I gather some clothes to wear for the day and go into the bathroom to shower, leaving Laney and Zack asleep on my bed. Locking the door behind me, I look into the mirror and stare at the person looking back at me. I saw a girl with crazy blonde hair and eyes that were a dull shade of blue with dark bags under them. I wonder what Lucas saw in me, he said I was beautiful, but I couldn't see why he thought that. I what I saw were all my flaws; my blemished skin and a body with more curve to it than most girls. What did he see In me? What about me pulls him in? Does he actually care for me as much as he leads me to believe, or am I just another conquest?

Shaking my head at my reflection, I try to banish the negative thoughts that plagued my mind, and the doubt that filled my brain. I get into the shower and let the warm water and steam seep away my worries. Singing to myself Rhiannon from Fleetwood Mac, one verse repeated it's self;

"All your life you've never seen a woman, taken by the wind.

Would you stay if she promised you heaven?

Will you ever win?

Will you ever win?"

I continue to sing to myself in the safety of my shower, thoughts of Lucas continue to float through the back of my mind. He is beautiful, the way his hair looked under the lights of the club, the shade of black it was, with a dark blue hue to it. His smile had a way to make my blood run quick and take my breath away. I loved the sexy smirk he gives me after we kiss, it leaves me feeling dangerous and wanting more.

A loud knock on my bathroom door snaps me out of my daydream. I shut the water off and yell "just a second!" at the person at my door. I wrap my towel around my body and I go to open the door expecting to find Laney standing there. Swinging open the door without really looking I'm completely stunned at the person at my standing in front of my bathroom door. " What are you doing here?" I ask shocked to see Lucas standing in front of me.

"Well I came to ask if you would want to go on a date tonight, I don't have your phone number so I decided to drop by and ask you in person. Miss Hartwell and Mr. Winters let me in." He said while looking me up and down, and it suddenly dawned on me that all I had on was a towel, that was now feeling very short. I grabbed the door and tried my best to hide my exposed body behind it. " Yeah, Lucas I would love to!" I told him "Okay great, I'll pick you up at 6:00 tonight." he paused and arched his eyebrow and gave me a sly smile that melted my heart. " Oh, and you might want to wear something other than a towel tonight. Don't get me wrong I'm loving the view, but you are for my eyes only. You are all mine Lillian Asher." he said before leaning down and kissing me briefly on the mouth. The kiss was short and sweet with the underlying promise of more, much more. I listened for my front door to shut, and then heard my two best friends running to my room, tripping over each other to get to me first. They both stood there with their hands on their hips and stared at me.

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