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five

Rachel's POV

"He's quite controlling? maybe even possessive over you?" Luke spoke aloud unsure of my reaction to what he had just said.

"Well kind off, but he just has issues? I guess? but he's an okay guy, we just have our moments." I laughed and laid down to face his position on my bed.

"I'm pretty sure he would love to kill me now." He chuckled and looked down again.

"Why do you say that?" My tone was a bit curious now.

"Id be pissed too, I mean if I found some lame guy, a year younger hanging out with the girl I was into."

He bit down on his lip which made his lip ring more noticeable.. it was actually really hot. I never really took much interest into guys other than Harry, I was kind of just used to him.

"I mean I don't know why..." His eyes were comforting, the way he looked at me as if he couldn't tell weather or not to smile or be confused at my response. I adored that.

I felt like Harry always had to be the one who had complete control over everything I felt. I loved Harry, but not how I used too. My feelings for him were so strong until the point when I told him I was in love with him, he ignored me for a week and never spoke about it again.

"Are you listening to me?" Luke pulled

me out of my traveling thoughts.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I honestly had no clue what he said, I was kind of caught up on how cute luke actually was.

"Oh uhm okay..." He nodded.

Silence. Not the awkward silence. It was kind of comforting. Neither of us new what to say, but just being with him made the silence comforting.

"Maybe we should get back to French, your quite horrible at it and we have a test on Friday." I suggested.

"Yeah" he interrupts before I finish.

"Okay, first test!" I started,

"Votre Mignon , what does it mean?"

"It means, wow luke is horrible at speaking and or trying to understand French and is going to fail his test on Friday?" His eyebrows rose, and the his lips curled into a big smile.

"No, but very close!" Sarcastically smiling back at him.

"Don't do that." His facial features suddenly changing from very happy luke to serious luke.

"And why is that?" I sat up and shifted my body so that I could make full eye contact with him.

"It's distracting and I'm trying to actually get a decent grade on this test!" He shrugged

"I'm "distracting" you?" i spoke using the little air quotes.

"Yeah." He bit down on his lip again, for the seventh billion time tonight. It's so fucking cute.

"And how exactly am I doing so?" Hoping for the answer I wanted, I got it.

"It's cute. And I shouldn't find it cute because one, I have a test to ace. two, Harry would probably kill me. And three, your not interested." the words came out of his mouth way too fast but they were understandable.

he thinks it's cute? which means I'm cute? well atleast he thinks so. I shouldn't be as suprised because it was kind of obvious.

He said it out loud this time though, I know he always stares at me but I never knew he would actually admit to it.

Not knowing what to say I sort of rushed the words, "thank you" out.

And got lost in his eyes again.