Part 5: A Little Bit Of Love Hate

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Amanda's POV

I've had enough of Luke and his bullshit. He needs to get his crap together and never speak to me again. I hate him. I hate very part of him. I said that in my head, and even I didn't believe myself.

You still love him Mandy, you're just to afraid to admit it. Again. 

That boy frustrates me to the point where I can't tell the emotions of love and hate apart. Hating Luke is way better than admitting that a part of me may still be fond of him even after everything that we'd been through. He'd take me to the edge, but then fly over to save me. 

To top it all off, as soon as I left the cafe, I got a text from Mum saying how Dan's driving me to school tomorrow. I honestly don't need school tomorrow, life is hard enough already. 

Luke's POV

I'm still shocked, 

I was so shocked that when I came back to my apartment with no muffin and got a lecture from Michael, I still didn't say anything. 

"Erm. Mate, you alright?" Michael looked at me scratching his elbow. He looked ashamed, like I'd actually took his little lecture seriously.

I nodded, but still in daze. "Hey Mikey, d-do you remember A-Amanda?" I stuttered.

I saw Michael's expressions change from anxious and worried to slightly suprised.

"Who? Manda? Amanda Brookes?" He asked me while frowning.

I nodded again, but this time much quicker.

"You mean the chick that you-" Michael began but I didn't let him finish.

"Yes Mikey, Her. She's back. A-And I spoke to her. I have a feeling that she may still hate me just the teeniest bit." I cringed and felt a pang of sadness wash over me.

"Oh mate, this ain't gonna end well." 

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