you'll never fade to me. - a Luke Hemmings story

7.

A knock sounded on the door of my room. 'Come in', I said, not expecting Luke to come through, wearing a snug white shirt with skinny grey Levi's. I felt myself blush for staring and even more when I noticed that I was only wearing a vest and the booty shorts I used as PJ's. He didn't say anything as he sat down on the bed, mere centimetres away from me which caused my eyes to widen slightly. What was he doing?

His gaze felt intense as his blue eyes locked onto mine, the room dark enough for this moment to feel tense. For the first time, I let myself stare. The curve of his lips was sinful, the slight stubble on his cheek made me want to reach out and run my hands along his face. Before I could stop myself, my hand rose up to touch his hair and I felt its softness against my fingertips. He was still silent when he clenched his jaw and with one more of my caresses, he kissed me suddenly and roughly; I felt myself gasp as he gnawed at my bottom lip and I melted into it, any resistance that I had before now gone. I don't think I have ever been kissed like this, with so much passion and need; his hands left the bed and he wrapped them in my hair while lowering himself on me. I could feel the minty taste in his mouth but I couldn't think of anything more but his eyes, dark and hazy when he pulled away finally but looking ready to pounce on me again. I felt-

'Val! Val, you bimbo, get up right this second, I need you!', I heard Bev scream from downstairs and I almost felt like screaming myself. The feeling of Luke's soft lips was still on mine, my hand reaching to touch my lips gently and remembering the feeling. I felt guilty immediately. Guilty for spending this much time thinking of Luke. Guilty of letting him kiss me, even if it was only a dream. Guilty of wanting him.

I needed to get away. I quickly threw some proper clothes on myself, took my phone and went downstairs. I saw the whole family sitting at the kitchen table but I didn't even utter a word to them when I headed for the door. I saw Bev still rambling on like I was listening to her and Luke's eyes watching me walk out. Where the hell could I go to forget those eyes?

As I stood outside, I felt the heat of the day wash over me; usually when I had had enough of everything when I still lived here, I went to the park but I didn't feel like it today. I looked through my pockets and found the keys to my parents' car and felt the sudden urge to drive. Getting in, I went to turn on the radio but only found cassette tapes (who the hell still buys cassettes?) and I sighed. I didn't even want to check my messages, knowing that Bev would be spamming me right now and by her tone in the house I knew she was annoyed at me. Driving, I tried to think about this whole situation more clearly; obviously I couldn't like Luke, he was taken and way out of my league. But why did I feel so right around him when it was so wrong?

Passing by the trees and roads, I saw the mall I've hang out so many times at before the move. I couldn't think of a better place to go so I parked the car and got out, following the sidewalk until I walked past the heavy doors and saw that the place hadn't changed at all. It was oddly comforting knowing that the pillars were the same dirty colours, the same shops were around and it even smelt the same. I felt my eyes drift to an old coffeeshop and I decided to go inside, not wanting to go back home already and have to explain my outburst to everyone, especially in front of Luke.

Seating myself near the entrance, I saw a handsome guy come up to with a small notebook.

'Hey, welcome to Paul's. What can I get ya?', his dimpled cheeks gave me a smile. Looking for the name tag and thinking of my order, I replied.

'Okay... Ashton is it? I'll just have a cappuccino.' He nodded, smiling that award-winning smile again and left, only to return with my coffee and a muffin in his hand a minute later.

'Oh, I didn't order one.', I said looking at the muffin.

'It's on the house, don't worry about it. I'm Ashton by the way.', he said with a sweet smile and sat down, looking around to check if his boss was anywhere near. I stared at him; with his tousled brown hair, big smile and chocolate eyes he was definitely attractive and maybe someone that could help me forget about Luke for a while. Plus, he gave me a muffin so how can I resist?

'Oh, thanks. I'm Val. How long have you been working here?', I asked, trying to make conversation.

'A few months but it's just a temporary job, I'm not looking to spend my whole life working here', Ashton rubbed his hands on his uniform nervously. He really was quite cute. Just as I was about to say something, Bev's ringtone sounded out and shocked us both. My mood instantly dropped as I realised I had to go back and deal with my attitude from earlier.

'Sorry, I gotta go but um do y-you want my number?', I asked. I don't know what the hell I was doing but he looked nice enough and I saw his face light up significantly. He grabbed my phone, saving his contact under 'Ash' and I sent him a text so he could save my number. I got up, ready to say goodbye but Bev interrupted again with her call.

'Ugh, sorry I really gotta go,' I said quickly getting up and paying for my coffee, hearing Ash say a 'bye!' with a smile.

Walking towards the car, I finally answered Bev's annoying ringtone, snapping at her.

'What is it Bev? God, can't I have one minute alone-'

'Actually, it's Luke.', his voice sounded through the phone. Seems I couldn't ignore him even if I wanted to.

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