Chapter 28

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After school, I head to the PE block and wait for the rest of the students getting changed to file out before I enter.

"Umm...Mr. Edwards?" I question knocking on the door.

"It's ok, no one is here. You can call me Lucas when were alone you know?" He replies giving me a soft smile.

"Ok, Lucas, I was just wondering what time should I come over tonight?" The taller man walks towards me slowly and pecks my lips.

"Do you have a phone number?"

"No." I lie.

"Then how about we go now? I can blow off one night of work," He suggests and I nod then peck him back. At this action he steps forwards, wrapping his arms around me, slipping his hands into my back pockets then kissing me more passionately.

After a minute I pull away, nervous that someone might walk in. "Shall we?" I say gesturing to the exit. and I walk out shortly followed by the taller man with chestnut hair.

"My car is the silver Mercedes, I'll pick you up a couple of streets down so no one sees?" I nod and he walks swiftly away to the teacher car park while I go my separate way to the main school entrance.

"VICTOR!" I turn on my heel to see Yuri running up behind me and he grabs my wrist yanking me back towards him. "Talk to me?" He pleads but I ignore him, "Come on Victor, please! My mother was way out of line, You're the best boyfriend in the world..." he sighs, "I need you..."

It's now or never...

I turn to him and look sadly into his eyes, "I'm sorry Yuri...but I-I just can't do this. Your mother wasn't wrong, I'm bad for you." I brush his cheek gently and smile into his teary eyes, "You don't need me, you'll find someone else; someone better." His face goes slack as tears begin to trickle down his face.

As I turn away from the small boy I feel my heart crack in my chest and shatter into a million pieces. His sobs come from behind me and my chest feels heavy, but I have to leave him now, or else it will only get harder.

A few streets down a silver Mercedes drives past then pulls over 10 meters down the road. I hop in and am instantly greeted by Lucas' lips on mine. "mmn hi" I mumble into the kiss.

As we drive I notice Him keep looking over and sneaking glances at me followed by a grin. I think its kind of cute how he acts like a silly teenager with a crush. Reminds me of... Dammit, get out of my head Yuri!

After about 20 minutes he pulls up outside a small house and I mimic him as he steps out of the car. "So this is your place?"

"Yeah," he chuckles then grabs my hand pulling me along behind him and into the warmth of his home. He slips his shoes off on the doormat and I do the same, then a large dog comes running up to us and pounces on me knocking me flat on my ass. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" Lucas says whilst yanking the dog from me.

I chuckle then reply "It's fine, my dogs just like that too," I small frown then plays on my lips, I still haven't seen Makkachin since I was kicked out...

"You sure you're ok?" He asks, concern evident in his voice.

"Yeah, I'm sure. So, what are we going to do tonight?"

"I'm was thinking a restaurant but there aren't really any good ones this far out of town so we could maybe order something?" I smile a little then check his fridge, there is plenty I could make out of all this stuff.

"I could cook something if you'd like?"

"You don't have to go to the trouble of cooki-"

"No its fine, I want to. You go shower and by the time you get back I'll be almost done." I say smiling kindly at him.

"Ok, if you're sure..." he makes his way upstairs and I turn back to the kitchen. I pull some rice from a cupboard; some eggs and pork from the fridge and a few other ingredients.

When Lucas finally emerges about a half hour later, I'm just finishing up. "Take a seat, it'll be another five minutes or so." He chooses a seat facing the kitchen and leans on his hand watching me rush around the kitchen pulling things off the hob and placing it into a dish.

..."J'ai fini!" I say placing one dish down in front of Lucas and the other in front of myself.

"Wow, this looks amazing! Where did you learn to cook this?" I smile and look down at the bowl.

"Actually it was my x-boyfriend's favourite dish, he had great taste," I mutter quietly, before looking back up to a Lucas who had already stuffed half the food in his mouth and was now struggling to chew it all.

I burst out into laughter as he gulps forcing some of it down his throat.

We both finish our dishes before we start talking, "So, how old are you?" I ask, silently praying for him to not be over 30. He doesn't look it.

"Twenty-two," Ahh thank god, "and you?"

"I'm seventeen, eighteen on Christmas," I reply.

"Wait! On Christmas?!" He replies gobsmacked.

"Yeah, same as Jesus," I chuckle.

***

"Soo... umm Victor, do you maybe want to stay the night?"

"Look, I know we were making out pretty much as soon as you confessed your feelings but can we not move too fast..."

"Oh no, I didn't mean like that!" He exclaims. "I just meant to sleep since its getting late."

"Umm yeah, that'd be nice thanks," His face lights up and holds out his hand for me to take, and I do. He leads me up to his bedroom and pulls some clothes out of the chest of draws.

"Here," He says handing me the clothes and points behind me "the bathroom is just through there."

"Thank you," I whisper, pecking him on the lips then taking the clothes from his arms and following his directions to the bathroom.

A few minutes later I return dressed in some too big sweatpants and t-shirt and see Lucas laying on his bed scrolling through his phone. He looks up to me leaning on the doorframe. "So, should I take the sofa?" I ask.

"Nah, ill budge up," Lucas replies shifting over to make space for me. There is no doubt about it, he's hot, has a great build and green eyes that are completely entrancing. I push the thought from my mind and make my way across the room, snuggling down in the sheets and feeling Lucas' arms wrap around me as I drift off.


A.N. Ahh I'm so sorry updates have been so infrequent, thought you guys deserved two today. Again sorry for bad writing.

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