Things I Won't Forget // l.h

Part 21: Fling

Luke's POV

I needed a distraction from Amanda and the text message.

I couldn't stop thinking about Amanda, she's got to know that I love her, but I wasn't sure if she felt the same about me.

And about the text message, I still didn't know what to do. I still thought that keeping it a secret for a while would be a good idea, so Amanda and I could have more time to get along.

Falling backwards into the sofa, I unlocked my phone and called one of my one-nighter girls, knowing that Manda won't be home until late today due to an after school club, Belinda and I would've having all sorts of fun.

Only so I could get my mind of everything.

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"Luke you're so hot." Belinda's high pitched voice annoyed me, but she had nice boobs and ass, so I can't really complain.

"Mm, you too, baby." I whispered harshly in her ear as she continued to pump my length, I was so close.

"Lukey, can I give you a blowjob after this?" She whinged and her movements became slower.

"No, yes, I don't care, don't stop. Faster!" My voice wasn't so soft anymore as I got more and more irritated at her. She was supposed to help me relax, not make me annoyed.

Belinda wrapped her long fingers around my length and tightly squeezed it, earning a moan from me. "Yes, Belinda. YES." I moaned as I came.

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Amanda's POV

The Book club finished early today.

So I decided to check up on Luke to see how he was doing, to be honest, I sort of missed him.

Okay, I missed him a lot, and its only been a day. I'm pretty sure I was developing feelings for him, but I wasn't completely sure if he liked me still or not. I still had a ray of hope inside me.

As I walked closer to Luke and Michael's room, it wasn't Luke who came outside, it was Michael, and he looked disgusted.

"Hey Mickey! What's wrong?" He still looked like he was about to throw up.

"Oh uh, um. Nothing." He coughed and stood up straighter, blocking the door.

"Oh. Okay. If you say so," I was still concerned but I decided to let it go, "I want to see Luke, can I go in?" I gestured Michael to move away from the door, so he slowly moved away, like he didn't want to do it.

"I wouldn't go in there if I were you," Michael frowned and said in a cautious voice.

"Don't worry Michael, i'll be fine."

"Alright.. but don't say I didn't warn you." Michael gave me a hug and pulled away, muttering something like, she deserves to know anyways, under his breath. What was that all about?

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I gasped in horror as I stared at the scene before me.

"L-Luke?" My voice was barely a whisper, but somehow, Luke managed to acknowledge my presence, even with a slutty girl sucking his dick.

He pulled away from her and came over to me, as I felt myself feeling dizzy again. Why does everything have to relate back to that night? And why do I care if someone gives Luke a blowjob? Do I still love him?

Right now, all I knew was years streaming down my face and my heart felt like someone had squeezed it one too many times.

"Amanda, I didn't know you we're coming today, I would've-"

I interrupted him,

"You would've what? Call this girl another time when I'm not here?" I huffed out an angry breath as I mimicked his voice, "Oh, yeah. Amanda's not here at the moment, come over and gimme a blowy, yeah?"

Luke's face turned as red as the girl's hair. "No, Manda. I was doing this for you, I was trying to you out of my head and-"

"Stop making up fucking excuses! Why can't you just admit that you're a cheating manwhore who can't live without sex? Fuck, Luke. I thought-i thought..you were better than that."

I was beyond pissed at him.

Luke came closer to me and his perfect eyebrows frowned.

"You know what Manda. That's the problem with you. You never listen to what I have to say, and you never expect an explanation, you just cut people off. I'm trying so hard to get you to want me like before, but all you do is push me off. I don't know why in trying, Amanda. I stopped my flings with other girls for you, and I only called Belinda because I was desperate, I was desperate for your love that you wouldn't give to me, and I was desperate to get you out of my head because I know you don't want me. And here I am thinking you might still like me," He took a breath and smirked, shaking his head, "What a joke. Maybe I am a manwhore who's addicted to sex, keep saying that to yourself and then tell me how right it sounds. If you thought I was better than this... well, y-you thought wrong." He had a nasty smirk on his face and I felt the urge to slap it off, but I resisted.

"What's wrong, babe? You gonna cry all over again? Aw I'm so fucking sorry I hurt your feelings. But when was the last time you cared about mine? Honestly Manda, go fuck yourself."

I felt tears forming in my eyes, but I didn't want Luke to see me cry,

I didn't want his sympathy, I think what I needed was his love. Except this cocky, mean part of him. It's breaking my heart.

So I do what I always do,

I ran away from my problems,

I ran away from Luke Hemmings.