chapter 5
i woke up to the smell of coffee and waffles.
i flipped myself over and realized luke wasn't next to me.
he must be making breakfast, i thought to myself.
i quickly checked my phone; 12:17 pm.
i walked down the hallway into the kitchen to find a shirtless luke mixing waffle batter.
he turned around at the sound of me walking towards him.
"hi." he blushed.
"morning." i smiled.
"morning." he repeated and hugged me.
"what time did you wake up?" i asked.
"like 20 minutes ago." he shrugged.
i nodded and studied his features for a second.
"i'm gonna go shower." i said and left the kitchen.
after i showered i put on a white nirvana shirt, skinny black ripped jeans, and black converse.
i decided to throw on luke's red and blue flannel from last night too.
i put on light makeup and some lipstick.
i left my hair down in a wavy-curly way.
"i hope you don't mind i used your flannel." i chuckled, sitting down in front of my breakfast.
"it's okay, you look amazing." luke bit his lip.
"thanks... i'd say the same, but you're half naked." i giggled.
"well i'll go get dressed." he blushed.
"don't eat without me!" he yelled running into my bedroom as i laughed as his childness.
he came back 3 minutes later, with calum's plain black shirt and his own black skinny jeans, with some black vans.
"you look black." i sarcastically said.
"like my soul." he rolled his eyes.
we sat, ate breakfast, and made small talk.
when we finished we watched some tv.
2:30 pm came around and we where bored.
"wanna go to the mall?" i faced luke from our position on the couch.
"sure." he sighed and stood up.
"look, if you wanna stay home, just tell me." i said, referring to last night.
"no... i want to, honestly. i need to clear my head." he croaked.
"okay..." i said slowly, "let's go."
we were making our way to the mall when luke stopped at the gas station.
"luke, let's just get something at the mall." i groaned.
"wait for me here." he demanded.
i was gonna say something, but there's really no point in arguing with him.
he came out with a pack of cigarettes.
"you smoke?" i was surprised.
"i do now." he mumbled, lighting it.
"luke..." i said, knowing this had something to do with his parents.
he just gave me a look, like he knew what i was going to say.
"you can't just kill yourself inside luke, don't torture yourself because of their death. metaphorically and physically speaking." i sighed, watching him inhale the nicotine.
"it was classified as murder." he sighed, and a tear escaped his eyes.
"don't cry." i said wiping under his eyes.
"it's not a metaphor, i just need a goddamned cigarette." he stated.
i chuckled and took his hand, "c'mon...".
we arrived at the mall and walked into the food court.
"starbucks?" i suggested.
"yeah." he answer.
"hi! welcome to starbucks what would you like?" the cashier asked.
"a tall chocolate chip frappé and a tall caramel frappé please." i smiled.
"okay your names?" she questioned.
"he's luke and i'm sydney." i grinned.
"you two are such a cute couple, your total is $7.72." she giggled.
"we're not dating, and thank you." i blushed while luke smiled.
"oh i'm sorry..." she blushed, "have a great day."
"you too." i empathized.
as we waited for our frappachinos luke spoke up,
"she thought we were a couple."
"yeah." i laughed awkwardly.
"let's pretend we are." he blurted out.
"umm..." i mumbled, red faced.
"i- uh... sorry... haha" he chuckled awkwardly.
"it's okay." i gushed.
"luke! sydney!" the lady shouted.
"thanks." luke smiled and got the two cups in his large hands.
"gracias." i spoke.
"don't play hispanic, garcia." he mocked me.
i rolled my eyes and we walked around the mall doing pointless things and buying shit we didn't need.
it was fun. and i had to admit, luke was the reason why.
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wowowowow a metaphor oooooh wowowowow luke original
so yeah not my best chapter but when he goes back to school tomorrow shit is gonna go down probably idk
ily all comment and vote thnx! <3
