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Jealousy (Luke)

"I'm really nervous, y/n," Luke whispered into your neck as you pulled him close to you. You were bringing him to your high school for the first time so you could show him your photography exhibit.

You weaved your fingers through his hair and said, "There's nothing to be nervous about. My friends will love you." He let out an enormous sigh as you walked through the doors. You felt kind of bad for him. Luke didn't really like new faces. Every time you brought him somewhere, he'd get extremely overwhelmed.

You squeezed his hand as you entered the gallery. You were very proud of the work you did and so grateful that you had your boyfriend there next to you. "Babe, these are incredible," Luke breathed in amazement and you couldn't help blushing.

"Y/n!" Someone called for you. Both your heads snapped in the direction of the outburst, and you saw your best friend running towards you. "Y/n, can you believe all these people are here to see your work?" Y/b/f/n exclaimed. Her eyes widened when she saw Luke. "Oh my goodness gracious, how rude of me!" She threw her hands up, "I'm y/b/f/n, and you must be Luke."

Luke cleared his throat and extended his hand, "It's nice to meet -" He was interrupted when y/b/f/n pulled him into a bone crushing hug.

Suddenly, your photography teacher motioned you to come over from across the room, and you had to leave Luke. "Will you be ok here?" You asked him.

He nodded and y/b/f/n said, "I'll take care of him!" With a smile plastered onto her face. You slightly smiled back and pecked Luke on his cute little nose.

Your teacher had introduced you to the director of an amazing art program and you were absolutely flattered by the opportunity he was giving you. As happy as you were, you were also a bit distracted. Across the room, you could see y/b/f/n and Luke getting familiar with each other. You started to feel the envy creeping up your skin and as much as you tried to shrug it off, it kept coming back.

"Oh, y/n's back," Y/b/f/n announced, "I'll leave you two, but Luke, I'll talk to you soon, ok?"

"You know it," He said with a smile.

You excused yourself to go to the bathroom. You stared at yourself in the mirror, just thinking. You hated to get worked up over such a little thing, but y/b/f/n was always stepping on your toes. You were surprised she didn't cross out your name on the photographs and write her own. You couldn't believe she was getting to Luke too.

"Y/n?" You heard his voice. You felt his touch on your waist and pulled them off. "What's that for?" You turned around to look at him, "Y/n, are you ok?"

Your eyes wandered, not wanting to make direct eye contact. "She always gets what's mine," Your voice nothing more than a murmur.

Luke knit his eyebrows together in confusion, "Is this about y/b/f/n?" You didn't say anything, afraid of what was to come out. "Y/n, look at me," Luke tilted your chin up towards his face, "She's never going to take me from you."

"Then what were you guys talking about?" You raised you voice at him.

He laughed, "God, you're such a nosy little shit." Your lips pursed, not sure of what he was talking about. "Y/b/f/n and I were discussing the surprise party we were going to throw you to celebrate what you've accomplished tonight."

You released the tension from your body, "Really?"

"Really."

"Well, then come here, my stupid, stupid boyfriend," You hand caressed the back of his neck as he brought his lips to yours.

"Oh my god!" A girl shrieked as she walked in, "This is the ladies' room! Get out, get out right now!" You and Luke grinned at each other, as you had forgotten that you were in a public bathroom. You two ended up ditching the gallery to stuff your face with ice cream at home.