We Look Like Idiots

Chapter One

Chapter One:

"We look like idiots!" he said trying to catch his breathe. I wanted to kiss him right then and there but I knew I couldn't. So instead I nodded to agree with him. "Would you ever run away with me?"

"what?" I said in shock.

"oh... never mind, I'm sorry, this is awkward, I can't believe I said that, wow I'm so stup-"

"I would Luke." I said trying to get him to be quite.

"Wait you would?" His face lit up with that beautiful Luke smile.

"Yeah, why not? I'm always up for adventures." I said.

"Yeah me too." He said looking into my eyes.

"So um where are we going?"

"oh yeah, it's a surprise." He said putting his hands behind his back. He was so hot I could even melt a stick of butter on that boy.

"I like surprises." I said attempting to wink.

"You're to cute." he said smiling at me. Did he really just call me cute? He called me Skye Logan Clifford cute!!! I was blushing I could feel my cheeks turn redder than Santa's.

"Not as cute as you." I said trying not to smile like an idiot.

"You're right, I'm pretty damn sexy." He said swiping the "dirt" of his shoulders.

"In your dreams Hemmings, in your dreams." I said getting closer to him.

"Well how did you know guess that you are in my dreams?" he stepped closer to me.

"Because you're in mine." Luke wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close to him. He pushed my light brown hair out of my face and tried to kiss me. I pulled him into a hug avoiding the kiss. I couldn't date my brothers best friend and band mate. Michael wouldn't approve.

"I should go back home now.. I don't want Michael to get suspicious." I said letting go of Luke's grip.

"At least let me walk you home?" Luke said feeling embarrassed.

"I'm fine, thank you anyways. Luke." I said walking down the street.

I wanted him, all of him. But I knew I couldn't have him. I couldn't have any of him and that broke me inside. I don't know why I am feeling like this. I wasn't dating him, I wasn't in love with the boy. But something about him made me just need him. But no, I couldn't have the one boy who made me feel like this.

When I got home I opened the door and Michael was standing right there.

"Where were you?" he said staring at me.

"Out." I said storming past him.

"Skye come back here!" He said turning around.

"I'll be in the shower." I said running up the stairs.

"BRAT!" he yelled at me.

I went up to the bathroom and shut the door. I wanted to cry, but I shouldn't cry over some stupid boy. But he wasn't stupid, he was everything I dreamed about in a boy.

After my shower I changed into one of Michaels old t-shirts and some sleep shorts, and walked down stairs with my hair wrapped up in a towel. I looked through our cabinets for food, nothing.

"Wanna go get some food?" Michael asked.

"Looking like this? eh why not." I said taking the towel off of my head.

"We are picking up Luke on the way." He said grabbing his keys.

Oh great he gets to see me looking like this. Well if I couldn't have him, then I better bring my boy replant.