Alone Together (The Strokes Fanfiction)

Love's Silent Yell

LUKE

 I softly opened my eyes whilst being hit by the gentle beam of light coming from my room’s window.  Instantly, the memories of the previous night flashed through my mind. Best, night, ever. I stretched my arms and yawned loudly, my head aching a bit. I sat down on my bed and rubbed my eyes, when a striking situation made me jump in my place. Amelie and Albert were lying on my bedroom’s floor, covered by a blanket and completely naked.

 Okay? I thought.

 I tiptoed to the bathroom, as silent as possible, and softly shutted the door behind me. I stared at my reflection with tired eyes, scratched my head and began to brush my teeth. Suddenly I remembered;

 Cobie

I spit in the sink, washed my mouth and darted out of the bathroom; I zigzagged Albert and Amelie, and grabbed my phone from the night table. I re-read the texts I sent her;

 

-Cobie, where are you? If you need a lift call me.

 

-Cobie, you ok?

 

-Is Julian with you? Please call if any trouble.

 

-I’m going to bed. I’ll call you in the morning.

 

I checked for new messages; none. I decided to do as I said the night before, I dialed her number and waited. She answered on the 3rd beep.

“Hello?”

“Cobie, it’s Luke. Where are you? How did you get home? I’m sorry, I was really wasted last night; Fabrizio convinced me on leaving you and Julian alone hahahah”

She laughed. “This is your strike two and you know that”

I laughed in response. “I know, I know; hey, you wouldn’t guess…”

“What happened?” she inquired with a grin in her voice.

“Guess who are lying naked in my bedroom’s floor” I whispered, smiling mischievously.

“Oh, my god”

“Oh yes”

“This is amazing” she giggled.

“Actually, it’s really putting me off”

She laughed.

“Are you with Julian…?” I asked.

“Yup, we’re having a brunch-ish meal”

“So… you slept at his apartment…”

“Yeah…” she said, and I could vividly picture her blush “Luke, gotta go”

“Okie-dokie, bon appétit you freak” I answered humorously, hiding my pain.

“Bye-bye you weirdo” she chuckled.

I hung up. I stared at the wall with my hands on my sides, listening carefully to my heart tearing apart. I then kicked the night table with all my strength, clench to my hair and gazed at the ceiling.

Why does it ache so much? Why don’t get over it once and for all? I should be happy for her. I must. I will.

“Luke?”

 Amelie’s sleepy voice interrupted my thoughts.