Weyhey I've got Chapter 6 too! :D Enjoy!
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Penny’s P.O.V.
“Penny, please, wait?” Luke called out as a question, jogging after me. He finally caught up, and I wiped away my stupid tears just in time. “Hey, hey,” he said, swinging around in front of me and putting a hand on my arm as I tried to brush past him. “Don’t cry, come on, you know I can’t deal with that.”
I looked up at him angrily and he stepped back a couple feet, affronted. “You know what I can’t deal with, Luke? This back-and-forth, this, this, whatever this is,” I gestured between us. What did he want anyway, besides the satisfaction of getting in my pants? He had his title and I had mine, and I’d rather just forget the whole ordeal and fucking graduate already. Couldn’t he just get off my back?
“If you really think I just want to go and fuck some random girl in there, or that I wanted to get you drunk—”
“—then I’d be spot on, wouldn’t I?” I said loudly, diving into the argument head first. “Don’t lie to me, Luke, don’t try and make me believe I’m any different. Last week, when we were in your room and you were insulting me and treating me like shit—” My voice cracked and I paused, taking a deep breath. “That—that’s what you’re like. You like fucking around, and you know what? I get it. I understand,” I spat. “But I don’t, so I’m not just going to be another one of your hit it and quit it girls.”
“I do like fucking around,” Luke laughed, nodding.
“What?” I said incredulously.
“I’m simply agreeing with you,” Luke said calmly, with a smirk I was two seconds away from slapping off his face.
“You’re not supposed to agree with me! This is a fight!”
Luke’s eyes widened. “What am I supposed to do then, lie?” he was annoyed now. “Say I’m a pure little virgin or something? Because you just said you didn’t like liars, and that day we met with the Dean, too, you said I’d lied about being smart and so I came clean to you, I tried to make you like me!”
“You did a pretty shitty job of it!”
I swear his voice went up four pitches as he shouted in disbelief, “You liked me just twenty minutes ago when I kissed you, I don’t understand where this is coming from! How many times do I have to say I had no idea about this party? You know me, if I know about a party, I’m at it.” Okay, he had me there. “And I’ll even swear on that fucking valedictorian title that means so much to you that I thought we’d come back here and it’d be nice and quiet. And yeah, I thought maybe we’d have sex. Which would have been awesome, because you’re gorgeous and I actually like you—but not as a one night stand!” People on the sidewalk across the street were starting to give us looks as they stumbled by.
“As what, then?” I asked, still reeling over the fact he’d said I was gorgeous. Whatever he wanted, I hated to admit, I’d wanted too just a few minutes ago. He’d shown me a side of him I actually liked, but now it was back to the same old banter that I was sure was going to give me my first gray hairs. “It would just prove that you won, that Luke Hemmings can take any girl on campus to bed with a little sweetness to soften her up.”
“But that’s not what I wanted!” He paused to collect his thoughts. “You make me want to rip my hair out, okay, but I’ve never had more fun with any other girl that I do when I’m annoying the shit out of you. That’s what we do, that’s our thing, we piss each other off! I know I’m an asshole, but like…I want to be your asshole boyfriend,” he finished lamely.
