back to you

chapter seven

"We've watch it a hundred times already, what's the point? You know the end, I know the end. Why watch it again?" Lucas asks, laying down on my bed.

"Because it's my favourite." I reply and join him with the bowl of popcorn I brought upstairs.

"There's so much things we could be doing instead but suit yourself." He winks and put his hand on my thigh. I chuckle, "You wish."

"You know I do." He smirks and squeezes my thigh. I feel a burst of electricity running through my entire body. He's just a friend, nothing more, nothing can happen between us. I need to remind myself of that.

I ignore the feeling I felt and keep watching the movie. I don't feel like eating the popcorn that lays in front of me anymore. I feel tense and awkward moving any limbs.

I regain courage after a few minutes of uncomfortable silence. I reach under my bed and take my box on my bed. I open it and take what I need out.

"Since you're the best to make every situation awkward, I'll ease up the mood a bit." I smirk and take the hashish in my fingers.

"I was wondering how much time it would take you to bring that out." He laughs and lifts himself up a little, so he's sitting instead of laying down. I lit my cigarette and waste no time in making the smoke rise in the bottle in my hands. I take it in a large intake and wait before blowing out the rest of the smoke. I repeat the exact same thing a few times until Lucas and I had enough.

"Much better." I say first and lay down again, feeling much more comfortable.

"You saved the day." He chuckles and lays beside me. I turn to face him and realize we're closer than I thought we'd be. I back up a bit and look at him.

"You're so beautiful." He surprises us by whispering the words he never told me before.

"Lucas..." I start saying until he interrupts me, "Don't. Please, just listen to me." He keeps his voice down, "Ever since I laid my eyes on you... Gosh, I'll probably regret saying that, but I have to. I can't keep this to myself anymore." He continues, taking a deep breath.

"Makayla, I don't wanna sound like a coward for saying this, but please try to understand where I'm coming from." He shakes his head and put his hand on my cheek. I nod and anticipate what's about to come.

"I know you don't want a relationship right now. I understand that, and I respect that, but I can't keep what I'm feeling hidden anymore. I just can't. I've been trying really hard to give you the space you want and be your friend, but you lit a fire in me from the first time I met you and there's no way to turn it off." He takes and shaky breath once again, "I don't know if I'm crazy for thinking that, but I feel like you want this just as much as I do, but you're just scared. It's okay to be scared, but please give me a chance to show you how good this can be." He finishes, still stroking my cheek with his thumb. While I'm numb on his words, I feel so much for the guy that lays a few inches away from me. He's right. I am scared and so not ready to be in a relationship. I've never been in one and it wasn't my intention when I first met him. I feel like we're not there yet, we've known each other for only a few months, and I haven't told him half of the things about me. I don't want to bring him into my messy world. Not right now.

"You don't know me, Lucas..." I reply in a whisper, not able to talk louder.

"I don't want to force you into anything Mak, but right now I need you. I want you and I need you so much..." his words barely heard, he reaches my neck and brings himself closer to me.