matt walked up tonus fists in tight balls, his knuckles were white and his face was fuming. luke followed my gaze and saw the angry matt storming up to us and he stood infront of me blocking me from my rage filled boyfriend.
lukes p.o.v
i saw matt walk in and my first reaction was to step infront of claire, the last thing i wanted was for her to get hurt, shes so beautiful, but i feel like shes hiding something. im just drawn to her. but then theres matt, and speak of the devil matt was about half a foot away from me at the moment. i could tell he was trying to be intimidating with his football jacket on and stuff but he didnt scare me. i could feel claire trembling behing me and i put my hand on her sholder in an effort to comfort her and tell her everything would be ok.
"get your fucking aussie hands off of her you little peice of shit" he spat at me.
i said nothing
"just who do you think you are, putting your hand on my pr-
"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT CALLING GIRLS THAT!?!" i shouted/screamed at him causing everyone in the room to turn and look in our direction.
"i will call her whatever the fuck i want to call her and you have no power over me new kid"
"your right i dont have power over you but i have the power to beat the living shit out of you" i growled through gritted teeth.
"luke.." claire whispered to me standing up and holding my sholder. i knew she didnt want me to fight him, and i wont unless he throws the first punch then its motherfucking game on.
"ooooh im so scared"
"ya you looked pretty scared after out little run in last night"
"whatever dont let your head get too big pretty boy"
"oh fuck off, you're such a pussy"
"im a pussy, oh ya we'll see about that" and there it was, he threw the first punch and i saw from the corner of my eye someone got it on video. so now its game on hes gonna regret that, and hey it was self defence. i punched him in the face and kneed him in the stomach and he fell to the ground. but then got right back up and punched my chest. i stumbled back a bit but didnt actually fall considering claire was right behind me and she caught me. i looked up at her and motioned for her to go to the other side of the room, she understood and with out protest she was standing amist the now very large crowd. i caught my balance once she left and kicked matt in the shin and gave his sholder a pretty damn good punch. he then tackled me to the ground so he was sitting on top of me. i only let him get one punch in before i turned it around so i was ontop of him and i punched and i punched and i punched and punched. i punched because he was a dick, i punched because he didnt know how to treat claire, i punched because he was a dick to claire, i punched because he punched first, but most importantly i punched bacause he didnt deserve someone as amazing as claire. when i was finally satisfied with that i had done to that douch bags face i got up, grabbed my bag, took claires hand and left without a word.
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It should be simple... (A Luke Hemmings Fanfic)
Fanfiction(Story cover was mads by 'harryforme') Claire had a perfect life, on the outside. She was dating the quarterback, got strait a's, had the perfect body. everyone wanted to be her, no, everyone wanted to be the way she tried to make herself be. But i...
