Addicted

Chapter 7

I couldn't stop thinking about Me and Luke's kiss during May's funeral, is that wrong? I think she would've been happy for me. Luke hadn't come because he had to play a concert but it was fine. I was happy that his band was getting bigger, his dreams have come true. But at the same time I was scared that it would end badly.

They lowered her coffin and immediately tears streamed down my face. She was gone forever. No stupid famous boy would fix that. No stupid kiss, or soppy love story. I had to face reality today, and I wasn't ready.

I got home and checked my phone, Luke was gone all day.. And I was starting to get worried. My phone buzzed, it was Luke! I was excited yet scared. It was a drunk text.. "That kiss meant nothing, and you're not even my type" it said. Could this day get any worse? I mean I know he is a famous band member and he can do what he wants but someone should really take away his phone when he is drunk. It kind of hurt, was he with other girls?

THE NEXT MORNING

I woke up to a smiling face, it was Luke. Did I forget something I did? Did we.. You know. "Luke umm.." I hesitated then checked my phone. It was 12 in the afternoon and I just woke up.. No wonder he was here. His eyes were red and his breath smelled of smoke, he was probably high. "Luke go away seriously, whenever we talk you're stoned" I said. "Oh don't be so down you cutie" he got close and kissed me again, I backed up before it got intense. "Luke, stop please, you're going to regret kissing me for the 2nd time, you already said yourself that it was a mistake last night." He looked confused, but he kissed me again and put his hands on my cheeks. "stop" I backed away and got up. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Go home" I said, "But.." He trailed off "I said go home!" I yelled. "Whatever" he said and walked out of my room. I don't need this much drama in one day, I mean my best friend just died and he kissed me three times now. I'm seriously done. I sat down on my bed and buried my face in the covers, then I cried.