May-September Private Affair

Chapter VII

Luke's POV

'Fuck!' Luke woke up with a sudden jolt. He looked around to see his room still covered in darkness.

'Only 2 hours of sleep! Fuckin free falling dream!' he groaned in annoyance. He glanced towards his clock at his bedside table and it says 4:23AM.

'Greeeeat!' He groaned. He tried to continue sleeping but after a few twist and turns he gave up trying and turned his tv on. He doesn't really watch tv but he likes the noise it brings. Realising that watching doesn't really cut out the deal he decided to take a swim hoping it'll wear himself out and eventually continue his sleep. It's almost quarter to 7 by the time he reached the community area.

His condo, he learned has an indoor and outdoor pool. The one inside is a ''current pool'' while the one outside is a ''lap pool''. He decided to go with the lap pool since he only want to get a few strokes, just to pass up time. 

A few more strokes and he got out of the pool. He saw a few people already lounging beside the pool, some taking a morning run. He grabbed his towel, dried himself and dialed his Uncle's number.

It rang eight times before he picked up 'This better be farkin good!' answered his uncle angrily.

'Good morning Grumpy' he greeted cheekily.

'Luke?! What the fark man, it's 6AM!!!' 

'Jet lag. Sorry! and it's almost 7 AM! He really was sorry. He lost track of time, if it was him he won't be too forgiving.

'I'm on Honeymoon you dork! Whaddayahwant?' he can feel the annoyance coming out of his phone.

'Belle's Number' he said immediately

'Hell No!' his uncle was about hang up when he shouted 'I'll keep calling!'

'Whatever!' his uncle retorted.

'Try me!'

'Ha! My phone's now on silent mode!' his uncle said with triumph in his voice.

'I'll come over! Now! If you don't open, I'll keep knocking till you do! I swear!'

'Fuck! You're such a pest!' he heard shuffling on the other line then he his phone beeped signifying a message.

'Sent' Then his uncle hang up.

'That was easy' he smirked and decided to text Belle after he's taken his shower.

He doesn't really understand why he so interested with her. Yes, she's beautiful and hot but you can feel the picket and fences vibe from her. She's someone who should be courted and dated, someone you'll call you ''girlfriend'' and that makes her his type. 

He's only had one girlfriend. Cara was the first friend he had when he arrived in the US. You know It wasn't easy transferring in a foreign country. With all the adjustment and bullying and not being able to speak english fluently. He didn't get a lot of friends to say the least. Well he eventually did but  they're the wrong crowd who made him do bad decisions which costs him his life and his relationships with people he love. He didn't deserve her but she put up will all his fuck ups until she got tired and left for good. After that it's been just one night stands and quickie from here and there for him.

A man's gotta do what he's gotta do but he don't do relationships anymore so he doesn't exactly know what he's doing here with Belle. He just know that he wants her. And when he wants something, he make sure he get it.

He started to strut out of the pool area to go up and changed into dry clothes. He only remembered he haven't had breakfast yet when his stomach did a noisy growl. He decided he wants to eat at the pancake house he saw downstairs when he went to go swimming but didn't want to eat alone. He still have a lot of time to kill and he's getting bored and hungry.