We sit up on the head board.
"So what do you have on tomorrow?" Luke asks, a small smile playing on the corners of his lips.
"Nothing. Why?" I say. It's really nice to spwmd time with Luke again. It's been too long since we actually spoke face to fave without interpretation or being on the phone.
"Want to watch a movie?"
"Sure. What one?" Please be horror, please be horror.
"Nightmare on Elm Street." Luke's creepy voice makes me laugh.
We head down stairs to the kitchen and grab a tub of half eaten cookies and cream ice cream and his mums homemade pepperoni pizza.
We go back upstairs and he puts on the movie. He sits back on the bed and plays the movie. We stay quiet and every now and then I jump. Luke smiles everytime I hide my face behind a pillow or his shirt.
After the movie we finish off the ice cream and try to go to sleep.
"Luke?" I whisper into his ear. But only get a murmer.
"Luke?" I rock his shoulder.
"Lucas"
"What?" He moans.
"Can you come with me to grab a drink ? Pleeaasseee." I beg. I don't think I can handle horrors anymore, but I love horrors it's not funny.
"Awww. Is someone scared they will get ripped to shreds?" Luke laughs.
"Shut up. Just come down stairs with me." I pout and bat my eyes. Yet again it works like usual and he groan and walks to the door. He slowly opens it and gestures for me to go just in front of him.
I take two steps out of the door way and into the dark hall when Luke closes the door and locks me out in the hall.
"Lucas Robert Hemmings! Open this door immediately!!!" I yell and pound on the door, mentally forgetting that people are asleep in the house.
Luke's POV
"Lucas Robert Hemmings! Open this door immediately!!!" Quinn yells and pounds from the other side of the door, clearly forgetting the house is full of sleeping people.
I lean against the door and start laughing.
"Not until you know that no one will slaughter you. Freddie can't even hurt you unless your asleep. Now go down stairs and get a drink them come back up an I'll let you in." I say and I hear her long sigh in defeat and her soft footsteps disappearing.
A few minutes later I hear something crashing to the ground and a scream. Quinn's scream.
My hearts leaps in panic and I fumble around with the lock on the door and swing it open. I rush down stairs and into the kitchen.
Stopping at the kithen entry, I take in the sceen. Its completely normal, the occasional plate and glass shattered oj thw ground but no sign of Quinn.
"Quinn." I whisper as I take a slow step into the kitchen.
"Quinn." I say just a tiny bit louder.
"Quinn."
"Right here." I turn around and find Quinn leaning against the kitchen door.
"But...I heard....What?!" I say confused. Actually I find it strange that my family didn't even wake up.
"You lock me out of your room when scared, I play a little game I like to call revenge to make you regret it and shit you pants." She plays it cool but then cracks up laughing. "You should have seen your face. 'Quinn? Quinn?' It was priceless."
"You did this on purpose? How could you Quinn?! You had me scared shitless." I scream at her. Wait wasnt that the whole point she made? To have me scared shitless? "That was the whole point, wasn't it?" She just nods and clenches her stomach as she continues laughing. "Bitch" I mumble under my breath but she seems to hear me.
"Wolf." She says.
I stick my toung out in a childish manner then walk up stairs.
"You know that wasn't cool. I was legit freaking out. Please don't do that again, I couldn't handle it if you were actually hurt or murdered because of me." I say softly, just so she can hear. I really don't know what I would have done.
"I'm sorry. I really am, but someone needed to teach you a lesson. I don't know what I would have done if it were you that were hurt or murdered either."
"Come on, lets go to bed. I'm...*Yawn*...tied" I say. She yawns and nods.
***
Shit, it's too hot. I open my eyes to the sun blaring into the room and something pushing me to the mattress. Quinn.
Gently I try to push her off and roll out of bed. I manage to do it without waking her.
Quinn POV
I feel the bed move under me and open my eyes slowly to Luke coming back to the bed. Did he leave the room? And I hadn't noticed?
"Where'd you go?" I say through a sleepy haze.
"To the bathroom. Is that a crime?" Luke jokes.
"That depends on the reason." Ahhhh the perks of having a guy best friend.
"What if I went to do a piss?"
"You have committed crime!" I say in a low voice that made us both laugh.
"Hey? What's with the necklace still?" Luke asks and I finally the necklace still around neck.
"I hadn't even realized it was still on. It had just become a thing I never take off." I shrug.
"Hey I just realized I have a gig with the guys tonight. You coming?"
"Of course."
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Fanfiction"I have never been more hurt in my life." Emma Taylor is an ordinary 17 year old high school student. She receives perfect grades and has a perfect boyfriend. Her life IS perfect. Well she thought it was anyway. Join Emma on her adventure to fin...
