alleviate || l.h

0.3

         Okay so I know you're probably confused about a lot of stuff right now and you will continue to get confused about more stuff in the next couple chapters, but I prmoise it will alll make sense eventually! I also didn't edit this bc lazy so please don't point out grammar errors and stuff. HERE IS CHAPTER 3 :-)

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       "Why did I agree to this again?" I ask Ashton as he parks in Luke's driveway and turns the car off. I open up the car door and get out, surveying the area.

        The neighborhood looks friendly and non-sketchy. All the houses look about the same; two-stories with green freshly cut lawns with white fences separating each other. Looks like I won't have to use this pepper spray I bought, yet. Frick.

        "You agreed to this because you love me," Ashton replies, smiling sweetly at me while taking his drumming-box-thingy out of the backseat. It has some official name, but it's too foreign for me to remember.

        I stop in my tracks stare at him with a blank face.

        "You're ringing the doorbell," I state.

        "Are you sure you're 17?" He questions, walking towards me.

        "Don't cross me," I warn, pointing my finger threateningly at Ashton.

        "Just come on," he mutters, grabbing my arm and pulling me the rest of the the way to the door.

        Grab my arm without permission one more time, Ashton. I'll end you.

        He rang the door bell and we began to wait patiently. I tap my foot and lift my wrist to inspect it.

        "Haley, you aren't wearing a watch," Ashton reminds me, as if I don't already know that.

        "It was for dramatic affect," I tell him in a "duh" way.

        "Why is nobody answering the door? I bet this is the wrong house. I bet Luke just sent us here on purpose to make us look like idiots. You know, I always took him for that type of person. I've had my suspicions since day one -" I am interrupted mid-rant by the giraffe himself.

        "Oh hey friends! Come in, come in!" Luke holds the door open farther and motions for us to come in. Ashton walks in first with me trailing behind. "The other boys in the living room. Just walk straight through the kitchen and you'll be there," Luke explains, pointing towards what I am assuming the kitchen and closing the door. Ashton kicks his shoes off excitedly and follows Luke's directions. I take my shoes off and follow behind with Luke trailing right behind me. A little too close for comfort, if you ask me. Nobody did ask, of course.

        All of a sudden, I feel him step on the back of my heel, causing me to lose balance and fall straight to the floor. I close my eyes and prepare for the impact but it never comes. Then, I realize there's a pair of large calloused hands around my waist, keeping my steady. I rotate my head to the side to see Luke bent forward, holding onto me. His head is resting on my shoulder and his face is facing toward my own. I can feel the hair at the nape of his neck tickling my shoulder.

        "Woah, Haley, you better be more careful or you might - woah" Luke began but not before his back foot slipped from underneath him and down onto the floor we collapsed with a thud. I, pinned underneath his giant mass of body tissue. He looks down at me, taking his lipring between his teeth.

        "What might I do if I'm not careful?" I ask sweetly looking up at his face right above mine.

        "Get out of my face," he mutters, keeping eye contact with me. I stare into his eyes and wow, let me tell you, those are some serious Pacific Oceans he's got going on in those irises. He stares back into my eyes, as if memorizing them.I'm almost mesmerized by how beautiful his are. Key word, almost. I look down at our current position and suddenly realize that now he really is too close for comfort.