Different

Chapter 9

Merry christmas! I'm a bit late with that but oh well..I love you and I hope you got to spend some time with your families and your loved ones <3

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Emma's POV

After the diner, Luke drove me to my dorm.

"Thank you for believing me," Luke says for the 100th time.

"It's fine Luke. You don't have to thank me," I laugh.

"But-" "DID YALL FUCK?" Jack opens the door.

His hair is messy and he looks as if he just woke up. And why is he still here?

"Come on Jack," I whine and Luke gives him a glare, turns around and leaves, without saying anything.

"Shit. My bad," he laughs and I slap him.

"Why are you still in my dorm?"

"I fell asleep," he shrugs. "I'll be going now though. Goodnight Emma," he hugs me.

"Goodnight Jack," I hug him back.

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When I walk into the school, the first thing I notice is a beat-up Jack.

"Oh my god, Jack what happened?!" I freak out.

He has a split lip and a black eye. But he doesn't act as if it would hurt him. So that's a good thing. Right?

"Ask your boyfriend," he hisses.

He wouldn't..

"Luke?" I gasp.

What the actual shit? What's wrong with him?

"Yup," he says, popping the p.

"He's dead," I snap and turn around, to search for Luke.

"Emma it's fine," I hear Jack behind me but I don't care. I'm like a boiling pot, waiting to explode.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I cringe at my cursing, but I'm too mad to care.

He turns around and I gasp.

He's almost more beat-up than Jack.

"What? I don't want him in your room," he rolls his eyes.

"Excuse me? Who do you think you are?" He's crossing the line. Nobody messes with my best friend.

"I'm Luke fucking Jones. Why?" He hisses.

"What is your problem you possessive freak!" I raise my voice.

"Me? Possessive? I couldn't care less," he snorts and turns around, leaving.

He really is bipolar.

When I turn around, I see Dean looking at me, smirking, but the smirk disappears in a second, when he sees my face. I roll my eyes and walk to class.

In class, I sit as far from Luke as I can. I sit next to Eleanor. I always found her so beautiful with her dark skin, dark curly hair and her full lips. I wish my lips were like that. AND she's super nice. She has everything.

After the class, I go to the bathroom. When I walk in I see Luke, standing there, looking at me.

"This is a women's bathroom," I say.

"Oh I know," he smirks and takes a step closer.

No. Not this again. Whenever he does that I can't resist him. And that's not good. I need to be the one in control.

I take a step back and hit my back to the sink. My heart starts racing.

"There's nowhere you can go," he smirks, "you can't ever get away from me. I know you want me," he's now whispering into my ear, sending chills down my spine.