Different

Chapter 23

A quick note: chapter 30 will be written in Jack's POV ;)

I apologize again, for not posting and thank you for understanding <3

The chapters may take longer for me to write, since this book was kind of based on my relationship. I feel weird and sad writing about this now, but I will finish it. I can promise you that. It just will take longer. I'm just really hurt and disappointed in what happened and I'm feeling as if the breaking up is still happening and it just won't ever stop. If that makes sense? Also, thank you for all the kind messages. I really love you guys <3

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"Let me help you, Em," Luke grabs my bags, putting them into the bottom part of the bus, before I could refuse. I thank him and we go on the bus.

"Where should we-" "Lukey!! Come here and sit with me!" Nicki practically shouts and I look at Luke, who just rolls with his eyes. "I wanna sit with you. Don't worry about that bitch," he whispers in my ear, making me smile. I nod and he takes me to a seat, somewhere in the back.

"I need you to be taller, so I can sleep on your shoulder," Luke jokes and I smile, "Well thank god you're taller, because I'm sleeping on you," I lean my head on his shoulder.

"And also, I'm 5'6, which is pretty tall if you ask me," I look at him and he shakes his head, "Well I'm 6'1 so that means you're small," he smirks and I roll my eyes. "But at least you won't have to squat down when you're sucking my dick," he adds and I gasp. He laughs and pushes my head on his shoulder, so I'm leaning on it again.

"Idiot," I smile and close my eyes.

"Only for you," he kisses my head and I chuckle. I really like this side of him. The soft and sweet side. I hope he'll stay like that for longer periods of time.

He offers me one of his earbuds and I take it, putting it in my ear. I keep my eyes closed, as Bryson Tiller fills up my ears. We both start humming the song at the same time, making us chuckle.

"You're so adorable," he says after a while, making me blush. "I'm really not," I laugh. I'm not the type of girl who would say, 'I'm not pretty omg,' just to have people tell her how pretty she is. I just don't find myself attractive.

"Shut up," he rolls his eyes, holding my hand.

I lift my head, now looking at him. "Make me," I gulp and he fires his gaze at me, a smirk painting on his face. "Is that so?" he whispers, his voice low, slowly closing the space between us. He crashes his lips against mine and I can practically feel the looks burning into the back of my head. I didn't really care about it though.

"Since when does Luke kiss his girls?" Mostly everyone was whispering to eachother.

What does that even mean? He isn't gay now is he?

As he pulled away, my face was completely red, making him chuckle. He grabs my head with both of his hands, kissing me on the forehead. I smile at the small but meaningful gesture and lean my head on his. This ride is great so far.

"Lukey come here please, I need you!" An obnoxious voice is heard through the bus. Well nevermind what I said before about this ride being great. He rolls his eyes, "wait here, I'll be right back," he whispers and I nod.

But he didn't come back.

After a while, I stand up, looking, where he went. I see Nicki's head on Luke's shoulder. I slowly sit down, tears gathering in my eyes.

Ahh jealousy. Here you are, my old friend. Jealousy probably is the worst feeling I've ever felt. The feeling that makes you think, that you're not good enough. That someone else will take your place, because they're so, so much better than you. It makes you feel as if you're nothing and no one to that person. More specifically, you'll never be as important as her. You'll never, ever be good enough. You'll always be the second place. The second choice he'll be running to, when she doesn't want him.