affliction // michael clifford (discontinued)

Chapter Three

from: lukeypoo

I'm almost ready and i'll be there in five minutes (:

to: lukepoo

okayyy(:

I did a double check in the mirror.

My lavender hair was braided and tossed to side.

I was wearing a white halter top and faded black skinny jeans along with my white vans.

from lukeypoo:

i'm here cutie pie(:

I laughed at his cheekiness.

My mother was at work so I didn't have to worry about her questioning where I was going every two seconds.

I stepped outside and saw Luke standing in front of an old pick-up truck wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and a plaid button up shirt.

"Sorry about the old shitty truck." he told me as he opened the passenger door for me.

"Don't worry," I told him while laughing, "It's not that bad. It's cute. It also reminds me of High School Musical 3, AKA my favorite movie of all times."

"It is not." he laughed hysterically.

"What!?" I threw my hands up in surrender window, "It's a pretty damn good movie."

"You're such a dork." he said, "I like dorks."

I felt my cheeks flush and I looked down to my lap.

I felt his stare on me, and when I looked up he was looking at me, biting his lip ring.

I smiled at him.

"Eyes on the road loser." I told him.

"But I'd rather keep my eyes on you ." he said, focusing his eyes back on the road.

I shook my head and stared out the window for the rest of the ride.

"And here we are." he said, pulling into a spot.

I looked around and saw we were at a cute little dinner with a boardwalk.

"I've never been here before." I told him, hopping out the truck.

"Really?" he asked surprised, "Or are you just saying that for me?"

I laughed, "I promise."

We were seated by a middle aged woman and were waiting for out waitress to appear.

"Hi my names Amanda and I'll be serving you today." she said, eye-raping Luke.

She was looked a about our age, maybe a year older. Her blonde hair was slicked into a ponytail and was wearing too much makeup to be working here. Her black button up was kept a few buttons open on the top, exposing more cleavage than needed.

I looked at Luke and saw he was uncomfortable under her gaze.

"Hi." I said bitterly, "I'll take an orange juice." I grabbed Luke's hand and interlocked them right on the table, "What do you want babe?"

"I-I'll take an apple juice."

Amanda rolled her eyes and walked off into the back.

"You are very welcome." I told him, our hands still touching.

"Thank you. Her eyes were like death traps."

I laughed and we both looked at our hands.

I tapped his hand that was on mine and I took mine away placed them on my lap.