My mother refused to speak for the first two days. I couldn't get a word of of her. It's strange for my mother not to be chatty when Im with her.
Finally on Sunday, almost as soon as I was out of bed, she looked at me. She seemed really upset the whole time I was there and I was trying really hard to cheer her up. The only problem is, it was impossible because she refused to smile.
She saw me walk down the stairs, and she cleared her throat to catch my attention. She made me sit in one of the chairs and poured me a cup of coffee.
I took a sip and she began talking. Her voice sounded old and tired, probably because she hadn't used it in what felt like weeks, but was only a few days.
"Dakota, I wanted you over here because," she took a deep breath, tears formed in her eyes "I haven't got long to live." She stopped, and my heart stopped.
I shook my head "That can't be true, you're perfectly healthy." She smiled and lifted up her shirt, revealing a large bump on her chest. I bit my lip, a tear slipping down my face.
"Is that....ca-" she put her hand over my mouth and nodded. "I don't want you to stay here, one more day will do. I don't want you here, it's too hard to see you suffer." She wants me to go, I shook my head, I can't go.
I stood up from the chair and hugged my mother. I didn't want to lose her. I didn't care if she did drugs or she was alcohol addict, she was still my mother.
After she told me, she refused to talk again. She let me stay for another day before making me leave. She didn't want me around to see her pain, she said she couldn't handle emotion and she wanted to be alone.
I was walking down the street, to the closest bus stop when my phone buzzed. I pulled it out and checked the message.
Luke- Still coming today?
I bit my lip, I forgot all about our meet up. I couldn't turn him down, I had to go and get my mind off things. I sat down in the bus stop shelter.
Dakota- Yeah I should be there in half an hour
I looked down at what I was wearing. A pair of black jeans, with my white, floral singlet and a denim jacket over the top. The weather wasn't exactly perfect but it was fairly nice, considering it was Winter.
Luke- Can't wait, see you soon, love
Jesus, this guy hasn't even heard me speak, yet he still calls me love. Something weird is going on here, this doesn't ever happen. Does it?
I didn't reply, instead I boarded the bus. I took a seat, next to a guy around my age. He was actually fairly hot, but he didn't see, interested in much, other than the window and what was outside.
I opened up my phone and checked my messages. Four new messages. One from Rani, another from my mother and two from my dad.
I opened up the one from Rani first.
Rani- Stupid Sarah bitch thinks we're best friends now, fml
I laughed softly, catching the attention of the guy next to me. I felt him breath on my neck, which startled me into looking up. Why did I have to run into such a hot guy. Just my luck.
I looked at him for a moment, but then we both look away. For a moment I thought he would forget i was there again, but he didnt. He turned back to face me and smiled.
"Something funny?" he blinked, as if it was him I had laughed at. I shook my head "Something my friend texted me." He turned away "Fair enough" was all he said.
"Where are from anyway?" he raised an eyebrow out the window. My not-so-American accent must have given away my foreignness. "Im visiting from Australia."
He looked at me again, slightly stunned. "Visiting?" he said. I looked at him and nodded "My mother." It's weird how impressed he looked.
"Divorced parents" I bit my lip, waiting for his answer. "Same, but my dad lives in Texas, my mom lives here" he gulped and looked down at his own phone.
"Do you know Fran Williams?" I asked, curious of him. He looked at me and smiled "Robin Williams' daughter in law? Yeah, she lives next door to my mom." I frowned and looked at him one more time. He didn't seem familiar.
"That's my mother" I realised I was still biting my lip. "Oh, Im sorry about the news" he said quietly. I sighed, shrugging it off. "This is probably one of my last visits."
He sighed as well "I hope not, you seem like a nice girl" he smiled "I'd even come to Australia to get to know you more." My eyes widened slightly and I laughed, was he serious? "Yes, Im serious..Dakota."
The bus finally arrived at SE California. I wasn't as familiar with these streets but with the directions Toby, the guy off the bus, gave me, I found my way.
I was getting lucky these last few weeks, apart from the fact my mother is dying. I got two hot guys numbers and one of them is famous, damn.
I sat in Starbucks, scrolling through my twitter. I checked my messages. I opened the one from my mother.
Mother- Im sorry about your visit, I was sent to hospital once you left. Only two weeks left...
I wish I didnt open this, I held back my tears and opened the texts from dad, trying to get my mind off things.
Dad- Fly home safely
Dad- Im on a business trip for a week, might not be back when you are.
Ok, thats not terrible news I guess. I could throw a party, i dunno, its about time I had a party. I usually have them annual but I havent had one in ages.
I closed down my phone and looked up at Luke. Wait, when did he get here. I bit my lip and smiled. Ugh, biting my lip is a terrible habit I have.
"Hey, its good to finally meet you for real" he said. I smiled again, aw he was so cute. "Yeah, I guess this is kind of weird..I mean unreal for me" I was muddled on word, c'mon Dakota get yourself together.
He chuckled "Pretty unreal for me as well, meeting such a perfect girl." I raised an eyebrow, cliché much. I couldn't fall for this stupid boy, anyway he probably doesn't even care about me.
We talked for a while, before grabbing a drink. It was a good chat, although I wasn't convinced that he liked me. What changed my mind was this.
We finished our drinks and he stood me up, he took my hand and led my to the bathrooms. I think I knew where this was going. He sat me on the bench and looked me in the eyes.
"I actually really like you, not in a way that I just want to get in your pants, but I want us to have a relationship...and yanno, a bit of sex" he smirked, licking his lips.
"I like the sound of that, but..how do we keep this sex buddies thing a secret" I frowned, but he kept smirking "Just don't tell, and no one will know" he smashed his lips against mine.
It got intense, his hands roamed my body, slipping up and down my singlet. I moaned as he grasped my breast, we couldn't do this here.
I broke away from our kiss and smiled "Not here, next time" I stood up and straightened my clothes. As I left he slipped something into my pocket again.
On the way to the airport, I opened the note.
It was great meeting you, and I like the way you kiss.
Our secret will be worth it, I mean it.
See you soon, beautiful
~Luke xx
He needs to start sending messages, it will save him using his hands. He should be using them for something better. I smirked.
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