*Phoebe’s POV*
Luke’s phone started to ring just as Happy Feet ended. “Ew, it’s Calum” he said before answering.
“Where are you?” I heard him say. “I’m down stairs in the gym still” Luke said.
“When are you coming back? It’s been like two hours!”
“Sorry, I’ll be back soon, I promise.”
“Okay good” Calum said and hung up.
Luke sighed and lifted up the cover as if he was going to get up but I stopped him by grabbing his shirt tightly.
“Luke, please don’t go, I really enjoyed this” I said pathetically, not wanting him to leave. “I don’t want to go but you know I have to” he told me grabbing my clutched hand.
“Five more minutes” I said, nuzzling my head into his chest.
“I’m starting to think you only need a pillow” he laughed.
“No, no, I just really enjoy your company” I said closing my eyes. His heartbeat got louder and faster.
“So what does that mean?” he asked.
“It means I really like you” I laughed.
“But?”
“But what?”
“There’s always a catch.”
“Not this time.”
“…… Well, I really like you too.”
“Good.”
“Good.”
We sat in the same position quietly watching the news for about five minutes and I knew he had to go so I walked him to the door.
“So I’ll see you tomorrow right?” he asked me with a cute little grin.
“Of course” I said, opening the door for him. He began to walk out but I just had to stop him.
“Wait wait wait” I said, closing the door.
“What’s wrong?” eyes widened. I quickly hugged him the opened the door again.
“Okay. Now get out” I laughed, jokingly of course. He laughed and got a little red as he walked out slowly.
I closed the door and ran to my bed, getting under the covers, waiting for him to text me.
