My Next-door Idiot

Food Shopping

The bed was especially warm and comfy this morning. A soft groan left my lips as I snuggled closer into the warm body. In response, the arms that were curled around me tightened their grip. I felt soft, soothing breaths line against my neck, making the warmth even more intoxicating.

"Don't let go, Luke," I mumbled, still half-asleep.

Wait.

My eyes shot open to see Luke next to me on the bed, his arms lazily around me. "GET OFF! GET OFF GET OFF GET OFF!!!" I screamed, squirming to escape his embrace.

Luke groaned and secured his arms around me.

"Ten more -"

"LET GO OF ME, YOU PERVERT!" I yelled before I kicked him off the bed.

"Ughh ... Ten more minutes ..." I heard him mumble.

"AARRGHH!" I screamed for the last time before I stepped over him and walked out of the door and into the bathroom. God, I'm gonna have to shower a thousand times over and over again to wash off all the germs ...

"Why won't you talk to me?" Luke said as I tried speed-walking away from him after school ended.

"Because you're a pervert and I hate you," I grunted, walking down the school lawn.

"I told you, the floor was too hard and I couldn't sleep," Luke stated.

"Yeah sure. I know you and you could sleep during an earthquake," I said.

"If I was on a bed, maybe," Luke added.

We were nearing the gate when I saw Louis and the other boys from afar.

"Bye, Louis!" I chimed as I waved him off.

"Bye, Naomi!" Louis waved back with his adorable smile.

"Come on, lover girl," Luke rolled his eyes as he dragged me the opposite direction and down the pavement.

"Don't touch me," I scrunched my nose at him and moved out of his grasp.

"How can you change moods so quickly? You're starting to scare me," Luke mumbled.

We later reached 'our' home where our parents greeted us by lying around lazily on the sofa.

"Naomi! Finally you're home. I need you to stop by the supermarket and buy some ingredients for dinner," Mum said.

"Why me?' I whined.

"Because we're watching Downton Abbey. Now go! I left the money and a list on the worktop," she instructed. I groaned and walked into the kitchen.

"Sucks for you," Luke took a seat next to his dad.

I looked at the list and my eyes widened. These ingredients are from the supermarket all the way downtown! There's no way I can walk all the way over there ...

"Mum! I can't drive. How can I get these ingredients if they're from a supermarket that's like a bajillion miles away?" I complained. I looked over at Luke who was happily enjoying his show. "Luke! Drive me to the supermarket," I tugged at his shirt.

"Yeah right. Your parents asked you to buy the ingredients, not me," Luke said.

"But how am I supposed to walk all the way over there?!" I whined.

"You could use the exercise," Luke stated. I was fuming and was very close to knocking him from the side of his head, but I decided to be the bigger person. Plus, I have a few very clever tactics up my sleeve.

"Wow, I cannot believe you," I said, melodramatically, hoping he would feel just a slight pang of guilt and agree to come with me. "Downtown is about an hour by foot. And a car might hit me in that time, you know ..." I slowly slipped on my shoes and took a jacket off the coat rack. I glanced back at Luke who hadn't shifted a muscle at all. "... And there will probably be murderers and kidnappers on the way ..."

"..."

"... And I could die ..."

"..."

"... This will possibly be the last time you ever see me ..." I whispered, doing a little pretend cry out the doorway. I waited a few seconds outside to see if Luke would follow after me but he never did.

THAT JERK! I can't believe he would ignore my valuable life on the line of danger just because he's lazy, like seriously he can't even TAKE ME TO THE SUPERMARKET!!! Like WHO DOES HE THI -

"Wait, Naomi!"

"Yes?" I swiftly popped my head back into the house.

"Buy me some crisps at the supermarket!" Luke called out.

"OW OW OW," Luke cried as I hauled him by his ear into his car. I shut the driver's door closed and sat in the back. "You are a viscous woman," Luke hissed, turning his keys into the slot.

"Just drive," I growled. We cruised in silence for a while until we finally reached the supermarket.

"I'll wait here," Luke grumbled, leaning back in the driver's seat.

"No, you're coming in with me," I dragged him out the car and into the supermarket.

"Why do I need to go? You just wanted somebody to drive you here," Luke whined.

"But this way I know you won't drive off and leave me alone," I said, navigating a trolley around the aisles.

"God, you picture me like some kind of jerk," Luke said. I rolled my eyes as we entered aisle 7.

"Okay let's see ... My mum said she wanted chicken broth but - Luke!" I looked up from my shopping list to see our trolley drowned in useless junk food. Luke placed another bag of crisps into the trolley. "Luke! My mum barely gave us enough for the dinner. I'm not paying for this!" I started throwing the snacks back on the shelf. I grabbed the last bag of crisps from the trolley and Luke tried taking it out of my hands.

"I need this," Luke insisted.

"No means no!" I said back, pulling harder on the crisps.

"But I want it!" Luke shouted. People around us started slowing down and staring at us.

"Luke, lower your voice; people are staring," I said in a low tone.

"Why do you always turn down what I want? Are you saying you don't love me anymore?!" Luke yelled.

"What?! Luke what are you -"

"Are you breaking up with me?!"

"LUKE! We were never ... Luke! What's wrong with you?!" I yelled.

"So are you saying you never loved me?" Luke said, melodramatically.

"Excuse me, Miss, is there a problem here?" an old man said, giving me a dirty glare.

"In fact, there isn't! This guy here is just -"

"This guy?! Is that who I am to you now?" 'This guy?'" Luke said sorrowfully, pretending to cry on a sympathetic woman's shoulder.

"You know, you should really be nicer to your boyfriend," the woman said to me, following with the nods of agreeing bystanders.

"He's NOT my boyfriend!" I shouted. I swear I'm getting a migraine from this ...

"I just don't know where we went wrong," Luke sobbed.

"You are a terrible person," a shopper shook his head at me disappointedly.

"You really deserve someone better than her," a woman patted Luke on the back.

"But I only want her ..." Luke said, sadly, earning a row of awws from the shoppers.

"FINE! FINE! YOU CAN HAVE YOUR STUPID CRISPS!" I screamed, slamming the crisps into the trolley. The crowd cheered and started clapping while Luke lifted his face from the woman's shoulder.

"Awww, baby ~" Luke smiled and returned to walking next to me.

"Don't call me that," I growled.