THE SURROGATE: A LUKE BROOKS FAN FICTION

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

The sound of the forced "ahem" is what snapped me out of my dark slumber, causing me to lie there, looking at my dark eyelids with my eyes shut. I opened my eyes slowly, to find Nicholas standing in front of me, looking at me with his arms folded over his chest. There was a moment of confusion, when I tried to get up, but couldn't. 

"Care to explain what the hell this is all about?" He spoke out loud and waited for an answer. I was still confused, because I had no idea what he was talking about, until I finally felt or rather, noticed that I had an arm wrapped around me. I followed up the arm of the owner and soon saw that it was Luke. Upon seeing his sleeping face, I remembered what happened; at about 6 o' clock this morning, Luke and I had finally fallen asleep. How both of us had managed to fall asleep on the couch and stay there, I had no idea and it would probably remain a mystery. I looked at Nicholas, and rolled my eyes at him in annoyance. 

"Luke? Luke?" I whispered, poking his leg as best I could. "mmm?" he mumbled in response, whilst squeezing me tighter. "It's time to wake up!" I said, speaking normally now. Nicholas rolled his eyes at me, and walked away; I was more than happy to see him go because mood swings this early in the morning was something I couldn't deal with, especially not mood swings coming from a grown ass man. "LUKE!" I screamed, and he woke up immediately. "Wha? Where am I? Bella?" he woke up very confused, and he attempted to jump up when he saw the position we were lying in, but failed miserably due to the fact that most of my weight was on him. "Well good morning to you too!" I laughed, "morning" he smiled as he stretched his one arm while the other was underneath me. I slightly escalated myself, allowing him to remove his other arm. The both of us sat up straight and as soon as his feet had reached the ground, he put his slippers on again. "What time is it?" he asked in his morning voice; which I still found extremely sexy. "Uhm, its about-" I said, reaching for my phone, "Its 12:30!" I said, looking at the time. 

"I gotta go!" he said, rubbing his eyes with his hands. "You sure you don't want to stay for breakfast? I can make you something to eat if you want?" I asked him as I walked him to the door. He was about to say yes, at least I think he was, but then he looked into the kitchen and saw Nicholas standing there. "No, its fine, I think you should go back to sleep. We've been up all night!" he laughed, and I smiled, "Thanks for last night by the way!" he said as he stood outside my door and hugged me goodbye. "No, thank you! I haven't had that much fun in a long time! Am I seeing you guys later?" I asked, ignoring Nicholas' grunts that were coming from the kitchen. "Yeah, definitely! See you soon!" he smiled as he walked away.

"And what was that all about?" Nicholas asked me, clearly annoyed, when I walked into the kitchen. I rolled my eyes; why I was suddenly acting this way toward him, I have no idea. "Good morning to you too" I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes once more. "Don't get sarcastic with me! Answer my question!" he said, grabbing the cup I had in my hand and slamming it on the kitchen counter. I stood in front of him and looked the cup he had slammed on the counter and then looked at him completely expressionless, "what was what Nicholas?" I asked defiantly, already feeling my blood starting to boil but underneath that, I could feel fear stirring inside of me. "You and lover boy! 'You sure you don't want me to make you breakfast?' 'Am I seeing you guys later?' 'I haven't had that much fun in such a long time'  'you sure you don't want me to suck your dick while I'm kissing your ass' blah, blah, blah!" he said, imitating me. "First of all, I do not sound like that!" I said, raising my index finger and waving it in the air, "And secondly, why can't I speak to him like that? He's my best friend! And fuck you for that last statement!" I said, turning away from him. "Best friend my ass! The way you guys were lying earlier, it looked like you were more than best friends! Are you cheating on me with half-it Australian moron!?" he asked accused me, and raising his voice. I wasn't even worried about the fact that he had raised his voice at me, I was more worried about the fact that he had insulted Luke. Did he seriously just call him a moron to my face!? The fucking nerve of him! Any underlying fear that I had previously felt, disappeared immediately and I was filled with rage.