That smile he shows just for me

Chapter eleven

Schools over and I'm incredibly lonely. And I hate it.
All I can think about is what has happened in the last 24 hours.
I'm a complete mess of a human being.
But tomorrow after school I get to hang out with Lukas. I'm not sure what we are doing. Either way I just want to get out of the house for a while. And hang out with someone who gives a shit about me.
Justin hasn't spoken a word to me. He won't even look at me. Obviously because he saw me with mike. But I don't know what he thought we were doing. I can assure you I didn't want it. I just wish he'd ask me what happened. But he won't.
So as Friday rolls around, I do my normal routine and head to school without a glance from my brother.
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I was putting my books in my locker when someone jumped out behind me.
"Hey Gray." Lukas says with his hands on my shoulders.
"Holy shit don't do that." I laugh turning around.
"So I thought you could just come home with me after school. We can go to the mall or something?"
"Ok." I smile.
"Cool. I'll meet you by your locker at the end of the day."
And true to his word, there he was leaning against a locker right beside mine.
"Hey." I greeted.
"Hi cutie."
I give him a glare. Which he ignores and smiles at me.
This man.
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We are on the way to his house and I am for some reason nervous.
Not only am I going to someone's house which I probably haven't done since the first grade, but I'm hanging with a hunk of a man.
I glance over at him and he just has a smile on his face, driving.
"Ok." He says and turns off the car.
I look out my window while unbuckling and look at his house. Three story beautiful brick house.
Damn.
We walk up to the door and he unlocks it. "Mom I'm home!"
A nice looking lady walks in from what I assume is the kitchen, smiling.
"Hey sweetheart. Who's this?" She points to me.
Lukas looks so much like her. Brown hair, green eyes, sharp jawline, flawless skin. I'm a little jealous.
"This is Gray. Gray this is my mom Cassy."
"Hi." I wave slightly.
"We're gunna head to my room." Lukas says, grabbing my hand and dragging me up the stairs.
"Ok you're gunna rip my arm off." I joke.
He laughs but lets go anyway.
We make it to his room and im not too surprised about how it looks.
A double bed, desk and chair with books piled up, tv, PlayStation, dresser with clothes falling out and random things on the floor.
This room suits him.
"Sorry its a bit messy." He scratches his head.
"Na it's fine."
"So what do you want to do?" He asks.
"Whatever."
"Let's play 20 questions." He smirks.