Thunder to your Rain (YA)

[8]

Luke's POV

We decided to just sit on the lawn for the rest of the lunch period. That McDonalds was getting too packed anyways. I've constantly been shifting because of the many twigs that are making my ass uncomfortable. Fucking nature.

Finding a suitable spot I pull out my phone to browse instagram. To look at memes of course. It's not like I have a girlfriend to text. I wish I did.

I wish I had the confidence to just ask her out. But my insecurities have managed to get the best of me again. This shit sucks. Why can't I just be good enough for once? Then I wouldn't be worried about anything half of the time.

The wind has picked up speed and it's whistling now. It's getting chillier by the second. I should've worn pants today. I'm an idiot.

Suddenly, Timothy scoots over to my area. Dirt building in the knees of his jogging pants. I shift to my left to make room for him.

"Did you do the geometry homework?" He asks dragging his backpack along.

"What homework?" I ask.

"Mr. Torres wrote in on the board at the end of class, don't tell me you didn't do it. Fuck." He says sliding back over to Jasper to ask him if he did it.

. . .

I waved bye to the rest of the guys as me and Noah headed to the boys locker room. I slowed down to follow his pace as we made our way down the hallway.

He's always been a slow walker. He says that there's no need for everyone in the hallway to run. We don't actually run though, there would definitely be repercussions for that.

Mr. Lopez, one of our security guards wasn't far from us. He looked to be 20 feet away. As soon as he saw us he spoke.

"Put on your IDs," He demanded before walking away to yell at another student.

I only wear my ID to get into the building. That's literally it. Only freshman wear their IDs. Fucking headasses. I turned around briefly to make sure he wasn't looking back at us before I put my ID back in my bag.

Suddenly, someone walking in the opposite direction bumps into me. It takes a moment to register that it's Rain.

"My bad," She says looking up at me. Her eyes look red and puffy. She must of been crying. I hope everything is alright with her. When the person you like is sad, it automatically makes you sad as well. That's just science.

"It's okay, are you good?" I ask fiddling with my fingers.

"Not really, my friend kind of dropped a bomb on me during lunch. I'll tell you in class okay," She says turning around to walk away.

But I just can't let her walk away. Not if she's hurting. I want her to know that I'm here for her so I do something I've never done before.

"Rain, wait," I say and she stops in her tracks.

I gently grab her arm before she can fully turn and make her face me. Then, I pull her close to my chest and into a hug.

I've hugged girls before but it's different when it's someone you like. It's totally different.

I immediately expected her to pull away but without hesitation she wraps her arms around my waist. Then, she tightens the hug.

She's so fucking cute oh my god. I can't believe this is our first hug and neither can my heart. My heart wants to jump out of my chest. I hope she can't feel that through the fabric of our shirts.

"I hope you feel better," I say in her ear before releasing her from the hug. By now I know my cheeks are pink as I released her from the hug. But maybe I should of asked first. Who knows if she's comfortable hugging guys. She probably just hugged me back so I wouldn't feel bad. I should of fucking asked first.