Something About You (Luke Hemmings)

Chapter 7

Kira's POV

I wake up with someone's arm around me. I push the arm off me and jump out of the bed. Luke lay there looking peaceful and I almost don't wake him up. Almost. Instead, I do this.

"Wake the hell up douche bag!" I yell and hit him with a pillow.

"Aaaagh!" He yells and falls off his bed.

I can't help it. I bust out laughing and he eventually joins in. I laugh so hard it actually hurts. I haven't laughed like this in forever and it feels so good. It's weird that this complete stranger could make me feel this way.

"Why did you do that!?" He manages to get out.

"I don't know" I giggle.

He gets up and puts an arm around me and I decide to let him. Why not let a stranger get all touchy feely with you? After all, you only live once. To my surprise, I actually lean my head on his shoulder. For a while, we just sit there on the carpeted floor, my head on his shoulder, completely silent. Then, he jumps up and ruins it.

"Do you want some breakfast?" He asks.

"Sure" I mumble, suddenly pissed off for some reason.

He doesn't seem to notice my sudden mood change and leads me to the kitchen. He looks through a bunch of cabinets and finally holds up a box of Cocoa Pebbles triumphantly. I smile just the tiniest bit at his goofy almost child-like behavior. Then he seems to remember me and holds up the cereal box to me and raises his eyebrows. I nod approval and my smile grows bigger. Chocolate is my weakness and there is absolutely nothing better.

I sit at a small wood table while he pours two bowls of cereal and milk. He sits down and slides my bowl toward me. I thank him quietly. I eat little spoonfuls and he finishes way before me. Then I push it back and look him in his hypnotizing blue eyes.

"So......" I say awkwardly.

"So......" He says and we both giggle.

"Does anyone else live here. Girlfriend, mom, dad.......?" I ask.

"Well, I'm single so no girlfriend. I live with my mom when she's not away though"

"Where does she go?"

"I honestly don't know" He sighs and shakes his head which causes a piece of blonde hair to go in his eyes.

I lean forward and push it out of his eyes. He stares at me and I feel my cheeks go red. I slump back in my chair. I guess the awkwardness bothers him too and he takes the bowls to the sink to wash them. I sigh. Why do I have to be so weird?

Wow! Steamy! Jk jk hehe. Well sorry its so short. Might not be an update for a few days.... family issues :-(  but I'll try. XOXO Taylor