The Eyes Of The Devil [BxB] EDITING

Chapter Thirty Eight

Oscars pov

I close the door to my locker and look around as the bell calls out around me. I chew my lip as I begin to all but drag myself towards my first class.

It's just... I forgot until I got here that maths was my first class of the day and-

I just thought i'd be able to avoid him for a little while longer okay?

It's fine right? I'm freaking out over nothing, right? Just because I randomly kissed Luke then practically ran away does not mean our friendships ruined... right?

He asked me to stay, something he wouldn't do if he hated me. So everything is fine and we are just going to move past it and pretend like it never happened.

"Hey" I smile, trying to ignore his leg that gently nudges mine.

"Hi." I stare at him for a moment, can't help myself but look at the small details of his face. A freckle above his left eyebrow, a small scar on his cheek that you can only really see up-

"Did you bring my shirt?" I blink as I move back slightly.

"Y-Your wha?"

He grins, almost wolfishly like he knew what I was doing. "You said you'd return my shirt, remember?"

I feel my face heat up, both from being caught and him mentioning Saturday. "oh um no I f-forgot sorry I-"

He grins and taps his, or well my, pencil gently against the table. "I'm kidding, keep it. I forgot it even existed to be honest." I let out a small laugh, though it sounds more nervous than I had anticipated, one that makes Luke send me a strange look.

Great, so much for acting like normal Oscar!

"Okay but seriously, I know you said to pretend Saturday never happened but-"

"Luke rea-really, it was s-stupid and I d-didn't mean too and I w-won't do it again, I s-swear. I was j-just having a weird d-day and- I j-just want to forget it, pl-please?"

He stares at me for a moment, his eyes flicking between mine as he silently searches my face. It lasts for maybe seconds or hours, time truly feels still for a moment.

"So we just pretend like nothing happened." It takes a moment to try and decide if he means that as a question or a statement. I bite my lip slightly and nod.

"Because it wa-was a mistake."

His face changes slightly, though it becomes almost unreadable. He mutters out a rough "Definitely a mistake." before turning back to his work.

I frown slightly, something about the way he says it putting me on edge.

"Luke-"

"Consider it forgotten. Did you finish the homework for tomorrow?" I stare at him for a moment, my eyebrows drawing slightly as I study his face, trying to grasp at any emotion, but there's nothing.

I shake my head slightly. "You didn't do it?" I frown again and turn to him, only just processing what he asked.

"What? Oh um y-yeah I did hold o-on." I pull out my sheet of work and pass it over, watching him as he watches the page.

I hate this. I usually- I used to be able to read his emotions so clearly but now?

I know he says he's not annoyed but there's definitely something wrong. Did it make him that uncomfortable? Does he think i'll do it again? Oh god is he secretly dating someone else and feels guilty and-

"We got the same, so either we both went wrong somewhere or we're both right." I nod stiffly and spare a glance at him before looking away.