Umbrella || l.h

Chapter 8

Luke stares wide-eyed at me, "Ahuh, interesing."

"You ask first," I say eager to know what he will tell me.

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Scared to get risky?"

What the hell.

"O..kayy," he says thinking. Pointing his finger up he says. "Got it. How many boyfriends have you had?"

I should have known Luke would ask me about my love life. There's Calum,
Jarred, and Nick - So 3.

"Three."

He nods his head as if saying We're just getting started. If only I knew what that meant.

"Truth or dare?" I ask Luke.

"Dare."

I cannot make up any good dares to save my life but I try to think of one.

"Okay," I begin...

We take breaks of the game to eat, but just continue with basic boring questions and commands that get old. I would get more personal but there are people around, which makes it uncomfortable.

Luke and I skip dessert, but I bought him multiple things to go. When we get out, Luke grabs me by the soldiers and says "Thank You. But where should we continue truth or dare."

"Glad you asked. Maybe I can sneak you in my house. My mom does food shopping today, so maybe she is out."
My dad is working and anyone else won't mind."

"You sure?"

"It's worth a shot."

We walk back to my house together, side by side. I wish he would put his arm around me or something, anything to get interesting.

I swear he must be reading my mind because right then he says, "I have an interesting dare for you."

When we reach my house, I drag Luke around the side because my mom is still home. I need to go through the back entrance or else I will get caught. I peek through the window, and see my Mom writing a grocery list at the dining room table. If I open the door, she will hear me.

We need to go on the side staircase and entrance. I keep dragging Luke behind me and pull him in quietly when I open the door. Luke and I tiptoe up the stairs and then sprint into my room.

My mom won't be too suspicious since other people are always in the house. I sit on the side of the bed and grab Luke and sit him beside me.

"Truth or dare?" he asks me.

"Truth."

"Ah, now I cannot use my good dare. Truth - huh? Fine." He pauses and continues, "Why do you love me?"

I swallow. Based on all of the basic truths and dares we were telling each other before, I was not expecting this.

"You have to answ..."

"I know, I know," I say shooing his statement away.

"Your kindness, smile, warmth, weakness, looks. You make me feel like the most important person in the world. I don't get that around anyone else."

He stares at me with a faint smile on his face, "Me too."

"My turn. Truth or dare?" I question.

"Dare."

I take a deep breath. "I dare you to kiss any other player in this game."

"Big decision."

This will be my first kiss. None of my ex boyfriends had the decency to kiss me, and now I am glad about that. I want my first to be with Luke.

He wraps his arms around my back, but moves his hands up to my neck, and then my face. With his two hands on my face he pulls me into him, and our lips collide.

Luke's passionate kisses seem like they last forever, in a good way. I never want to separate. I never want to live away from him. I never want to get married to anyone but him. I never want to die with anyone but him.

If it was my choice, I would spend my life with him, but then there's my mother. She seems to object to everything that makes me happy. She wouldn't even let me date a middle-class person, never mind poor. I hate her so much sometimes.

Luke pulls away but then puts his warm lips on mine again. He starts to lay down on my bed and rolls me over on top of him. Under me he kisses me fiercely and his right hand moves up the back of my shirt.

But thats how far it goes. It seems like we kiss for hours, and it never gets old. It just seems to get better.

When it is 3:30, I walk downstairs and say hi to my mother. School has already ended, so she won't suspect anything.

"Oh hi. I didn't hear you come in. Where were you this morning?"

"I took a walk downtown."

"Okay. Im going food shopping. Need anything."

"No."

I go back upstairs and jump back onto my bed. I roll over into his arms and say, "You're staying here tonight. No one can stop me."

"Great."

"Want to watch a movie?"

"Sure. Im guessing you want a romantic one."

I stare at Luke, acting guilty. "How did you know?"

"You want another opportunity to kiss me again and be in my arms."

"Read my mind."

I get up and lock the door, come back and curl into his arms. He shifts his head and kisses my forehead gently, as gentle as he can possibly be. I wish life was that gentle - a world where you aren't judged...especially by your own mother.