Greenlight

Chapter 4

I looked down at my phone 7:00

I had to go to Luke's house now, and I much rather be awkwardly sitting here watching this shitty comedy with my two best friends.

"Amber, it's 7." Calum said nudging me and removing his hand from mine.

"I know," I pouted, "do I really have to go?"

"Do you want an F on your AP Chem project?" Calum said.

"No." I moaned.

"Then you better go." Michael said lifting his head off my shoulder.

I whined as I stood up from the couch.

"I'll see you guys later." I said grabbing my purse and my car keys.

"Text us as soon as you get there, and as soon as you leave." Michael yelled from the couch.

"I will." I said slipping on my black vans.

"We will be here waiting!" Calum said waving from my couch.

"Don't let any creeps into my house!" yelled.

"Bye Amber!" The two yelled. 

~~~~~~~~

I pulled up to Luke's apartment building and made my way to the elevators. I pushed the 5 and it was a quick trip up. I had to check my phone to make sure I was on the right floor and went to the right door. Apartment 5A. I knocked on the door and waited a few moments before a shirtless Luke Hemmings opened the door.

" Hey, I wasn't expecting you for another 10 minuets." Luke said shaking a towel in his hair to help dry it.

"Sorry, I just didn't want to get lost on the way here and show up 10 minuets late." I said.

"It's okay, come in, make yourself at home," he said walking up the stairs, "I'll be down once I put on a shirt." 

"Okay," I said looking around.

I couldn't believe he lived here alone, this place was huge, and looked really expensive. He had all the newest things like a 65inch flat-screen with all the newest gaming systems, and he had a bunch of guitars that looked breathtaking. 

I couldn't help myself, I walked over to the guitars that took my breath away. There were so many, acoustic, electric, classic, and they were all different colors, they were absolutely amazing.

"Like what you see?" I heard a voice laugh.

I quickly turned around to see Luke standing next to his sofa in tight grey sweatpants, a white v-neck t-shirt and a grey beanie.

"Sorry, they're just so beautiful." I blushed.

"You play?" He said plopping down on the sofa.

"No, my dad used to play for me and he just started teaching me when he was diagnosed with cancer so I never got to learn." I said walking over to the sofa.

"I'm so sorry." Luke said looking down at his hands.

"It's okay." I said.

"Come, sit down you don't have to stand the whole time." He said smirking.

I laughed taking a seat in a chair kiddy corner to the opposite side of the couch he was sitting in.

"Wow, you don't want to sit next to me, I see how it is." Luke said pretending to be offended.

"Oh Lucas Hemmings, do you not remember how much I dislike you?" I laughed.

"You sill have to tell me why." He smiled.

"I do don't I." I smirked.

"Yes, lets hear it." He said standing up and walking into the kitchen section of the floor.

"Where do I start?" I asked.

"Don't tell me how you came to hate me, just tell me what I do to make you hate me. I don't need to hear what other girls said to you," He said grabbing two glasses from a cabinet, "tea?" 

"yes, please," I said, "For your information no girl has ever said anything bad about you to me."

"Oh really?"

"I'm serious." 

"Tell me now what did they say to you?" He said walking over with two cups of tea and handing one to me before he took a seat on the sofa closer to me than I'd like.

"All they do is say how sexy you are and how much they want to have sex with you. They are convinced you're some kind of sex god." I said before taking a sip of my tea.

Luke choked on his tea as soon as the words sex god slipped from my lips.

"Sex god?" He laughed wiping his lips.

"Yes, they have literally said sex god." I giggled.

"Oh my," He started, "Can I tell you something?" 

"Um, I guess." I said.

"You cant even tell Calum or Michael." He said placing his tea on the table next to us.

"Yeah." I responded doing the same.

"I've never told anyone this before," Luke said.

"Oh god, please don't tell me you're gay, not that there is anything wrong with gays, I love gays, but you have sex with girls, you like girls, and you're attractive-" I started to ramble.

"I'm not gay," Luke laughed.

"Oh," I said as my cheeks turned bright red realizing I called him attractive.

"I'm a virgin." Luke confessed.

The color faded from my cheeks thinking that he didn't hear me, "Really?" 

"Yeah, I have no idea where the whole sex rumors started, I haven't slept with any girls, yeah I've done things to pleasure them, but I've never had sex." He explained.

I was in total shock, the school man whore never actually had sex, everyone was wrong about him. I just couldn't wrap my head around that.

"And thank you, you're very attractive too." He said picking up his tea and taking a big sip of it.

All the color ran back into my cheeks, "Uh, thanks."

"So that AP project." Luke smiled.

"Yeah, lets do that." I nodded.