Chapter 8

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*SUSAN'S POV*

It's been few days since I crashed down in front of Luke. Maybe he said he loves me, but I'm definitely not sure if I love him back. I still have my mind full of Ashton. I know, Luke said if I'll be with him, I'll never think about Ashton again. But I know it's impossible. Ashton is/was my best friend, my crush, my everything. How could I not think about him?

Anyway, all of this stuff doesn't even matter. In few days, I'm going back to Australia, so I will not care anymore. Let's be honest, this trip totally sucks. Ashton invited me to join him and the rest of the band on their tour for two weeks. At first, I came, he was flirting with this stupid chick, who he is dating with now. And we're not even talking, so it looks like I'm not here because of him. And since I'm here, all the time I'm spending alone or with Luke.

Even when Luke is in love with me, he's trying to respect my decisions and actions. He tries to give me enough space to make my decision and clear up my mind. I am thinking about all of this stuff, sitting on the bed staring out of the window. I don't know what I see there, it's already dark outside.

Suddenly I hear the noises from the other side of the door. I assume it to be Luke. I don't pay any attention to these sounds. It's nothing unusual, they're always coming like this from the concert, laughing and saying how great it was.

But this time it seems different. The doors are open follow by the noise of someone slam them. This catch my attention and I turn my head around. I see Luke standing there and he's obviously drunk. He literally needs some help to get to the bed.

I stand up from the bed and move to the Luke's direction. When I'm just few steps away from him, he makes a move and force me against the wall and press his lips to mine. I try to push him away, but he's much stronger than me even when he's drunk. I try to push him away fro few more times when I finally succeed. "What the hell are you doing?" I ask angrily. "What does it look like?" Luke replies clearly pissed off. I can't believe he just did this. "You said you're not going to hurt me," I say. "And I won't. I promised you this, didn't I?" he tells me. He presses his lips on mine again and grab the hem of my shirt and tries to pull it over my head. This makes me really mad and I use all my strength I have to push him away from me, he hit in the opposite wall and I run out through the room's door away from him.

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