Luke scans me for a moment. Then looks away. “We never got you a jacket. We need to do that in England."
I smile cheekily. “You didn't deny it!"
He rolled his eyes.
“Luke cares about me! Luke cares about me-" I began to sing childishly.
“Sh, shh, shh!" He said covering my mouth. “Niall is in the other room!"
I smiled, regardless of his hand above my mouth.
His hand released. “And just because I care about you, doesn't mean I'm your go-to guy."
“Umm, you kind of are. You're like all I have."
He stopped and stared at me for a moment. It was obvious that he was thinking about it. “Yeah," He nods, “I suppose I am, aren't I?"
I nodded.
“That kinda means you're all I have too, doesn't it?"
Again, I nodded.
He licked his bottom lip, and nods. “We should make a deal."
I raised my brows. “What kind of deal?"
“If you don't leave me, I won't leave you." He answered.
I was surprised by his request. Luke came across to me as a loner, I mean, he was, but he and I didn't even spend much time with each other. He seemed as if he were happy alone. The last thing he seemed to want was a nagging girl following him around.
“Alright." I nodded.
“Swear?" He asked holding out his pinky.
I look from his pinky, to him, he was being dead serious. He gave an encouraging nod.
I link my pinky to his, and he kisses the opposite end of his hand.
“What was-"
“It's something Calum, Michael, and our friend, and I used to do when we were little."
“Oh. Well…" I said kissing my hand.
“No, you got to do it like this." He said latching our pinkies again. “Now you kiss it." He explained, while we both kissed our hands.
He smiled before sitting up and looking at the clock. “I'm going to wake Niall." He said. “Start putting our stuff together."
He stood and walked out the room. I get up myself and go to do what he told me to. Although, we didn't have much stuff to put together.
When the bedroom door opened again, It wasn't Luke, but this time it ass Niall.
“Babe, if you want some food before you go, I have plenty."
I stood awkwardly, and nod.
“Are you hungry?"
“Yeah, but I'll just wait for Lu-"
“Come on, babe. He got on the computer really quick, he's going to be a while."
I hesitate, but eventually I was following him down the hall.
“You like eggs?" He asked.
I nod.
“Bacon?"
I nodded again.
“Sausage?"
Once more, I nod.
“Great. That's what I'll make."
Niall directed me to sit at the table. He insisted that I didn't help him cook. For the most part, I sat there quietly, watching him.
Just like Luke, Harry, and Louis, Niall was fairly attractive. Even when he just woke up.
“So, Harry took you out did he?"
I nod.
“Luke was not to happy about it."
I nod in agreement.
I think it was very clear that Luke wasn't to happy.
“Although, you probably know that, due to the holy show that went on."
“I'm sure Harry isn't that bad." I shrug. “Luke was overreacting."
Niall stops, “No," He says, “You can't just assume that the people you're going to meet are good guys. Okay?" His voice then goes down to a small hushed tone. “I'm not even sure you can fully trust Luke himself."
“Why would you say that?" I ask.
“Well, Luke has had a tough life. There are some things that you don't know about him." Niall explains. “And I'm sorry to break it to you, darling, but I think it's best that you find out before your heart gets broken: He takes what ever is offered to him, and he may be using you." Niall continues to cook.
My heart sinks. “You really think that?" I ask.
“Well, I don't want to, but… maybe a little." He shakes his head. “I don't know, I just want to tell you to be careful."
“Careful with what?" Luke ask as he walks with you.
“Ehh- Emm- with-" Niall studders.
“With the prank I'm going to pull on you when we get to the UK."
Niall makes eye contact with me.
“You got something big coming for you!" I add.
“Oh, is that so?" Luke ask with a half smile on his face. “Well we'll see about that!"
~*~
“If you're ever back in America, or we happen to be in Ireland at the same time, let me know." Niall said to Luke.
“Of course, of course." Luke nodded.
“And don't worry, I'll talk to Harry."
“Thanks."
“And, eh, Nezbit, don't forget about that prank, darling." Niall said, and his acting skills weren't all that great because he looked absolutely serious while saying the words.
Luke however seemed not to catch on to the seriousness of the “joke", when he lightly laughed, shaking his head.
I slowly nodded at Niall. “I will." I said quietly. “I will."
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AcakFifteen year old Nezbit runs away from her fourth foster home the very first night she is there. She has only been away for two days, when nineteen year old Luke, tells her that she has the run away game all wrong. He takes her under his wing and sh...