Surprises {L.H.} [ON HOLD]

Chapter 3

It was lunch time now and I was following the crowd of people into the lunch room.

"Who you looking for?" My best friend Harry questioned from beside me. I gave him a confused look until I realized I had been looking around for a glimpse of Luke.

"Oh..nobody" I muttered looking down. With that i walked away from him as quick as I could and got into the lunch line. I glanced behind me to make sure he wasn't there. It was all clear. I turned around and began to pick out the food I wanted when all of a sudden I felt eyes on the back of my head. I turned around and looked around when all of a sudden I made contact with the most beautiful pair of blue eyes that I had ever had the pleasure of looking at.

Luke.

Neither of us could look away. It wasn't like in the books where you felt like there was nobody else in the room. This was different. A good different but still different. It was like I knew that there were other people around me trying to rush me and make me move, but I didn't care. I was happily content with standing there and being pushed around as long as I got the chance to look into his eyes for at least a little while longer. I don't know how long I was standing there before I felt a particularly hard push send me and my food to the ground.

Thankfully there wasn't anything messy for lunch so I didn't have to worry about becoming messy. But I did hit my head on the ground once again.

"Again! Really!" I yelled frustrated. When I looked around it seemed all eyes were on me and my attacker. When I finally decided to look up it was none other than Niall Horan.

To everybody else Niall was probably one other most charismatic, funny, lovable guys you would ever meet. But not to me. Not ever since I turned him down in front of basically the whole school. But that's a story for another day. But ever since then he has hated me. It started with a few glares my way but has obviously escalated from that.

As I began to stand up I felt somebody take my arm and help me up. I glanced to the side and realized it was Luke. As i was finally stood up straight again I looked at Luke next to me and silently thanked him with a small smile and a nod. I turned back to Niall and all he did was glare at Luke's hand on my my arm and stormed off.

There was no way he could still like me is there? I mean he has been torturing me ever since last year. Yea, no way he could possibly like me again. Once Niall had faded and I could no longer see him I turned to Luke.

"How's your head?" He asked removing my hand from my head so he could look at it.

"I'm good. But I should probably go back to the nurse's office. Two falls in one day can't possibly be good for me." giggling as I said the last part.

"Then off we go!" Luke said smiling at me. There go those dang dimples again. Luke began to lead me out of the cafeteria and into the barren hallways.

Once we were farther along I suddenly felt a hand on my back and immediately stiffened. I glanced at Luke next to me who was acting like nothing happened at all. I began to relax once I realized that his hand wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

As we made it to the nurse's office we found a note attached to the door.

'I am off at lunch. Feel free to come in and sit and wait for me to return

Mrs.Irwin'

"Well I guess I'll just go in there and wait..By myself...I'll probably be really bored" I said hinting at him to come in with me. I could tell when he finally got the hint because his eyes widened slightly and his posture straightened out as he turned to me.

"Well I could always, you know, join you, that is is you want me to, I mean I don't have to, I can always just go back to lunch, but of you really-" He began stuttering.

"Great! Come on!" I said as we entered the office. There were 2 beds lining each side wall in the back of the room while twoards the front were chairs. I headed back to one of the beds and hopped on it. I turned to Luke and motioned him over to where I was sitting since he was still standing by the door. I don't know what came over me but once he got close enough, I grabbed his arm and pulled him right in between my spread legs. We made eye contact and both started blushing and looked away.

'What is wrong with me' I screamed inside my head. I mean I thought he was giving me signs. The constant stuttering. The blushing. Him checking my head after I fell. The staring! Maybe he was just being polite. Maybe I'm just stupid. All of this ran through my head but immediately stopped when I looked forward and saw the slight bulge straining against his jeans.

I knew I hadn't read the signs wrong. I looked up at him through my eyelashes and saw his eyes slightly glazed over as he was biting his lip. Why did he have to do that. With this sudden burst of confidence I looked up at him and met his eyes then glanced at his lips. I looked as he did the same thing.

I suddenly grabbed him by his shoulders and pulled him the rest of the way to meet my lips feverishly.