don't leave (l.h)

7.

Luke and I met up in town around four o'clock. We walked around in stores, trying out clothes. It's pretty fun to do that with Luke since he always asks if this pants will fit him and as usual I say: "You already have them." and he says, "No I don't, these are different. It's not the same brand," or something like that.

"Luke can we just get out of here?" I asked him after we had ran around in the same store for about forty minutes.

"Wait, I know the shirt is in this store! I saw it last week when I walked past here."

"Yeah well, it's probably sold-out anyway." I sighed, pulling his sleeve to me.

He pulled it back to himself again and glanced at me, his bottom lip sticking out.

"Stop that!" I told him. He didn't stop, his eyes grew bigger. "It's not FAIR!" I whined at how cute he looked. One of the disadvantages to his attractiveness, it's hard to resist. "Okay, ten minutes more, then I will literally drag you out from this store." I told him as I followed him.

After about ten minutes, and we still couldn't find the shirt.

"Now lets go!" I grabbed his arm and, as I said, literally dragged him out the store. "You're more obsessed of shopping than a popular high-school girl."

"I am not!" he whined.

"Yes you are!" I insisted, suddenly his hands wrapped over my shoulders from the back as he leaned his chin in the crook of my neck. He started to blow air out from his nose so it fell warm on my neck. The air slightly brushing over it making the hair on my neck rise.

"Stop, it tickles!" I giggled trying to wiggle his face away from my neck. He kept blowing and i started hitting his arms with my hands. "Stop!" I tried to say, but the laughter just kept falling out of my mouth and stifled my words. In an attempt to try again -but failed- my stomach knot itself and I felt the lack of air in my lungs.

"Take it back!" he whispered in my ear.

"Okay! Okay!" I giggled. He kept blowing a little more until he finally let go of my shoulders and I bent forward to catch my breath. I breathed heavily then turning my face to him. I gave him a smirk. "You are still worse than a high-school girl." I said, running off to the exit. He followed my actions and ran after me. His legs was much longer than mine which made it easier for him to catch up with me. He recklessly wrapped his arms around my waist and swinging me to the side so my feet left the ground. Our high laughter echoed inside the big mall when he held me upside-down, my arms grabbing onto his waist to stop myself from falling head-first on the floor.

"Let me down! I swear you'll get back for this!" I yelled at him. He just kept laughing, his grab around my waist loosened a little. "Let me down for f-"

"Don't swear Hope!" Luke laughed.

"Luke just get me down! You'll drop me!" I screamed, I have to admit I was terrified.

Then he let go of me as i was hanging upside-down onto his waist, just to wrap his hands back around me.

I let out a scream of fear before yelling at him: "You asshole!"

"Okay, okay!" he tried to turn me around and I let go of his waist and placed my legs on the ground as he sank me down. He didn't let go of me, he just turned me around so I faced him. We were standing pretty close, not close enough so that I could feel his breath but yet not far enough for me to not be able to hear him breathe. He gave me a smirk, our breaths heavy and even. I smiled at him. The wrinkles by his blue eyes crinkled and his smirk cracked into a grin.

I nearly put my hand up to his hair just to ruffle it, because I knew how annoyed he would be. But I didn't, in somehow I liked how we stood here, in the middle of the mall, catching our breaths, not saying anything to one another and just smiling. It felt good. I liked it very much.