I can't believe him at all. He hasn't seen me in three months and all he says is "why are you here?" I'm shocked he didn't plead for me again. Anyway, I waited for the other boys to get home. And then I told them I was moving back in, which they were happy to have. I am in my room now, the buys have gone out, apart from Luke. Luke never goes out with the boys anymore. Ashton said that he's scared of making the same mistake that he made last time. So he's not going to drink again for a long time.
Luke's p.o.v
She was back. In the house. I think I might go now that she's here. I can't handle the heart break that I caused for her. I was shocked before to say anything else. And she had my favourite shirt, which I let her keep. The boys invited me for a drink tonight, but I again I said no.
The boys later came back but I stayed in my room. I heard them all laughing downstairs aswell and I wish I could join them but Kayleigh was there and every time I see her face it's just reminds me of that day, with mascara smeared all down her cheeks.
Kayleigh's p.o.v
"One more timee!!" I exclaimed, putting the next episode of American horror story on. The boys very drunk and they kept giggling at everything I do. I wish Luke was down here with us, but he's in his room still. At times, I would think of checking on him. But then he probably doesn't want to see me. I have forgiven him for what he has done, but he won't let me in. I have done stuff like that when I was as drunk as Luke was. So I know how it feels. I was actually thinking of moving on, seen as though it's been five months, and I'm pretty over Luke now.
"Your so... pretty!" Ashton slurred, while touching my hair. "Yeah.. you are! Your eyes are like... hey, look at my amazing eyes!" Calum said in a drunken tone. Michael just sat there, watching the show. "Can you guys please... stop hitting on my sister?" Michael said, giggling. "I can't help it!" Ashton said. "I'm going to bed. I'm so tired!" I said fake yawning. "Nooo..." They all whined. "I'll see you at hangover central tomorrow!" I exclaimed, waving them off.
I went to my room and began texting a boy I met a few weeks ago. His name was Jason, and he was the same age as me. He looked a little bit like Luke, so that made things better. I just needed a shoulder to cry on, a rebound if you must. It sounds bad but I just need someone right now. He called me and we were talking about band things and then he just said: "Kayleigh, listen I really like you. So I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me?.." He asked nervously. "Of course I would jase!" I said.
A week later
The boys haven't been home all week, thy are at this thing with the band so I'm just here by myself. Jason is taking me out on our date tonight. I'm really excited!
Jason and I went to a cute cafe and started talking about each other. Turns out he likes all the music and stuff that I like! He kissed me though, and it wasn't even the end if the date. But I didn't feel any sparks or energy like I did with Luke.
He was really charming and handsome. But during this stupid date, all I could think about was Luke.
Now he was walking me home, and I said he could come in for a bit. As there was no one home anyways.
As soon as we got in he pushed me up against the wall, kissing me roughly. This caught me by surprise, as we didn't even get through the door. I tired to push him of me, but he pinned my arms above my head. "Help!" I screamed. "No ones here babe. Let's have some fun..." He trailed off. "No! What are you doing?! Get off me!" I screamed. He began kissing me again.
"If you don't want your jaw broken, I suggest you get off her." A voice said, a few seconds later. I turned to the kitchen doorway to see Luke standing there. Jason burst out laughing. "You! Brake my jaw?!" He laughed. "You couldn't hurt a-" He was cut of by Luke's fist collided with his jaw. I stood there in shock. Jason went to swing for Luke, but I blocked him. "Don't you dare touch him!" I hissed. "Get the fuck out of our house!"
A voice said from the front door, which was still open. Ashton and the rest of the boys were stood there, looking angry as ever. Jason just stormed out.
I slid down the wall, as I couldn't bring myself to move, being to shocked at the scene that jut happened in front of me. I hugged my knees and I began crying. I felt a pair of strong arms lift me up. I knew it was Luke because of the tank he was wearing.
He laid me on his bed and he went to leave. "No.." I whispered. He shot round, facing me. "Stay.." I whimpered.
"Okay. If that's what you wan-" He said, but I cut him off. "Yes that's what I want. I've been wanting that for five months.." I said quickly. He nodded, climbing into the covers with me. "So much has happened in my life since I moved back here.." I whispered. He had a guilty look on his face. "Oh... No, Luke I don't meant that." I said. "Well speaking of... that." I began. "I forgave you weeks ago. But you were giving me the cold shoulder and I didn't know what to-" He cut me off by pressing his lips to mine lightly, nothing like what Jason did. "You for know how long I've waited to do that for..." Luke said, voice cracking. "That makes the two of us." I said. He chucked lightly in response. "I've been so... depressed without you." He said, frowning slightly. "Same here." I said. I wasn't going to tell him that I started cutting myself again. He'd go mad. Actually, I still do it. I enjoy it to be honest. I wore a long sleeve top today, it's a good job actually.
I shuffled around, snuggling into Luke's back. Apparently, with my luck, my sleeve lifted up. Showing all my scars.
Luke shot straight up, pulling my arm with him. He pulled my sleeve all the way up. "What? Are... these?" He whispered, tears in his eyes. I was shocked. I didn't say a word. Tears were now falling down his face as he held my wrist with a shaky hand. "I though you were past all this?!" He shouted, making me jump. "I.." I stuttered, becoming scared of his loud out burst. "I helped you get better, and now we are back to sqaure one!" He shouted in my face. I put my head down in shame. "Your not the strong person I said you were!" He shouted again. Now that hurt.
I didn't say a word that night at all. I tore my wrist from his grip an went to my own room, locking all three doors so no one could bother me.
