More Than // Luke Hemmings

Chapter 4

Christine's POV

"Open you son of a-" I say under my breath as I kick my new confusing locker. The locker finally opens and I just throw my junk in, slam it, and walk away.

When I walk outside it's really chilly, colder than when I left. "So stupid!" I mumble to myself as I walk towards my car, which is parked so far out. As I come approaching my car I see something red stretched on the windshield. I stand feet from the windshield and it's quite easy for me to read what this red stripe says: 'Please don't park here again :) ~L.H.' I arch my eyebrows "What the?" I say as I try to peel this red stuff off of my car. Turns out it is hard core duct tape. I stand confused, "L.H.... L.H..." I repeat over and over. Then it hits me: "Luke Hemmings!" I shout with anger.

After 5 minutes or scraping the tape off and just throwing it on the hood, I hear someone running towards me. I turn around and see him, the boy who did this. He waves and just looks so adorable. But I change that thought when I look back at my car and feel my cold hands. He chuckles almost sarcastically says, "Oh so this is your car."

I stand looking like a fool, "Obviously. I'm sorry but why do you think that you had any right to do this?" I say.

He grins and leans against my car, "Well this is my spot. Everyone knows it." He bites something on his lip. I squint and see he has a lip ring, which I surprisingly like.

"Well I'm sorry I didn't know you park here on a normal basis, this is only my first day." I say, my voice rising. "And get off my car!"

He stands up straight, "Hey hey, calm down Christine. It's not like I wanted this car to be yours, it is pretty umh nice?" He says and pats the rusty door. I sigh and he responds, "Ok ok, I'm sorry I really wish I wouldn't have done this. Especially since it is your car." He reaches on the windshield and rips the rest of it off. I hand him the pieces I already took off. I try to force a smile, "Can you forgive me? Or do you need something else to convince you I'm sorry?" He says and takes a step closer to me. I look around and grab my keys out of my pocket.

"Nah, I forgive you. Now if you'd excuse me, I have to leave. My mom's probably ya know, doing what a mom does."

He steps away, "I hope to see you tomorrow?" I smile and get in my car.

 "Oh you will," I say to myself. I watch his tall body walk to his car. I feel almost entranced, I shake my head and pull out of the parking lot.

Luke's POV

As I sit down in my car I watch Christine pull out of the parking lot. I sit there and laugh because she was so sassy. I scratch my head and turn up my music and pull out heading to Chelsea's. "I will have fun with that Christine girl, maybe one day." However, I drive slowly, because I do not want to have dinner at Chelsea's. I'd rather stand in the parking lot and talk to Christine.