Chapter 4

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School just ended and yet again everyone is supposed to come over. Rosie can't though because she has to go to her Dad's house since her parents are divorced. I walked to my house threw my bag on the floor. I have a plan for Luke. He wants to just hit it? He thinks he can play with my feelings like that? Then I can fucking play with his. I'm not going to be another one of his rag dolls he fucks then throws away. I ran upstairs to my room. I quickly changed my clothes into my red hot chilli peppers shirt. It hung off one of my shoulders. I put on my ripped blaxk skinny jeans and my black and white converse. I quickly straighened my hair.

As it was right on time the guys were here. I went back downstairs and opened the door, slightly out of breath.

"Woah, did you run home?" Calum said as he walked through the door. I chuckled sarcastically and the rest of the boys walked inside. Luke giving me a wink in the process I mentally threw up.

The sat themselves down on the couch.

"Glad you guys feel comfortable." I said as Calum turned on my tv. I sat down next to Ashton which he proceeded to put his arm around my shoulders. I didn't mind it so I just let it happen.

"Really family fued Calum." I said.

"C'mon Steve Harvey is the man."

I laughed and they we all had our eyes glued to the tv, except one person. Luke. His eyes weren't glued to the tv, but on me. He wouldn't stop staring at me and I just slumped further down into my seat. Ashton seemed to notice too because he kept looking back and forth between us. I silently hoped that he wouldn't question it because I don't even wanna know the answer to why he's staring at me. Luke quickly shook his head like he was coming out of a trance and looked at the floor instead. I raised an eyebrow and looked at Ash who just shrugged his shoulders.

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Right now the guys were playing soccer in my backyard. They set up two goals I had in my garage. I was sitting and watching, I brought out my speaker and was listening to music and laying in the grass.

"Mind if I lay next to you?" I heard. I looked up, squinting since the sun was in my eyes, at who it was.

"Go for it."

Luke sat down so his side was touching mind. I slightly inched over so I had room. "Why were you staring at me earlier?" I asked bluntly.

"I guess I just kinda zoned out I didn't mean to do that for as long as I did, sorry." He apolagized.

"It's okay."

A silence fell over us after that. I felt my hand tingle though. I looked down to see Luke grabbing it. My other hand balled into a fist until my knuckled turned white and I could feel my nails going under the first couple layers of skin on my palm. He interlocked out fingers and smiled at me. His smiled was honestly really cute, his lip ring made everything so much better too. His eyes were always so happy and that's exactly what I needed in my life, happiness.

What the fuck am I saying? I loosened my grip on Luke's hand. He sighed and let go. He rested his hands on his stomach and stared up at the sky.

"You're not into this." He said quietly and I stayed silent. "Did I do something? Last time in the kitchen we were fine and then all the sudden you look at me like I'm a disease." His words actually hurt me to know that that's how I looked at him. I know I said I can toy with his feelings if he's going to toy with mine but I didn't think it would actually hurt him. It's not like he actually likes me.

"Please say something." Those words snapped me out of my thoughts and I slightly coughed.

"Luke. I know what you're up to," I turned my head towards him. He kept his looking up though.

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