My heart rate increased, but not alarmingly. Hormones flow through our body at the speed of light. However, something wrong would have to happen as it always does. Sudden realization hits me as I push away from the hot kiss.
"I can't do this..." I quickly grab my bag from the floor and walk out the door. I quickly speed down the stairs and head for the double vintage door, the pattern of the glass on the door looking expensive. I stop with my hand against the doorknob and look back. I'm amazed at this beautiful house. It has a big chandelier on the ceiling, surrounded by even more impressive paintings. I look at the polished floors, the shiny stairs, the large and open rooms beside me.
This is a mansion.
"Wait," Luke says out of breathe, "at least let me give you a ride."
I realize I have no idea where Luke lives and walking might not be an option.
--
He opened the door for me; gesturing to get inside the car. It also looked expensive and had a lemon-like smell inside. Once inside, Luke shut the door beside me then quickly walked around the front of the car to get in the drivers seat. He pressed a button to start the car; starting up the screen above the center console of the car. It had a logo that soon faded and displayed a set of options to use.
Luke tapped the GPS app, then clicked "Ash's house".
"You have my address saved into your GPS?" I accused.
"Um... what? No..." he said, quickly backing out of the driveway to worm out of my accusation.
Letting go, I looked out the window to accommodate the burning thoughts waiting for me.
How will I explain this to my mum?
What will Julia say?
Should I even tell anyone what happened?
Wait... what happened? It all happened so quickly. How did Luke; out of all people find me? What was he doing in my neighborhood? Obviously if his neighborhood is so far from mine then how did he get me to his house without anyone noticing? He would have to have his truck nearby, right?
Questioning my sanity, I decided to ask him, "How did you get me to your house when I passed out?"
He breathed before replying, "There weren't a lot of people around so I just picked you up and brought you to my car," he responded, "you seemed pretty comfy in my arms," he teased.
I blushed, looking down so he wouldn't see, but it was too late. He chuckled to himself at me.
Staying on focus I asked, "your car was nearby? What were you doing before?"
He obviously wasn't expecting these questions because he didn't have much to say.
"You know what," I began, "nevermind. I should be thankful you found me. You have no reason to have to give me the details. I should just be happy I'm okay and I thank you for your generosity."
He didn't say anything but was obviously thankful I dropped it. I'm going to get sick of not knowing everything that's going on eventually. It seems as if the world is keeping secrets from me, like my life is everyones gossip.
But minutes later, we arrived at my house.
Luke quickly ran to my side of the car after parking to open the door for me. We walked to my door starring at each other. I wasn't visibly shy or nervous but I could just stare into his beautiful blue eyes all day. The way his biceps define his physique. The way his hair glistens in the sunlight. The way his lip ring-- You know what? He's just overall attractive, a 10. He blushed when finding out I was starring at him.
Is he... nervous?
"I'm gonna..." he quickly kissed my cheek before finishing then speed walked to his car, "bye!"
I didn't say anything as he immediately drove away taking out his phone while driving. I shook my head and chuckled while walking inside.
"Honey!" my mum greeted me with clear concern in her eyes, "I was so worried about you!"
She shook her head at me, "you didn't answer any of my calls or texts! What happened?"
"I was running and then I tripped. I must've hit my head. Luckily Luke found me and took me to his house. I'm okay now; he drove me back." I explained, lucky that my hair covers my forehead.
"Oh well... there is food if you want any in the kitchen. I'll be watching Netflix in the living room. Let me know if you don't feel well! Don't go to school if you feel dizzy tomorrow, either."
My mom is very caring for me. She really cares about my wellbeing as if she'd die if I bruised my knee. I walked upstairs and landed on my bed, stretching in relief to finally be back home.
I took my pocket, relieving several texts from Julia. I explained to her what happened followed by a "goodbye" and "we'll talk more about it tomorrow". I don't have the energy to go back to what happened. The text, the running, the falling, and the kiss.
The kiss was amazing...
I scanned through my voicemails deleting more from Julia but then stopped at 'X'.
Should I listen to this?
Not seeing the harm in it, I put the phone to my ear to listen. A filtered voice was heard, preventing me from hearing what the person actually sounds like in real life.
"I saw you fall from running. I saw you get help from Luke. I saw him bring you to his car. I saw you and Luke kiss. I can see you listening to this voicemail."
I immediately receive a picture of me on my bed, listening to the voicemail. I look around around, in total fear. I open my window to reveal a figure running from my house. All I could see was his height and physique. He looked a lot like... Luke.
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Weak [Lashton AU]
FanfictionAshton has a weak heart. He do the things everyone else can and at the same time he is being stalked by someone who has his number, address, and knowledge of his whereabouts.