Fake Dating // luke brooks // [coming soon]

"I bet you couldn't hang out me without falling in love with me," Luke declared. I scoffed and Luke's smirk grew wider.

"Are you insisting that I should fake date you and see who falls in love first?" He shrugged.

"Yes."

"What happens if I lose?" I inched closer to his face. My hot breath hits him, but his face still had placed a the same smirk. "Aw, c'mon Lukey, tell me." I started to trace the picture on his shirt. The blue eyes of mine carefully studied and remember each little detail sewn onto it. My fingertips started to make their way to his torso.

"You have to say to me that you hate everything about me." Well, that's not a hard thing to do. He's stupid enough.

"Fine. And if you lose," I stood on my toes to make sure his attention is fully on me, "you have to confess that you love me and to all of your friends." He took his lip ring inbetween his teeth. I was smug at the way how he was nervous. Finally he nodded.

"Deal?" He put his hand out.

"Deal."

And that's how our fake dating started.