"Maybe we, can be, be each other's company..."
___Kennedy hangs up from her phone call with Royce feeling a bit better.
A bit.
Because this whole 'Luke-thing' had her fucked up.
So, Kennedy takes a bubble bath to increase her levels of calm since just that morning, she was feeling anything but.
And she still has to study for finals?
Gross.
But, as she steps from her steamy bathroom and wraps her hair into a top bun, she feels more relaxed about tackling the rest of her school work and also possibly dealing with Luke.
Because this shouldn't be a stressful situation. The boy she likes likes her. This should be good. It should be great.
So why was she so fucking worried?
Kennedy sighs, brow furrowed as she continues to dress. Here she was getting stressed again.
Here she was getting stressed again over Luke.
Who, as she slips into a pair of yoga pants and oversized tee, ironically, begins to message her.
She grabs her phone as the texts begin to stream.
Lucas Grabeel: i've been thinking
Lucas Grabeel: been thinking a lot
Lucas Grabeel: and i've decided something
Lucas Grabeel: so hear me out
Lucas Grabeel: and read all these texts okay?
Lucas Grabeel: bc i know you don't sometimes
Lucas Grabeel: lol
Lucas Grabeel: but seriously kennedy
Lucas Grabeel: you should let me take you out
Lucas Grabeel: like on a date
Lucas Grabeel: and we could eat
Lucas Grabeel: and talk
Lucas Grabeel: or see a movie
Lucas Grabeel: or go to the park
Lucas Grabeel: and walk around
Lucas Grabeel: if it's not fucking raining
Lucas Grabeel: like it is now
Lucas Grabeel: i fucking hate the rain
Lucas Grabeel: but i might like it more if you let me cuddle w you
Lucas Grabeel: because cuddling is nice
Lucas Grabeel: and you smell good/are pretty
Lucas Grabeel: and you make me laugh
Lucas Grabeel: and i really fcking hope ur still reading
Lucas Grabeel: bc i like you
Lucas Grabeel: and i wanna be more than ur fried
Lucas Grabeel: fuck *friend
Lucas Grabeel: not fuck friend but friend
YOU ARE READING
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Fanfiction"We're all hiding something. I'm just the first to admit it." In which he can't come down from his high on her, her, her. © charismatize [2015]