dickaphobia ➲ c.h

treize; friends w/ benefits

"So," Luke searches for the right words to say. "You're a slut."

My eyes widen. I want to slap now...even though it's an usual calling for me.

"Wow. Really? You don't think I noticed?" I respond nonchalantly.

"Wait no, let me restate this," he pauses. "So you and I are known as...people who sleeps with numerous people, right?" I nod for him to continue. "Well the thing is, I'm not like that. Those were just lies and rumors that I confirmed. Some I even made up on my own." He rubs the back of his neck.

He doesn't get the fact that, I'm also like that. I'm just like him. I used to lie my way into everything.

"Go on, I'm listening."

"Yeah so, it so happens that you and I have 'slept' together. But I know we haven't really and you also know that. And you're like well known for this kind of stuff, so please don't snitch on me by actually telling the truth. I know I sound like an idiot right now, but not everything in my life is easy, and when I come to here at school...I just feel like I belong." He finishes off, as he nibbles on the inside of his cheek.

"Okay? So what do you want me to do? Keep your dirty little secret and go along with this?"  I ask, a bit flustered.

"Yeah. Basically." He shrugs. "Just please keep this between us only. No one knows about this except you and someone else." He steps forward, looking at me dead in the eye. Like the look he gave to most girls.

I'm guessing the 'someone else' is Michael?

I honestly can't believe he actually trusts me enough to tell me this. I want to be straightforward and tell him that I'm also a virgin...after what he's doing right now, I just feel the need to.

"I will keep your secret safe with me. Just trust me when I say, I totally understand what you mean." I place the palm of my hand on his right shoulder while trying to hold his gaze on me.

His brow creases together as he carefully studies me with his icy blue eyes at what I'm trying to point out.

After a moment or so, Luke's mood lightens as he breaks into his first smile like he read my mind.

"No way." He lets out in a heavily breath.

"Yes way!" I fume.

"Are you serious?"

"Well does a cow say moo?" I raise a brow.

"Yes!"

"Then there's your answer!" I chuckle.

It takes him a few seconds to fully evaluate this.

"Oh my god," Luke embraces me into a tight hug, startling me. "You don't know how relieved I am right now."

"Me too buddy." I hug him back, only to meet his chest. "You're so fucking tall." I mumble out.

"I've been told." He nods with recognition, finally pulling his slender arms back.

The smile on my face faintly disappears as I'm remind of my fear.

Should I tell him?

But I just don't have the guts to say; 'hey mate I have dickaphobia!' Like I had to say it to Calum. Which is pretty weird to me because I don't know why I trusted him that easily, for I've only known him for two hours that day, yet something bubbled up inside me and I finally confirmed it with trust built to it.

And I never really trust anyone that easily. So why did I did I trust Calum like that?

"Adalia?" Luke's voice snaps me out of my thoughts...about Calum.