(Luke’s POV)
This is a bad idea
Luke, you shouldn’t be doing this
You’re going to make things bad when they just got good again
You have to do this
Better to be safe than sorry
No turning back now
Fucking hell.
I knock on the door and take deep, calming breaths. The door opens and Sean’s face drops.
“What do you want, Hemmings?” Sean barks. His right eye is black and swollen and his nose is extremely bruised.
“I came to sort things out with you, we left things at a sort of bad note” I explain
“Sort of? You broke my fucking nose!” Sean snaps. I knew this was a bad idea, why am I so stupid? This guy is a fucking asshole
“And you tried to break up my relationship!” I retort, “You said you would stay away from her claiming you followed some ‘bro code’ but that was all shit!”
“You’re the one who blew her off! She was fucking sobbing on the sidewalk when I found her! What was I supposed to do? Pat her on the back and walk away? No! She practically jumped into my arms, how could I not invite her over?” Sean steps outside of his house and closes the door, probably because he doesn’t want his parents to hear us fighting.
“You’re the one who took advantage of her! She was obviously upset and you kissed her, more than once might I add, and then you tried to get her to leave me!” my arms flail wildly, emphasizing my anger.
“Of course I took advantage of her, do you realize who we’re talking about here? Taylor Brunner was in my reach and I grabbed her. And I will be there to grab her when you fuck up again, which is inevitable” Sean says, crossing his arms over his chest and smirking.
“What do you mean it’s inevitable?” I ask, Sean’s last sentence hitting home.
“Face it, you’re gonna mess this up again. The summer is going to be over soon and there’s no way you guys can keep it up long distance when you live on the other side of the world. It’s a 14 hour time difference man, takes more than a day to fly from New Jersey to Australia” Sean says
“Not true, we’re in love. We can make it work. It will work because we both want it to work” I defend my relationship. What does Sean know about us?
“You’re in denial Luke” Sean sings obnoxiously
“Whatever, Sean. I didn’t come here for advice about my relationship. I came here to ask you to back off and to see if we can maybe be civil towards each other” I shake off his snide remarks, he doesn’t know shit.
“I don’t want to back off. I want Taylor” Sean replies
“Jesus Christ, you’re worse than Brian” I huff
“Brian is a pussy, he can’t fight for what he wants. After that fight you two had where you outed yours and Taylor’s sex life he thought he couldn’t stand a chance and backed off. What an idiot” Sean laughs
“He may be an idiot but he’s much smarter than you” I snap
“How is that?” Sean asks, raising an eyebrow
“He knows when to back off, he knows when its pointless to keep trying, he knows when to stop thinking from his dick than from his brain” I step forward and push Sean
“I like acting from my dick, that’s how I made out with Taylor” He smirks and pushes me back
“Fuck off, Sean. Taylor doesn’t want you. She’s in love with me” I push Sean harder and he stumbles back.
“I said it before and I’ll say it again. I. Don’t. Want. To. Back. Off” Sean steps towards me and pushes me hard, causing me to fall backwards
“That’s it!” I yell, jumping up from the ground and hurling a punch at Sean’s jaw. He spits out blood and punches my temple.
“Punch me again and I’ll tell Taylor. You really think she’s gonna be happy about you getting into another fight?” Sean yells, grabbing my wrists, making me unable to move my arms.
“Why can’t you just back off? What can I do for you to just let me have the summer with Taylor?” I sigh, all my anger and adrenaline lost from the short-lived fight.
“Ah, we’re resorting to begging?” Sean laughs “I’ll make a deal with you”
“What kind of deal?” I ask
“I like your watch” Sean smirks, his eyes focused on the Rolex my parents gave me for my 17th birthday. It just came in the mail last week and it cost my parents a fortune.
“That’s not a deal, that’s a bribe” I seethe
“The deal is, give me your watch and I’ll back off. Don’t give me your watch and I’ll amp up the charm. If you haven’t noticed, I’m really attractive. Girls love me, including Taylor. She won’t be able to resist.”
I roll my eyes and yank my arms from Sean’s grip. I unclasp the watch from my wrist and reluctantly hand it over to Sean. He slips it on and holds it up, watching it gleam in the sunlight. Obnoxious, he’s so fucking obnoxious. My hands ball into fists, my fingernails dig into my palms to keep me from doing something stupid.
“Pleasure doing business with you. I’m glad we could come to a civil agreement” Sean smiles and walks back to his house, leaving me in his front lawn.
I turn around and storm home, using the walk to cool down. When I make it to the front door, I’m still angry, so I grab my bike and go to the gym. Once at the gym, I go straight to the punching bag. I slip on the gloves lying on the table beside the bag and start throwing punch after punch. I grunt and yell as my fists assault the punching bag, allowing my frustrations to leave my body through my fists. An hour later I’m coated in a thick layer of sweat and I’m too mentally and physically tired to even poke the punching bag. I collapse to the floor, hiding my head between my legs, resting my elbows on my knees and my hands gripping the hair on my neck. I feel a tap on my shoulder, and the face I’m greeted with brings all my frustration flooding back.
“Hello, Luke. Long time no see” Emily smiles at me, clad in exercise shorts and a sports bra.
“I’m not in the mood, Emily” I groan
“Not in the mood for what? Talking?” Emily laughs, bending down to my level
“What do you want” I say
“You seem upset, wanna talk?” Emily asks, placing a hand on my thigh. I flinch and sit back against the mirror-wall
“Not really” I reply bluntly
“Aw c’mon Luke. I know we have a complicated past but that doesn’t mean we can’t be friends! I care about you”
“I really don’t want to discuss this with you, I’m sorry” I apologize, I don’t know why but I do. I stand up and make my way to the exit.
“Wait!” Emily jumps up and grabs my shoulder, twirling me around to face her.
“What?” I ask. Emily presses her body to mine and puts her lips to my ear
“You look really hot when you’re mad, bruised and sweaty” She whispers, biting my earlobe and tugging on it. I feel her bare stomach against my soaking wet muscle tank, I try to release myself but she has a firm hold around my neck. “Do you like the way my body feels pressed against yours? My sweaty body in contact with your sweaty body, does this turn you on, Luke?” her hot breath fans over the side of my face
“No” I state, grabbing her arms and throwing them off me. I march out of the gym still pissed off. So much for blowing off some steam. I pedal my bike hard, speeding past my street and all the way to Taylor’s house. I knock on the door and remember that Taylor’s at work. Her dad opens the door and I quickly come up with an excuse.
“Uh, hi Mr. Brunner. Taylor told me to come over and wait for her to get home from work.” I say
“Alright, well you can wait in her bedroom” Taylor’s dad says, granting me entrance into the house. I thank him and run upstairs to Taylor’s room. I crash on her bed and yell into her pillow. I breathe in her scent that lingers on her pillow, the mix of almond and vanilla calming me down. I close my eyes and continue to breathe her in, my eyes drooping in the darkness.
_~_
When I wake up, the blankets are covering me and Taylor is cuddled up against me playing some game on her phone.
“What are you playing?” I mumble, my voice cracking due to me just waking up.
“Flappy bird. I suck at this game, its so… dammit!” Taylor sighs as a big “Game Over” flashes on her screen “This game is impossible, I can’t get past 7 pipes. I hate it!”
“Then why are you playing it?”
“Because its so fun!”
“You’re ridiculous” I laugh, pecking her forehead
“You’re just learning this now?” she giggles, lifting her head and looking at me. I shake my head and she turns her attention back to the game. She furrows her eyebrows and bites her lower lip as she continuously fails to get the pixelated bird through the green pipes.
“Are you gonna ask me what I was doing sleeping in your bed?” I ask the questions that’s been on my mind since I woke up
“I figured you had a rough day and if you wanted to talk about it you would. I didn’t wanna push you when you were already on edge” Taylor says, sitting up to face me
“God, I love you so much” I sigh, cupping her face and kissing her lips lightly
“I know, I know I’m amazing, no need to remind me” she shrugs playfully and I roll my eyes “But now that we’re on the topic, do you want to talk about it?”
“Uh…” I start but I stop when Taylor’s eyes widen
“What happened to the side of your head?” Taylor gasps, she reaches to touch the newly formed bruise but retracts her hand when I flinch
“That’s from Sean, it must have formed later than the rest of the bruises” I lie. I gave Sean my watch for him to keep quiet about this afternoon, what Taylor doesn’t know won’t hurt her.
“Okay…” Taylor drags out, I can tell she doesn’t fully believe me but she doesn’t say anything “Anyway, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing important. I was just in a mood and wanted to see you” I already decided to keep quiet about Sean, and the stuff with Emily will only piss her off. Better to just keep quiet about everything. She’ll never find out anyway.
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