Isabella's POV
Foreign politics class was as always going slower than a snail race. God I really hate this class, it's such a waste of time. Once again, I tried taking notes but I just couldn't get my mind away from yesterday 's events. Grinning at Lukas from the opposite side of the table, studying him while his was reading his notes with those incredibly sexy glasses and good god when he started kissing my neck in the kitchen, I thought my legs where going to give out from underneath me. I quit felt literally how much I turned him on which gave me an inexplicable rush of confidence. And then there was that phone call which turned everything upside down, again. However, it wasn't the phone call which made me leave angry, but his reaction. Not telling Mia about her cheating boyfriend, how does that make things better for her?I just don't get it. How is he sweet and caring one time and a complete asshole the next...I'm so freaking confused.
Yesterday, I meant it when I said I didn't want anything to do with him when he was acting like the idiot he can be sometimes. Today I was starting to regret it... At the pit of my stomach I felt an emptiness when I thought about not being around him. Like I felt lonely and I just realized I needed him, whether it was as an acquaintance, a friend of maybe more... Maybe I don't want to be just friends with him, maybe I wanted the whole package deal which included agreeing and disagreeing, loving and fighting. Just maybe, my body already knew the answer, but my mind was still considering the thought of it. I was confused and didn't know what to do, should I tell Mia, or do I protect her from harm. All of this was the reason behind another class whiteout taking notes, not that I wanted to. Again, this class was a waist of my time, but at least it gave me two hours to get my mind straight about some things.
When the professor finally dismissed class, I packed my books and walked to the library. On my way I stopped because my phone chimed in my bag. I'm already clumsy enough so walking and texting at the same time is for me like crossing a highway blindfolded, not a very good idea.
Mia: Tell me you're feeling better? Too bad you left because now I was forced to watch a movie with my brother, not the most pleasant company...
Her text lit up my face. Because she cared about me, something I'm not used to, and my eyes started to glisten at the mention of her brother. True, he's not the most pleasant but there must be something about him that explains why I can't seem to stay away from his annoying ass. By the tone of her text I figured he hadn't told her about Jason which made me sigh. I can't be the one to shatter her world right now, so I decided to play along. Not my favorite decision.
Me: All better! I can imagine the eyeroll marathon you two must have had yesterday.
It's true eyerolling is apparently in their genes, along with some genes that makes them the most attractive human beings on campus.
Mia: You know it! Great! So, since you're all better you're going to a party with me tonight at the Kappa Sigma house on Elrow street. It's a black party. You and I are going!
She was quickly to reply, and I figured this was going to go on for a while, so I decided to lean back against the wall. The hallways were usually packed with people trying to change classes, but for some reason the hallway to the library was always very quiet. Maybe because the library was not the favorite place of most students.
Me: Oh so I don't get a say in this? And what is a Black party?
Mia: Nope girl I'm taking you out, it's time for some fun. I know they're trying to be fancy...
Her definition of fun because my first ever college party a few weeks ago wasn't really a success. I shook my head knowing if I said no she would come to my apartment and drag me with her anyways but before I could reply I nearly flipped my phone through the air when a white paper cup appeared in front of my phone.
"What the..." I yelled while gasping for air as the idiot in front of me scared the living hell out of me. I looked up to see whose hand was holding the cup which had snowflake written on it. But did I really have to look because there was only one person who called me that. "Lukas!" He smiled at me when my eyes met his but it didn't take me more than two seconds to notice the bruise on his cheek and a nasty cut on his lip. He didn't seem to be bothered by it whatsoever as he kept grinning as if everything was normal. "What the hell happened to your face?" I said while reaching up to put his chin between my fingers. I turned his face to get a better look at it and shook my head at the sight of the bruises.
"I had a little talk with Jason." He said looking down, avoiding my stare. I followed his downwards motions and noticed his knuckles where bruised and cracked.
"And your way of talking is jabbing him in the face?" I scoffed, disapproving the way he handled it. "Grow up Lukas!" He looked up, his jaw was clenched underneath my fingers before I let my hand fall back to my side, and he swallowed before opening his mouth to speak.
"He had it coming." He said, obviously still angry and bitter about the situation and I couldn't blame him. I shook my head and looked away, turning my gaze to a vending machine on the other side of the hallway. "Listen, I'm sorry for how I acted yesterday." He whispered softly, his sweet breath grazing my cheek and it was taking every bit of willpower not to look at him. "Look at me Bella, please." He said as if he read my mind, taking my chin between his fingers and turning my face to meet his apologetic eyes. He was sincere, honest, he meant it and it revived the tingly feeling at the pit of my stomach. "I'm an asshole, I know that but I'm much more than that. If you just give me a chance to show you." His voice was confident but yet it was trembling like he was nervous to ask, almost like he was scared of my answer.
I sighed, thinking about what the right thing was to say. His fingers still lingered on my cheek, caressing his thumb over my soft skin. "Lukas, we have to tell Mia about Jason." I sighed again, shaking my head slightly against his fingers.
"I know! I know we have to tell her, you're right but let me find the right timing to do so." He sighed, looking conflicted and worried while biting his bottom lip. God this is hot, but now is not the time.
"Is it ever the right time for such news?" I scoffed pulling my face away from his hand. "The longer you wait the more it'll hurt her! She's your sister, do you really want that?"
"Of course not! Just give me three weeks max. We'll be going to my parents for a weekend, let me tell her there. She'll be home, my mom can talk some sense into her, my dad can comfort her. Please trust me on this one! I have seen Mia go through break ups before and it's not pretty." He pleaded, his eyes begging me to agree with him. He titled his head to the side waiting for my answer. How can I say no to that face!
"Three weeks tops, if you haven't told her by then, you're going to wish you were never born." I said sincere while pushing at his shoulder. Of course, he didn't budge an inch. Instead he bit down on his lip once again while he looked at me playfully. My stomach erupted in a butterfly race like always when he looked at me like that.Jeez, one look like that is enough to make me melt.
"What are you going to do. Tickle me?" He said playfully while poking my side which made me let out a laugh. I'm ticklish okay!
"I'm still debating on what's the best way to torture you." If there even was a way to have an impact on him.
"Let me know when the jury is out. Oh, I almost forgot I got you this." He said while gently shoving the white cup in my hand our fingers touching for a second. His skin felt hot and it only made me wonder what the rest of him felt like.
"What's this?" I whispered looking up at him surprised. It's coffee I know, I'm not stupid...
"A cappuccino, my peace offer to you for how I acted yesterday. I'm really sorry Isabella, I didn't like it how you left because of me." He looked at me through his thick eyelashes.
"How do you know that's my favorite?" I smiled at him truly surprised, causing something to spark in his grey eyes.
"It was a lucky guess." He smiled pushing his hair from his forehead, looking relieved that he had picked the right flavor. Even though there was a certain distance between us the tension was building up. Whenever we were in each other presence the air around us disappeared and it was like it was only the two of us.
"I guess you've earned your second chance." I said rocking back and forth on my heels, no longer leaning against the wall which caused me to take a step towards him. The space between us was getting smaller. I looked up to meet his eyes looking down on my face while the corners of his mouth tugged up into a smile. I bit my lip, thinking about my next move while my fingers pulled at the fabric of his grey t-shirt hugging his stomach. He quickly lifted his hand to meet mine, caressing them softly while they pulled him closer. "There is this Black party tonight at the Kappa Sigma house, do you want to come?" I said, before smiling at his perfect face and letting my eyes linger on the tattoo in his neck peeking up from his t-shirt.
He lowered his head to level up with mine "Are you going?" He whispered near my ear, causing me to shiver. His hand still rubbing over mine that was grabbing his t-shirt.
"I think so." I said before pulling my bottom lip between my teeth waiting for his answer.
"Call it a date." He whispered, his breath waving against my earlobe. I swallowed before parting my lips and pushing him a bit back to face him again.
"It's not a date Lukas, we're friends..." I said, looking at him questioned like I was asking him if we were. Were we?He grinned at me before leaning back in.
"Whatever Snowflake." He whispered and the next thing I know I felt his soft lips being pressed on my cheek in the gentlest way. I closed my eyes trying to register this sweet and way to short moment before he pulled back and walked away from me causing his t-shirt to slip through my fingers. Who am I fooling, being just friends with him is going to be impossible... I watched him walk to the end of the hallway until my gaze caught a person who looked like she had been standing there for too long.
Olivia was staring at me with a murderous look on her face. Geee if stares could kill, I was being struck by lightning at this very moment. She gave me a once over before scoffing at my direction and walking away. What a bitch...
I took my phone and replied Mia, happy about going to the party with her. My sudden change of heart due to Lukas going too. Who knows what could happen...
Me: Let's party! 🎉🎉
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