《I don't care what people say when we're together,
You know I wanna be the one to hold you when you sleep;
I just want it to be you and I forever,
I know you wanna leave,
So c'mon baby be with me
So happily.
Happily- One Direction》
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"Lucas, what the hell?" I exclaimed, turning red with fright and embarrassment as I cluck onto the towel for my dear life. I just came out of the shower, to find Lucas laying on my bed staring at his phone. Thank God the towel didn't drop!
He looked up at me at the sound of my shriek as he took me in from head to toe. What does he think, he's doing? A minute later, he clears his throat and chuckles, "I'm sorry, didn't mean to scare you."
He never means to scare me but always does it
"Of course you didn't," I said, rolling my eyes. "What are you doing here anyway? Aren't you supposed to be at the breakfast table?"
"Well, I kinda needed help with a situation and I couldn't talk about it, in front of Paul and Emily so I came here." He explained.
"What is it?" I asked with concern lacing out of my voice.
"I went out with a girl last night, but she was way too outrageous for my taste. She kept talking about some Prada bag she bought the other day and about her Paris trip, so I dropped her home after our dinner and now she won't stop calling me." He said with a worried face.
It has been a few weeks since school had started. Lucas was back to being a player as usual. He would date a girl one day and then her best friend the next. He never committed to anyone and always came to me when the situation got out of his hand. This new girl seemed to be of the type who liked to show-off. Well, it's not my problem that he went through girls as fast as I'd change my clothes in the mall's dressing room.
"If you haven't figured it out already. That's how dating works. When you go out with someone and if you like them. You call them back." I replied, annoyedly.
"How would you know how dating works? You haven't had a single boyfriend." He joked but that didn't go unnoticed by me.
"I know enough to understand how a girl would feel." I retorted.
As if he realized how wrong what he just said to me was, he hastily apologized, "I'm so sorry, Grace."
"It's fine." I cut him off.
"No. That came out wrong. I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry." He said taking a step towards me as I backed away, because hey...I was still wrapped in a towel.
"It's fine Lucas," I said, my back hitting the wall.
"Really? You're not angry at me right?" He stopped a foot away from me.
"No, I'm not," I grumbled. Just stay where you're and don't come near me. I can't handle it.
"Okay. So you said to call back, but what if I don't want to call her back. I told you already, she was way too outrageous for my taste." He scratched his head, as I narrowed my eyes towards him. Unbelievable, "Lucas James, you can't keep doing this to every girl." I said, pointing my finger at him.
"Rachel, come down already. You'll be late for school." Mom called from downstairs.
"Coming, Mom." I yelled and looked at Lucas "You need to think twice before taking any girl out on a date next time. You can't keep hurting the feelings of every girl." Like me. "Now get out; I need to get dressed." I pushed him towards the door but he dropped down on the bed and smirked, "Or I can just wait until you finish."
"Lucas, I swear to God if you don't get out this instant...." I shouted.
"Calm down, woman; I'm leaving." He got up. "By the way, nice legs."
"Lucas!!!" I exclaimed, but he had already jumped out of the window. Of course, he used the window to come in.
When I walked into the kitchen after getting ready to find Lucas sitting on the breakfast table with Mom and Paul. We leave for school as soon as we finished our breakfast and surprisingly, we reach early than usual. Lucas stopped by his friends in the parking lot and I made my way to my locker.
I was busy arranging my books when Katie came out of nowhere and asked, "Where's Luke?"
I rolled my eyes and snapped, "I don't know." I hadn't forgotten about the stuff she said about me in the restroom the other day.
"No need to be a bitch about it." She snapped back and walked away.
I was so tempted to tell her that he went on a date with Prada girl yesterday but that'd put Lucas in a mess so I kept my mouth shut. I made my day, down the hallway, readjusting the books in my hand as I opened the door of my literature class. I make it through the entire period, getting my work done and after class ends, I make my way to History, weaving through students as I slip into the classroom.
Mrs. Drew made us run laps in our gym class and by the time the day ended, I was feeling completely exhausted and dizzy as I walk into the locker room. I sit down for a while to calm down my dizziness as the rest of the girls get dressed. When everyone leaves, I finally get up from my seat and get dressed to leave for home.
"Hi, my name is Rebecca." I jump at a cheerful voice of an unfamiliar voice as I turn around to find the same blonde who was smiling at Lucas the other day, smiling at me and I can't help but feel like I misjudged her. She didn't seem like the other girls that Lucas is used to dating. She seemed nice. I extend a friendly hand, smiling at her, "Hi, I'm Rachel. You must be new in this school."
"Yes, we just moved to Texas recently due to my Dad's transfer."
"Oh, well, welcome to Trinity. I hope you like it here." It felt nice to talk to someone so sweet, after an exhausting day.
"I think I'll love it here. This school has really hot boys." She said with twinkling eyes.
I assumed she was talking about Lucas because it makes sense as she was giving him cheeky eyes that morning.
And she confirms it by asking, "Are you dating Luke or something."
"Lucas and I are best friends and nothing else," I replied, laughing lightly.
"Best friend, yeah, right. I saw the way you two act."
"What do you mean?" I ask, confused.
"Oh you know, him keeping his hands on your shoulder all the damn time, holding your hand, and walking you to class. Everything."
"It's because we're close to each other. We've been best friends for almost eight years." I chuckled, with no sense of humor because this girl was blatantly being rude.
"Well, no one knew you existed until this year. And now no guy dares to ask you out just because Luke asked them to back off." she snapped, sneering at me.
Luke asked them to back off? What does that even mean?
"What do you mean?"
"That doesn't matter. So, what is it between you and Luke?"
I just shrugged. "I told you we're best friends, and how do you even know so much. I thought you were new at this school." I pulled my hair back into a ponytail.
"I like Luke, but then I heard people talking about you both that you two are a thing, and I wanted to see who is this Luke's best friend that everyone is talking about." She said.
"I didn't know; rumors were going around about us. But trust me, we're just friends and nothing else." I explained.
"If you aren't together, why does he stick around you. You must be an amazing screw," she mused, looking at me with wide eyes.
I looked at her, shocked. "He's my best friend! I've never slept with him."
The girl looked at me with a skeptical expression on her face; she didn't believe a word I'd said as she stormed out of the locker room.
I couldn't believe people thought like that about us. He already had a reputation of dating half of the girls on the school campus, and now I'm being included in that list. It hurt me because I didn't want to be just another girl for him, that's why I decided to stay his best friend. But how much ever I loved Lucas, it hurt me to watch him with a different girl every day. Just this morning, he told me about his date the previous night and now I was being dragged into this thing out of nowhere. What is wrong with people? And what is wrong with Lucas? Why can't he just date a single girl? It'd be better to watch him with one girl rather than different girls every day. I needed to keep my distance from him, at least for some time being until the rumors die.
Just as I was about to walk out of the locker room, Lucas walked in.
"What are you doing in the girl's locker room, Lucas?" I asked, worried someone might see us together and start another rumor.
"Some girl told me you were feeling dizzy after gym class. Are you okay?" He answered worriedly.
"I'm fine."
Why does he have to be like this- sweet and caring, when I just decided to keep my distance from him. But I have to do this, I can't let people spread more rumors about us.
I didn't know how to say this to him, but finally, I did, "Lucas, can we keep our distance for some time."
"What? Where did that come from?" He chuckled.
"Because of our closeness and you introducing me to your friend circle this year, everyone is assuming that we're sleeping together," I explained.
"Well, we do sleep together." He said, scrunching his eyebrows.
"No, they think you know....that w - we are having sex," I whispered embarrassingly as I pushed open the door of the locker room and started walking out.
Another chuckle escaped from his throat as he followed me. "It's not funny. Do you want the whole school to think I'm one of your fuck buddies?" I glared at him.
"No one thinks that. And if they are talking bad stuff about you, they better hope I don't hear them." He said in a serious tone.
Suddenly I remembered something and stopped on my spot as I turned and said, "Oh my God," as realization dawned on me, then I continued, "Everyone knows about us being best friends. And now they think we're sleeping together. You flirt and screw every girl but just stick around me. That's why they think that I'm an amazing screw. Everyone thinks I'm a slut. I look so pathetic in the whole picture. " I paused, lost in the horror of my realization, and then shook my head. "I don't think I should stay with you anymore. We should just stay away from each other in general for a while, you know, just to clear their misunderstanding. At least until the rumors die."
"I'm not screwing around. Who even told you about that?" He asks, taking my bag from my arms.
"Everyone on the campus knows about that." I took my bag back from his hands, but he grabbed it again. "First of all, that's not at all true. People talk shit all the time. And second, no one thinks we're together Grace. You don't have to quit talking to me just to prove a point to them." His voice comes out a little desperate. "And even if we stop talking, what're you going to tell at home? Why aren't we talking to each other?" he says.
He was right. What will I tell Mom and Anna?
We walk towards the parking lot and then he finally speaks, "I promise I'll fix this, okay? I'll clear all the rumors, I don't want anyone to think less of you, you'll be fine, okay," he continues. "Please don't be mad at me. I don't like it when we fight." Me neither.
I stay silent.
"Let's just forget about all this okay? Let's go out tonight." He said.
"I don't think that a good idea Lucas." I hesitate.
"Look, we haven't gone out in such a long time. It'd be like a fresh start for us." He explained.
Maybe he was right, we've been fighting so much lately. By going out maybe we'll be able to clear our misunderstandings.
"Okay!!" I sighed, and we took off to go home.
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