⇉ michelle ⇇
"Good! What do hydrogen and oxygen molecules combine to make?" Luke asked me another question from the textbook, me hanging upside down on his bed and his head laying on my stomach.
This is how it's been for the past few days. I'd go over Luke's house after we picked up Grady and Ethan. We finally set an actual schedule, even if it was absolutely pointless now, and it'll keep going until the final exams on Monday.
"Do you think I know?" Groaning and sitting back up to make sure the blood doesn't rush all the way to my brain. It wouldn't make me any more unintelligent than I already am.
"I told you this yesterday! It's the simplest part of chemistry!" He moved to turn off his music, currently on Sic Transit Gloria... by Brand New.
"Uh, I don't know, water. I think." No, I remember this. It's literally the simplest part of any science, I'm not that dumb.
"Yes! What reaction?" He sat back down on the edge of the bed in front of me. His ankle over the opposite knee while he looked down at his phone.
"Excited?" My head fell on to his bed, not quite hitting his pillow. I was too tired to even think about school right now. We had an entire week off for - actually, I don't know what for.
"Ha-ha. Try again," Luke said. He'd put the book back down when he got up to turn the music off. "You know exams are Monday, right?" Luke rose his eyebrows at my current position, moving back to hanging off of the edge of his bed where I continued dreading the amount of effort I had to put in every five seconds for the past hour and a half.
"Synthesis. And don't remind me, if I flunk it's your fault." I told him, indecisively sitting up again and leaning on my elbows. The chemistry book was sat in my lap on a page I forgot about, talking about something I didn't understand and probably will never actually apply anywhere. My eyes were closed tightly, my head hurt. "Can I go to bed now?"
He laughed and shook his head. Closing his book and standing, he pulled my arm up so I was standing with him.
He ignored my last comment. "This is my bed, no. Anyway, you're getting better. Not that answering a grade three chemistry question is progress, but still."
"You've let me sleep in your bed before, Lucifer boy." I turned my head to glance at my phone; 9:24. I should be home. "I need to go home. My mom may like you but I don't think she trusts me." No, I just really didn't want to stay again.
It was pouring outside tonight (which it's been doing since the day Luke stole my pizza), I could hear it over Luke's music while he was helping me. I stood up, slipped on my vans and decided I would have to walk in the rain. I don't plan ahead for being drenched in the world's tears.
"No," he dragged out. "Tomorrow's Saturday. You should see if you can stay around."
I was confused, lifting up one of my eyebrows while looking at him. "I don't think Brooke would appreciate a girl in your house while the sun isn't out."
"But Brooke's not here," he said, standing up and walking over to me near the door. I had to crane my neck and look up at him. Even at night his bright eyes were still more than visible. "And plus, it's raining."
As much as I would love to stay and actually have a good friend for once, girl fights aren't my thing. I have so much to live for, like seeing the color Michael's hair will be in twenty years! Or if he'll even have any!
Another reason was exactly that; Michael. If I stayed, I would be re-enforcing my feelings for Luke and it's not like I was sad that I had them, but Michael isn't the happiest about it. I would never, ever do anything that would make my best friend (if he even considers me that anymore) upset but I truly don't think I could help the dumb smile that appeared on my face every time Luke was around.
But I gave in after Luke's hands grabbed onto my shoulder, and then slid down until they were holding mine slightly. He pouted and tried not to smile. "Fine. I don't know why you're so desperate."
"Hey, I'm just being friendly. We don't need you soaking wet when you get home."
"Yeah, can't have that, can we? I'll just go to Michael's." No, I wasn't. I couldn't. And Luke knew we were kind of fighting, anyway, so that attempt to lie was pointless.
I still haven't become fully used to the fact that Luke was a part of the cheating. Even when he told me that he had no idea at first -- he still knew after a while. And he still let it happen.
"His house is farther than yours."
We still stood facing each other near his bedroom door. There was only one dim light lit in the corner of his room, and my neck was beginning to hurt from having to look at this giant man creature in front of me.
Seriously, how can someone be so tall but so small?
"Why do you want me to stay so bad?" I asked, tilting my head the same way a dog would.
And in that moment, I swear I was a dog. Ha.
"I have a problem."
I resisted the urge to say, 'yes, you do. I think it revolves around the fact that your girlfriend is probably cheating on you, too. Yay, celebration.' I didn't want to make the boy cry. Though he probably wouldn't of. "Is it a problem that boys have?"
"Do all boys have problems involving someone nine hours away?" Despite having told me he was going to, and me gladly willing him on to do so, Luke has still failed to actually break up with Brooke.
"Do you want me to answer honestly or with discretion?"
"What would you tell me if I said honestly?"
"I think I'd go, 'not all boys, but most of the earth's population of them, probably.' You know, something like that." Sometimes I want to laugh at myself, but instead I've stuck with just telling my inner self that I'm funny. Boost the self esteem.
He groaned, obviously not impressed by my attempt to make this situation lighter. Wow, tough crowd. "Seriously, Michelle. I know you don't like her. Best friends are supposed to help each other."
"Who said we were best friends?" My eyebrow raised when he turned around to look at me, now moving to go lie down on the bed. I was just messing with him, I'd consider him a friend. A really, really good friend who happened to make me strangely happy.
I watched him struggle to find an answer until I started giggling. "I'm kidding, relax."
No, Michelle. We do not giggle. You're completely ruining your punk exterior.
He went to lie down next to me, both of us turning to our sides. It was quiet for a few seconds, staring off into space at nothing in particular.
I heard him sigh quietly, bringing my attention back to his tired eyes. "So about that problem?"
"What?" He was no longer laying on his side facing me, but on he moved so his arms were on either side of my head and his legs were over my waist.
"You're part of it." Luke whispered and began playing with his lip ring, which he always seems to do when he's concentrating.
"Wait, what?"
His angelic laugh filled my ears, and he looked at me in mock-confusion. "That kind of came out wrong."
"Well, yeah," I said, eyes still slightly widened.
His eyes twinkled and he chuckled. "I'm just trying to say it's a problem that I want to kiss you all the time." Luke's eyes flickered across my face, looking nervous.
"That's not my fault," I said, trying to play off how it made me feel.
"I think this time it is."
"I'm so sorry then, Luke, for being so, so kissable," I laughed, "Is that what you wanted?"
"No, I actually want to kiss you," he rolled his eyes and adjusted his arms, still positioned beside my head.
"We just went over that." I was hoping he couldn't notice the smile that was starting to stretch across my face, because I still needed him to realize he can't do what he wanted until he could choose between two people. But that idea was starting to become clouded in the back of my head due to what was happening at the moment.
"But you didn't disagree with the idea," he smirked down at me.
"I didn't agree to it, either."
"Do you though?"
"Well, I mean -- it's not like I would--"
"Good," Luke smiled just as he quickly move his head down to plant his lips on mine, waiting until I responded to continue. When I did, he smiled again.
And I smiled, too
and I should feel bad
but I don't.
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i cried when i found out the boys listen to brand new not even kidding bye ((on the topic of music i think im just gonna leave a random song that im listening to on the side or at the top even tho my music taste is trash bc i can do whatever ok))
THEY KISSED DO YOU LOVE ME FINALLY
this chapter was supposed to be up on the 26th but as a happy holidays/merry chirstmas eve here ya go