chapter 11✿

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Luke wasn't kidding when he said him and Michael would most likely be playing Call of Duty all night. It was three in the morning and they were still at it. I had stopped playing at around two so I could get some sleep, but that wasn't happening due to the clicks of the controllers, the gun shots, and the occasional cuss words coming from Michael.

I sit up from the bed, "Michael, shut up!" I whisper yell.

He turns to look at me. "May, there's another room right down the hall you know." He says rather rudely.

"Lay off dude, maybe she doesn't wanna be alone." Luke says.

"Oh, I forgot she was twelve." Michael says sarcastically.

He tends to get moody late at night. Either that or the fact that Luke was kicking his ass in Call of Duty.

"Alright, I'll just go back to the other room. Night you guys." I say, standing up from the bed, tugging the shirt I had on as far down my legs as it could possibly go.

"Oh come on, May. I was kidding. Just stay. I'll turn it off alright?" Michael says, leaving the game. He shuts off the Xbox and lays a blanket down on the floor.

"What are you doing, Mikey?" I laugh.

"Well, two of us are gonna have to sleep on the floor and it's sure as hell not going to be you." Michael says.

"Shouldn't Luke take the bed, seeing as it is his." I say.

"No, you're the guest. I'm fine with the floor. Besides, if it gets really uncomfortable I'll just go sleep in the guest room." Luke says.

"Thanks." I smile and hop back into the bed.

Not even thirty minutes later, Michael's snoring begins to fill the room. I try to sleep but my mind was racing with thoughts, like it usually does at night. I couldn't help but think about my mum. What was she doing right now? Was she okay? Was she passed out in a pool of her own vomit? Regardless of her actions, she's the woman that gave birth to me, I'd always love her no matter what.

Just then, Luke gets up and walks downstairs. I decide to go too since I can't sleep anyways. I walk downstairs and see the light from the fridge illuminating the pitch black kitchen. I walk into the kitchen to see Luke eating left over pizza from dinner.

"Wow, you'd think you'd be full after the six slices you ate at dinner." I chuckle.

Luke spun around to face me. "Jeez, May, you scared me." He said, bringing his free hand to his chest.

"Sorry." I apologize.

"You couldn't sleep either?" He asks me, taking a bite of his pizza.

I shake my head. "All I can think about is my mum. I'm sorry you had to see all that today." I apologize again.

"Don't worry, I've seen it a lot already. That wasn't the first time your mum's gone on a drunken rage, she's done it plenty of times to your brother." He explains.

"I can't believe what she's turned into." I say.

"It'll all get better soon." Luke tries to assure me.

"Thanks by the way." I say.

"For?" He asks.

"For sticking up for me to my mum earlier. No one usually sticks up for me other than Mikey, so thanks. And thanks for letting us stay here. I know I've been pretty rude to you since I've been here and I'm sorry for that it's just everything with Ian and then my mum and I-" I ramble before Luke cuts me off.

"May, it's fine. Everything's fine. And you deserve to be stuck up for." He says.

I sigh and put my hand to my forehead. "I just wish my childhood years could have lasted forever. I wish my mum and dad still loved each other, and my mum wasn't a drunk. I miss living with Mikey...and overall just having a proper family. Now I have to leave Michael here and go back to Melbourne in a month." I rant.

"It'll be okay. Everything will work out." Luke says, coming closer to me and rubbing my back. It was actually comforting, so I didn't pull away.

"How do you know that?"

"Well, because you and Michael are two of the strongest people I've ever met, and I know you two will always make good of whatever situations you get into." He explains.

"What about you?" I ask suddenly.

"What do you mean?" He asks me.

"What do you want? Like-forever? I wanted my childhood forever, how about you?" I ask.

"I don't know, May." He pauses, thinking of an answer to give I assume. "I guess I never really thought about forever. I don't know, happiness I guess."

I look up at him, realizing that we were closer than I thought.

"Yeah, me too." I smile at him.

We stare at each other for what felt like hours before he spoke up, "Don't stop me this time." He says lowly.

"What do you mean-" I ask before Luke cut me off by crashing his lips on mine. I was stunned, by oddly enough, I found myself kissing him back.

Our lips moved in perfect sync with each other, and moulded together better than with anyone I had ever kissed before. My head swirled. It was better than I had imagined. I was finally kissing Luke, after our many almost kisses, here we were-finally kissing, with no one to interrupt us. He puts his hands onto my hips and guides me backwards towards the counter. Once my back hits it, he picks me up and sits me on the counter, never breaking contact. I wrap my arms around his neck and deepen the kiss. He slips one hand under my shirt, resting on the small of my back as I run my hands through his hair, tugging slightly earning a low moan from him.

"You look so hot in my clothes." Luke says against my lips, causing me to involuntarily moan. "Almost as hot as that just was." He says, kissing me again. He brings his hands higher up my back, eventually reaching my bra strap.

I put my hands on his chest pushing him back, suddenly registering what was happening. "Luke stop" I whisper, out of breath and not bothering to open my eyes.

"Why? I-"

"I'm with Ian." I say lowly.

He backs away, breaking all physical contact we had. "Fuck Ian!" He says, stressing his name.

"He's my boyfriend!"

"Well I should be!" Luke says.

"Luke please don't-" I begin before he once again cuts me off.

"Just break up with him! Come on May, you cheated on him already anyway!" Luke says, raising his voice slightly but not loud enough to wake anyone up.

My heart sinks at his words.

"I cheated on him." I struggle to even get the words out. "I'm a horrible person. I cheated on Ian. I-I need to go." I say, hopping of the counter and starting towards the door before Luke grabs my wrist.

"You're staying here, remember?" Luke says.

"Fuck," I cuss. "Then i'm going upstairs. Tell Mikey not to wake me in the morning." I pull out of Luke's grasp and quickly walk upstairs.

He runs after me and grabs my wrist yet again.

"But-" He starts, but this time it was my turn to cut him off.

"I need to be alone, Luke." I says before running up to the guest room, shutting and locking the door behind me.

I run to the bed and collapse on top of it. I put my hands over my mouth and begin to sob uncontrollably. I had just cheated on my boyfriend and yet, I couldn't help but miss Luke's lips on mine. I found myself regretting ever pulling away. And that's when I knew it, I liked Luke. I liked someone other than my boyfriend.

I liked my brother's best friend.

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