chapter 7✿

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        I wake up the next morning and immediately get up and go to the bathroom that connects to my room to freshen up. I got my tooth brush and went to turn the knob to the cold water but when I turned it, no water came out. 

"Great." I sigh heavily. 

I walk out of the bathroom and begin walking over to the main bathroom. Just as I was about to reach the doorway, Luke comes out of Michael's room. 

"Oh, morning." Luke says, rubbing his eyes obviously just waking up. 

"Morning. Did you need the bathroom?" I ask. 

"Yeah, but I can just go downstairs." He says. 

"No, don't worry. You're the guest, i'll go downstairs it's fine." I say as I walk over to the stairs. 

"If you're not planning on going back to sleep than you can come down for breakfast. I'm making pancakes if you want some?" I ask him. 

He nods his head but doesn't speak. I take that as a yes and begin to make my way downstairs. 

"Wow." Luke says, letting out a breath. 

I turn to face him. "What?"

He just stands there, looking at me. "Luke?"

"Sorry, you just look really good right now." He admits, staring at me. 

I blush profusely. "Luke, I just woke up..." I say, turning my head away. 

"I know," He pauses. "But you always look good." He smiles at me before walking into the bathroom and closing the door.

After I finish brushing my teeth, I go into the kitchen and grab the pancake mix out of the cupboard and get everything ready. 

"Need any help?" Luke asks, coming from behind me. 

I jump, not knowing he was there.

"Luke, that's the second time in less than 12 hours you made my heart stop." I chuckle, putting my hand over my heart. 

"Funny, I make your heart stop and you make mine beat faster." Luke says under his breath. 

"W-what?" I ask, hoping I heard him wrong. 

"Hmm? Nothing. I'll uh-set the table." Luke says before walking away to get the dishes out of the cupboard, leaving me confused as ever by what he just said. 

After the pancakes are finished, I put them in a plate and bring them to the table where Luke was sitting. I sit down across from him but don't say anything. I'm still trying to understand what he meant by what he said in the kitchen. 

"These are really good." Luke says with a mouthful of food. 

"It'd be much easier to understand you without a mouthful of food, Luke." I laugh. 

He swallows and repeats himself, "These are really good." 

"Thanks, I made them from a box mix though." I laugh lightly. 

He laughs too. "Well still, you made the best box mix pancakes I've ever tasted."

I smile. Just then my phone buzzes. I glance at the screen to see that Ian is calling me. Ian. I haven't talked to him much lately. 

"Aren't you gonna get that?" Luke asks. 

I contemplate answering it, but then shake my head. "No, I'm talking to you, that would be rude." I say to Luke. 

He smiles, but then looks at my still ringing phone. "You should answer it, I'll still be here when you're done." He jokes. 

"I'll just be a second." I say before standing up and taking my phone into the kitchen. 

"Hello?" I answer. 

"Where the fuck have you been lately?" Ian slurs. 

It was early in the morning, how was he already drunk? 

"Really, Ian? It's not even eleven in the morning and you're already drunk?" I half whisper so Luke won't hear me. 

"I've been drunk since last night, I just haven't stopped drinking yet." He laughs.

"You need to lay off your drinking."

"Oh don't act like you wouldn't be doing the same as me if you were here." 

I am about to respond but then I realize, he is right. I was no better than him. 

"Whatever, Ian." I say. 

"See, you know I'm right. Why don't you just come home and party with me? And everyone else. Come on." Ian practically demands. 

"No, you know I want to spend time with Mikey this summer." I say. 

"Or spend time with Luke?" Ian huffs. 

I widen my eyes. How does he know Luke? 

"What are you talking about? How do you even know Luke?" I ask, furrowing my brows. 

"I don't know him. But you seem to be getting pretty close to him. You sure you're not in Sydney to see him, not Michael?" He asks harshly. 

"What are you even talking about right now? How am I getting close with him?"

"Don't act all innocent. I saw your tweets to each other. If you want to be a slut than be my guest, but I won't date someone who whore's it around all of Australia." Ian snaps at me, with malice in his voice. 

Tears well up in my eyes. "You don't mean that. You're drunk, you don't mean that." I say, choking back tears. 

"I may be drunk but I know what I'm saying. I'm not an idiot, May. Have fun fucking that prick." 

"D-don't call him names, you don't even know him." I say, sticking up for Luke.

 Ian doesn't even know Luke. Obviously there was nothing going on between Luke and I but still, he doesn't deserve to be called names when he did nothing wrong. 

"Sticking up for your new boyfriend? Wow, you really are a tramp." Ian huffs. 

"STOP! What do you mean new boyfriend? You're my boyfriend! Luke is Michael's best friend! Why are you acting like this?" I cry, not holding back my tears anymore. 

"Oh I don't know, May. Maybe because 5 different guys at the party last night came up to me and told me how you were flirting with that douche on twitter."

"We weren't flirting! God, Ian! You know how much you mean to me, why are you doubting it?" I sob. 

"You know what May? Fuck you." Ian yells before hanging up. 

I stand still in shock, unable to comprehend what just happened. I put my hand over my mouth to try and hold in my sobs. Did Ian just break up with me?

"May?" Luke says quietly from behind me. 

I quickly wipe my eyes and turn around to see Luke with a sad look on his face, obviously hearing the phone call. 

"How much did you hear?" I sigh. 

"Just from when my name was brought up.." He says quietly. 

"Oh, sorry about that." I say apologetically. 

"It's alright but uh," He pauses. "Why was my name brought up? Your boyfriend doesn't even know me." Luke says with a bit of anger in his voice. 

"I know, i'm so sorry. He was drunk and-" I say before Luke cut me off. 

"Drunk? It's like eleven in the morning." He laughs lightly. 

I look at him for a minute before laughing too. "That's Ian for you." I say. "But seriously, I'm sorry about him. He was just mad about us tweeting each other. He said it was flirty." I say, rolling my eyes and putting air quotes on 'flirty'. 

Luke laughs again. "Wow, he really is jealous. I tweeted you a few times and it was a joke. He needs to loosen up." 

"Yeah, you're right." I smile weakly. 

"Let's just get back to breakfast." I say walking over to the table before Luke grabs my arm and turns me around. 

"I heard what he said on the phone, your speaker was up pretty loud. Or maybe it was just his screaming," Luke pauses to chuckle lightly, but then turns his face serious again. "You're not anything that he was calling you. Don't ever let him make you feel bad about yourself. A boyfriend should make his girlfriend feel amazing about herself all the time. You deserve to feel amazing and special all the time." Luke says, looking into my eyes.

I smile. "Thanks, Luke. I really needed that."

He smiles back at me. "So are you guys, you know..over?"

"No, Ian does this a lot. I'll call him in a few days and we'll talk it out. He'll apologize for saying the things he said and I'll apologize for whatever it was that I did and then we'll be fine." I say. 

This was basically a routine for Ian and I. I didn't like it one bit but, that's just how Ian is. 

"That's not a very healthy relationship, May." Luke says to me. 

"Don't tell me what's healthy or not in my own relationship, Luke." I say angrily. 

His face drops, probably because of the tone I was using. 

"I'm sorry I-" Luke starts but this time it was my turn to cut him off. 

"Forget it, Luke. I'm not really hungry anymore. I'm just going to go upstairs." I say and go upstairs quickly before Luke could stop me.

The past few hours were spent laying on my bed texting, calling and leaving voice mails for Ian over and over again. I call him but get sent straight to voice mail. 

"Hey it's Ian, obviously you got sent to voice mail because I don't care enough to take your call so just leave a message and I'll probably listen to it but delete it right after and not respond to you. Uhh, yeah." Ian's voice mail said before the beep. 

God, he really was a rude person. But he was mine and I loved him. At least I think I did. 

"Ian, please call me back. Can we just talk about this? There's nothing going on between me and Luke. He's my brother's best friend. That's the only reason I talk to him. Please baby, call me back. I lo--uh, just call me back." I say before hanging up. 

Ian and I had never said I love you to each other before, and I wasn't about to say it over a voice mail. 

Just then there's a knock on my bedroom door. 

"I don't wanna talk right now." I say to whoever was on the opposite side of the door. 

"May, it's me. Let me in." Michael says. 

"Mikey, not now okay?" I groan. 

"You better open this door or I'm gonna have to use my huge muscles and break the door down." Michael says sarcastically.

I laugh. Only my big brother Mikey could make me laugh at a time like this.

I get up and open the door. Michael's smiley face was suddenly washed away when he looked at me. 

"Why are your eyes all red?" He asks. 

"That's what happens when you cry, Mikey." I respond. 

"I know but I--I didn't think you'd still be crying over that dick." Michael says with obvious anger in his voice. 

"Luke told you?"

"Yeah, he did. That Ian kid is lucky he lives in Melbourne other wise I would beat the living shit out of him for calling my baby sister what he did." Michael says, balling his fists up. 

"Michael, don't worry. I know he can be a jerk sometimes but when we aren't fighting he's really sweet to me." I lie. 

Ian wasn't that sweet to me. He wasn't at all actually. He usually just bossed me around, and told me how bad I look in outfits I wore. But, I don't know. I guess I just feel like I can change him. I feel like I can make him into a better person. 

"Well at least you guys are over now." Michael says. 

I furrow my eyebrows. "We're not. We'll be back together in a few days."

Michael's eyes go narrow. "You're joking right? May, he treats you like shit!" 

"I don't need relationship advice from you! Or Luke! Just stay out of my business. Both of you!" I yell before pushing Michael out and slamming the door. 

"May, come on! Open the door!" Michael yells. 

"Michael just leave me alone." I say, using his full name to show him that I was in no way joking. 

It went silent. 

"Well, I'll be in my room if you want to talk." Michael says before I hear his footsteps walking away.

Could this day get any worse? My boyfriend breaks up with me, my brother and I get in a fight, and my--well, whatever Luke is to me, get in a fight too. Was Luke my friend? No, he was my brother's friend. I don't even know why I bother talking to him as much as I do. I never talked to any of my brother's friends when we all lived in Melbourne, so why should i talk to his friends in Sydney. If i didn't acknowledge Luke in the first place, then Ian and I wouldn't be in a fight. Neither would Michael and I. So that's it, I wasn't going to speak to Luke anymore.

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