I sat in my room crying. Was this what heartbreak felt like? I kept telling myself that I was being silly, I hadn't known him for very long and we'd only went on one date. One horrible, yet amazing date. We had been officially together for only two days. That must have been some sort of record. But it felt like a life time to me. I felt like I knew Luke, like actually knew him. I could see under his 'bad boy' mask, there was the sweetest guy underneath, my dream boy. But I couldn't have him. Why is it that dream boys are always out of reach? I felt like we were meant to be together. They say that there is a plan and everything happens for a reason, and I felt like Luke was a big part of my plan. He was my stimulus, my plot, and the climax of my life. I realised that I was nothing without him.
The day went by and all I did was sit in my room. It came to nearly 6pm and I knew that Liz would be making dinner. I quickly fixed myself up so it looked like I wasn't crying but my eyes were still red. I brushed my hair carelessly and put on some proper clothes. I still felt extremely ill so making an effort was exhausting. But I needed to show strength if I was to prove to Liz that I was more than serious about Luke. I needed to show that I was pressing for Luke. I needed him. And I needed her acceptance.
I was just about finished when I heard Liz call out "Dinner!" from down stairs. I took a deep breath and hurried down.
I walked cautiously into the kitchen, Liz avoided eye contact with me. I took my seat at the table and noticed my dad wasn't there, usually he was first in line where there was food.
"umm...where's my dad?" I asked.
"He's working late love, he wont be back until later tonight." she replied and placed my plate of carbonara in front of me.
"Oh okay, thank you." I had no idea what to do or how was I going to start the conversation of Luke and I. Then my sweetheart walked in and saved me.
"Oh good, I am starving!" Luke groaned as he came in and took his seat in front of me. He flashed me a shy smile, being sure to show off the dimples on his cheeks.
"Well then you better eat it all." Liz laughed while she gave Luke his meal.
"If I eat it all, can I still date Anna?" he took his chance. I wanted to giggle but I had to be serious.
"Luke I said no! I'm sorry Anna its nothing against you, I'm just not comfortable with this going on in my house."
"But I'm 16, surely I can date who I want without needing permission from my mom."
"Luke that's enough, you are 16 that means you are still under my protection. Anna is 18 ..."
"That's only two years difference, no big deal..."
"It might not seem like a big deal to you but I am not happy with it okay? You two are too young to engage in an age gap relationship."
"Mom, its not like she's in her mid twenties. There is nothing wrong with it."
"When you turn 18 you can date any girl you want."
"I don't want any girl, I want Anna!"
"Well then you'll just have to wait."
"Screw this!" Luke jumped out of his seat and stormed out the kitchen and up the stairs. I sat where I was in silence until I heard the loud bang from his room door. The last time he done that he was angry with me and Ashton. And now I had turned him against his mother.
Liz sighed and sat in Luke's seat. "Can't you understand me Anna? What would your dad say if you were 16 and you were seeing an 18 year old boy?"
I thought about it, she had a point. "He would lose it." I mumbled.
"But dads are always more protective of their daughters, with guys...its different, they aren't at risk of pregnancy and stuff...and they are commonly a lot better at defending themselves."
"But I'm still protective of my Luke. He's my youngest son, I saw the other two get heart broken and I don't want that to happen to Lukey."
"I won't break his heart, I promise. If anything he breaks mine, everyday." I could feel the tears welling up. I did what I could to hold them back.
"I don't want to see you heart broken either. You are such a lovely girl and Luke is too immature. Besides, you're not here for long. You have two months left and then you'll be going home."
"A month has gone by?" It felt like forever, yet like I'd only been there a week. Liz nodded. She hadn't removed her eyes from mine. It was like she was searching for my thoughts of Luke. "Two months, or two weeks. I don't care. I like Luke. I really like him. And he's been so kind to me and he's been everything I could ask for. I feel happier when he's with me. And I feel broken when he's not. Look I know you think its wrong that he's two years younger than I am and he's not mature enough for a relationship. But maybe that's what he needs to grow up. Heartbreaks sting, or at least that's what they tell me because I haven't had a boyfriend before, but its part of growing up. What stings more than heartbreak is not being able to be with the one you want the most. And that's what I feel right now."
Liz looked at me for a while, processing what she had just heard. "What happened to Luke's eye?" She asked.
Although she changed the subject I decided to be completely honest with her. "We went on a date two days ago and a couple of guys were chatting me up and being really rude. And they started to harass me and Luke defended me. Unfortunately they were stronger and hurt him pretty bad." I looked down thinking that was every chance I had thrown out the window.
"Right...you finished your dinner?" I looked at my plate, I had hardly touched it, before I could answer Liz took the plate and scraped the food into the bin. "I'm going to go pick up your dad, do me a favour and send Luke down, tell him I want a word." She sounded very stern and serious. My hopes had gone.
I walked up and knocked on Luke's door before opening it. He was on the edge of his bed with his head in his hands. When he looked up at me I saw his eyes were all red. "Your mum wants to talk to you." I told him with worried eyes. Then closed the door and went into my room.
I sat on my bed and listened to Luke heading down the stairs. I heard the mumbles in the kitchen, but I couldn't make out any words. The the front door opened and closed. Footsteps started running up the stairs. My door swung open and in ran Luke. He jumped on me pushing me over to lie down and started kissing every inch of my face, his hands were gripped on each side of my face and his warm body hovered over mine.
"You did it!" he screeched between kisses, over and over "you did it. You did it..." I wasn't sure what he was getting at. But I had an idea, I just had to get him to stop kissing me so he could tell me. I placed my hand on his chest and pushed upward.
"Okay, okay, what did I do?" I giggled.
"She's letting us see each other!" he exclaimed with a massive smile slapped across his face. Then his face tuned serious, "she said I have to fuck you right now." he growled playfully with a wink and made a small grind against me. I laughed hysterically mainly because I was so happy.
Luke leaned down and kissed me softly. His tongue slipped into my mouth and sucked the breath out of me. "I'm so sorry," he moaned into my mouth. "I shouldn't have said what I said. I was just too scared to see you go."
"Shut up," I replied and felt him smile. I peeled his shirt off him and ran my fingers along his torso. He ruffled his hands under my top and had a feel around himself. God I missed his touch. With the squeeze of my breast I let out a soft moan into his mouth. With that I could feel him getting a hard one, as it pressed against my inner thigh.
He removed himself from my lips and pushed my top up over my head and flung it to the side. I sat up slightly and unhooked my bra while Luke unbuckled his belt. I slipped my joggies and my pants off in one and by this time Luke was already stripped and fully equipped. He repositioned himself back on top of me and continued to kiss me passionately. He rubbed his fingers around my clit and created a lot of moisture. Petty soon I could feel tingles running through my whole body and my breath became short from his circular motion.
Then he positioned his shaft at my entrance and slowly slipped it in. I gripped onto the sheets as he pushed all of it inside me. Then he retracted out and back in again. Once I had gotten use to him again he picked up the pace slightly but kept going at a soft and slow grind. I embraced every touch, every feeling and every breath we shared. This wasn't sex. This was love. I felt it, he felt it and it cried out from my lips in the form of a moan. My whole body felt relaxed and filled with pleasure. Nothing else mattered. This was our moment. Our bodies connecting and breaths mixing in the air. After a while the love moans not only escaped my lips, they began to sneak their way out of Luke's. I felt myself reach my high as Luke began to grunt in my ear. He balled his fisted and clenched his neck. "YES!" I called out several times, getting closer to my climax. Then I felt every muscle relax and contact as I came all over his long member. At the same time I could feel the warm heat of his substance filling the condom.
He flopped on top of me and began making love bites on my neck. We laid there for a moment, embracing each others presence. Then Luke braced up on his elbows so that he could look me in the eye.
"Anna," he said slightly out of breath. Then he breathed in deeply and smiled as he said those three magic words. "Want some food?"