The bet is all about a girl, you date her, tell her you love her, get her to say it back, next day gone.
I was better with y/n and i had to, I mostly live on my own so, I have to provide for myself.
I don't know when she's gonna find out, but I'm scared, she makes me fall in love every time I see her, but she'll never understand.
Is she finds out she'll break down, never forgive me. I'll lose her.
How do I tell her?
I can't believe it! I'm falling way to deep for him! It's wonderfully horrible. It feels like I'm letting myself go.
I feel like I need him in my life, like there's something more behind the fact I'm falling for him. It feels wrong, terribly.
I know either way my heart will get broke.
But it's worth the risk.
*Next day at school*
Today I wanted to dress up a bit. I put on a strapless floral dress that went up to my mid-thigh. Curled my hair, put some lipstick on and finished up with mascara.
When I got to school I could tell boys were staring at me. Of course I had to where a cardigan over it, but it still looked good. I left to Luke's locker.
"Hey y/n-" he looked me up And down
"What are you wearing,"
"A dress," I said smiling
He rolled his eyes and packed his things up and left.
As I say down at a table alone again Calum and Michael say across me.
"Can I help you?"
"No, you just seem lonely,"
"My bestfriend moved away a few weeks ago what do you think I'd do?"
"OK I get it!" I spoke quietly, ok, I'm not always social.
"Your look hot today y/n," Michael commented with a smirk
"You're not so bad yourself," I replied trying not to blush
He then came close to my ear and whispered "if you didn't like Luke I would've been dating you by now,"
I whispered back "what if I don't like him?" I smiled
"Then would you like to go out?" He questioned
"Hard answer," I said "yes,"
Then he pecked my cheek and left, assuming Calum already left because his chair was empty. I looked around and saw Luke's heavy stare.
Luke's pov- I CANT BELIVE MICHAEL WOULD DO THAT!my jaw was clenched and so were my hands. He kissed her on the cheek! I could've-I have to have a plan!
(Song: mr.brightside by the killers)
Jealousy turning saints into the sea,
Burning through sick lullaby,
Joking on your alibi.
But it's just the price I pay, destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes.