But I'm only human..

'His hand brushed down against the skin on my face. The warm air around us felt nice, but at the same time my thoughts were burying me into the warm depths of hell. "It'll be ok." He said, reluctantly smiling at me. But sweet Jesus, no it wouldn't.'

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That evening, I received a snapchat, from someone I didn't really know. The name, 10mia01, didn't give any clues, and the rather obscure message was a little strange.

You're Sophie Owens, correct? You, you dirty, horrible, mean, backstabbing, cheating, whore. I hope Luke finds out about this shit. You'll go down for what you've done, I swear on it.

Okay, so I had 100% no idea what that was supposed to mean. I had no recognition towards the suggested name Mia, and the message made no sense whatsoever.

I decided to text Luke about it. Luke and I had only spoken on text once, making arrangements for our art GCSE collaboration.

Throughout the day, I'd found nothing out about our little happenings, so to speak. So this could get cleared up too.

He replied to my Hey x instantly, saying the same back. I began to type the question at mind, about Mia. But that's not what I wanted.

Meet me, Costa, 5 minutes! x

I instructed, not really knowing why I couldn't just call him. I changed out of my school uniform, as I'd been to my friends house and only just arrived home. Wearing short shorts, ripped tights, a tiny black crop top and a hoodie, along with navy Doc Martins and a touch up on my eyeliner, I grabbed my bag and called to my mum.

'I'll be back in a bit, need to sort something!' I yelled.

'Be back by 9, you know what our community is like honey!' She chuckled to herself, even though it was no joke.

Be back by 9, I was told, which would be a struggle, as it was already 6:30 now, and Costa was 30 minutes away. So time was against me. But let's be honest, I'd rather fight time than fight a person.

***

I looked over my shoulder as Luke grabbed my waist from behind. As I turned my head, he twisted my hips and connected his lips to mine. My eyes shut and he pulled my hips into his, as if we were in a romantic film, and I was expected to die but came out alive. Very dramatic.

I pulled away, coughed as an excuse. I didn't lean back in though, as I needed to know what happened, and who Mia is.

'Luke, we need to talk.. I got a message from a girl of whom I do not know, and my friends told me we.. Well we... Did stuff?' My voice asked as if a question.

My smirked, his eyes growing wider.

'Mia, right? Tommy's ex? Yeah she's a bitch. No idea what she's got to do with you though..' He glanced at his feet, and then back up into my eyes.

'Oh, Tommy? Who's that? And us? You've not told me what happened there yet. I was drunk, OK?' I said, maybe a little too harshly.

'Erm, Thomas? Your next door neighbour! The one who glares at me like I fucked his dead grandma? Yah him. And us, ay?' He smirked again, 'I don't know, as you said, we were drunk.. But yeah stuff happened.' He laughed, his incredible, gorgeous laugh. But it wasn't incredible, no. He wouldn't tell me straight. Ugh.

'Lukeeee!' I moaned, but not in the way you are now thinking I was moaning, 'Tell me what we did. Now. Or I won't talk to you.' I folded my arms, as if I was a sassy five year old.

'Fine. Well, we were drunk. Very. We left Lizzie's, you said your mum wouldn't approve of you turning up home like this. So I took you back to mine. My bedroom. My bed. You know.'

I couldn't help myself but smile, even though I knew this was bad.

'Soo, we did it? What happened from there?' I felt my cheeks pinken slightly.

'I guess so. Erm, afterwards, you seemed to have sobered up a little, and Eva is it? Or Abbi? One of them, anyway, came and took you to your drive. No idea where Mia fits into this babe.' He said babe as he bit his lip, as if nervous, but attractive.

I nodded, and made my way back to my house shortly after. We kissed again, but the thoughts of what we'd done made me tremble a little.

Were we safe? Why couldn't I remember anything? Ugh.. Why?

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