Lucas' Point of View.
Friday came quicker than I thought seeing as this week went by ridiculously fast. I blame it on the fact I have been attached at Riley's hip. I think I have a slight addiction or something. I'm not sure if it's because I'm in love with her or if it's because I know that at the beginning of the year I won't be able to spend much time with her.
Even the 7 hours at school will be gone. She told me that Maya wanted to doll her up this morning, so she was going to catch a ride with her. I really miss waking up to her and it's only been a damn week, and for that I'm incredibly jealous of Maya. But, since I can't change it and since I couldn't pick her up today I'm waiting at her locker with a hot chocolate, extra whip cream. Just the way she likes it, it's pretty chilly this morning so I thought she might like it. "Lucas?"
Nope.
"Can I speak to you?"
No. "What do you want?" I sigh and stare into a pair of blue orbs.
She sighs and averts her gaze to the floor, letting her light brown hair fall in front of her face like a curtain. I don't think I've ever seen Missy act like that before. "I heard about you and Riley." Even in front of Missy I'm smiling. Me and Riley.
Love. It.
"How we're together? Yes, we are."
Her tongue darts out to lick her lips, she parts her mouth as if she's going to say something but nothing seems to come out. "Is there anything else you were going to say?" I may be acting a little short but she hurt my sweet cheeks in more ways than one. Physically, emotionally and academically. So that's not going to slide with me, even though I'm pretty sure my sweet cheeks has already forgiven her. Though I don't know why.
"There's no chance?"
I can't even prevent the scoff from escaping. Did she? "Are you shitting me right now Missy?" I can feel how wide my eyes are. "First, let me just make this completely clear. I love Riley, with everything inside of me. I can't see myself with anyone else and I certainly can't see myself with you." I see her outwardly wince with my destructive words but I don't want there to be any miscommunication. "Not after everything you've done to Riley, and the way I see you treat people. I know your true colors Missy, and no matter what you say I know you haven't changed in the 3 weeks you've been gone." I can see the gears in her head processing my words. I can see her chewing on her lip, and the slight curve her mouth makes before she hurriedly covers it. "Missy I will not be with you, ever." I repeat myself, "If anything you need to work things out with Charlie. Because I am not going anywhere."
"Charlie loves Riley too."
My orbs naturally roll, "He doesn't love her. He's infatuated and that will wear off when he sees that we won't break up. The grass is always greener."
"I could always see him looking at her, it only bothered me because we were publically dating. But it hurt me when you would hold her hand and kiss her cheek. It physically hurts, and that's when I came to a conclusion." I'm not going to like this, "I like you Lucas. Not Charlie."
"That sucks." I breathe out, for the both of us. She won't get what she wants, and I sure as hell don't want her having feelings for me. "It's not going to happen Missy, whatever thoughts are running through your head right now. Whatever thought is making you smirk –"Her eyes widen slightly, yeah I saw that, "– Drop that thought because it's feeding you false hope. I'm not going to be one of those cliché guys that doesn't explain to their girlfriends what someone else is trying to do. I will tell her about this conversation. I won't be one of those cliché guys that will fall into a trap, where Riley will turn a corner and you'll kiss me suddenly, It. Will. Not. Happen."
I give her a few seconds to take in everything I'm saying before continuing. "I will always be on guard whenever you're around, hell even when you aren't around because I don't trust you. And I won't have you screwing anything up for me." One thing the board likes about me? My blunt honesty. It comes in handy. I don't understand why she would ever think she had a chance. I will give her one thing, she's got some balls to even ask me.
And she hasn't even apologized. "I can change, I can become who you –
"Nope." I shake my head at her idiotic idea, I'm not quite sure what she doesn't understand. "You can never be Riley. No one can ever be Riley and someday you'll find someone who will want to be with you despite –"I cut myself off and just wave at her form in front of me, " – anyways the answer is no." Even if something were to ever happen to Riley and my relationship, I'm not quite sure I'd want to be with anyone else.
I know I'm young. I know that people fall in and out of love all the time and if Riley and I were to break up then I should move on, or at least that's what I'd be told. But, I honestly don't think I could. I just know we'll be together for like… ever. I'm not saying it will be easy, because it won't be but I can't picture another woman as my wife. "Anyways," I muster out after that long and awkward zone out I had, "Go ahead." I gesture towards the opposite end of the school and turn my back towards her to face the door.
And I'm immediately smiling, she looks so beautiful. Dark wash jeans, a tight blue v neck shirt with a silver tank top underneath. Our school colors, thank goodness she isn't wearing a ton of makeup. It takes away from her natural beauty. Her hair is straight and pinned to be half up and half down. Those lips of hers are glistening with what I know for a fact to be cherry Chap Stick. As soon as she catches sight of me, she's skipping towards me and into my arms. I lift her off the ground and squeeze her tight, she tries to match my strength but it's an epic failure. "Mm… good morning beautiful."
"Good morning handsome."
She holds my face in her grasp, her thumbs caressing my cheek bones. "I'm waiting for my kisses."
"Pushy." She whispers before lightly pressing her lips against mine. "I guess it's kind of worth it." I feel her lips move against mine in one of our mind blowing, heart stopping kisses.
"I." I kiss her again. "Love." And again. "You." And again.
"I love you too."
Her forehead rests against mine while I set her back down on the floor. My hands remain on the hourglass curves she has and I rest my chin on her shoulder while she opens her locker – where her hot chocolate is waiting patiently. "I think a secret admirer of mine got me my favorite drink." I can vaguely see her wiggling her eyebrows waiting for my response.
"I don't think he's much of a secret." My teeth graze her earlobe ever so gently, she breaths out a light sigh and falls into my chest while I continuously peck her neck.
I love leaving light kisses on her jaw and neck, she gets so frustrated. "Damn it Lucas. You're such a tease."
I chuckle and notice the goosebumps that coat her skin. My fingers run up and down her arm lightly in an effort to get rid of them, but I think I'm doing the exact opposite. "Says the woman who wore that hot ass bikini when we went cliff diving." I feel her tense slightly underneath me, the smirk I hold on my face is nothing but arrogant. "Oh come on sweet cheeks, you didn't think I knew you were trying to tease me?"
"It worked."
My teeth scrape against the skin of her neck, she smells really good. Damn, focus Lucas. "How could it not?" Quickly I pull away from her and smile proudly, Riley on the other hand is giving me the death glare. "Sweet cheeks you need to calm your hormones."
Her hand connects to my arm in a playful slap, except it wasn't playful. "If I knew I could do it, you would be grounded." I just smile and passionately kiss those voluptuous lips of hers.
"You ready for the game tonight?"
She nods and intertwines our hands as we saunter towards first period. "Yes let's see how long I last in the cold. But I'm more curious as to what you and Missy were discussing." That left eyebrow of hers raises to the ceiling, a talent that both fascinated and terrified me. She must have seen her walking away, thank God. Couldn't get her away fast enough.
I feign hurt, my hand delicately placed over my heart. "Oh sweet cheeks, I'm offended. Do you honestly think that your boyfriend, the man who loves you oh so dearly wouldn't tell you about the conversation I had with Missy Bitchford?" As soon as she smiles, I know I got her. "To sum up, after telling her a gazillion times – not over exaggerating – that nothing was going to happen to us and I would never date her, I still think she has some delusional idea."
Again she arches her brow before lifting our intertwined hands above her head and twirling a few times while walking. I love that she's so carefree, it eases my mind whenever a ton of things are weighing it down. "Should I be worried about her interfering?"
"I think it would be smart if we were on guard." As soon as she stopped spinning, I halted my walking. I know she always spins too much inevitably making her too dizzy to walk. So we wait it out. "Just know princess that I love you and I would never intentionally do something to hurt you."
After blinking several times it seems as if she has gotten her bearings back, "I'm aware. And if I turn a corner and you two are making out I will be sure to remember that she probably threw herself at you last minute."
"Exactly." I reply with a large smile before our lips connect in a brief kiss. "I also wanted to talk with you about something."
"Uh oh." Her eyes are wide with obvious feigned shock. "You found out about my other boyfriend. Dang it Lucas, you were just supposed to be pretty."
Glancing around the hall I made sure no one was looking before spanking her perfect ass. A squeal escapes those lips that I could kiss all damn day, "Even if you were – which you aren't, because we are together all the time – I'd just kick the guys ass and deal with it. You're too perfect to give up."
And the smile she gives me in return is absolutely breathtaking. Hopefully she understands just how much I love her from my admission. It's the truth, it would hurt don't get me wrong. I'd probably be dead inside for a good while but I'd want to work things out with her. Or at least try. Does that make me sound pathetic? I mean if I want to get married to her we have to be able to work things out no matter how difficult the situation might be. "So I can date whoever I want now! Yay!" And that ladies and gentleman is how I end up chasing Riley throughout the school and how we are late to her father's class.
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When we got to the game, I bought her cotton candy, a pickle, and sour punch straws. While she was chowing down on that, and asking me questions about the football game every few minutes I was watching my cousin. He really is talented, he could catch anything no matter how crappy the throw is. Unfortunately it didn't take him long to find Riley and myself, considering we were sitting in the front row of the bleachers. "You played football freshman year. When you left for Texas did you continue playing?"
I smile, "Yeah I did. I was the quarterback baby." Winking her direction she just giggles. I could picture her now in my red and black letterman, if I had stayed here it would have been blue and grey but I stupidly, stupidly left. I could picture her cheering me on in the stands and I'd make an amazing play winning the game and then she'd run towards me in the field and I would lift her up to kiss the crap out of her.
So yeah that's been a fantasy of mine. "Hey babe, you okay?" Big doe eyes stare up at me with a worried expression. Hurriedly I wipe those frown lines away and peck her lips.
"Perfect. Just day dreaming of you and I making out in the middle of the football field." She giggles and just rolls her eyes before offering me a sour punch straw which I take willingly. I love this girl so much it's scary. I'm actually pretty happy that everyone else had plans for the night and I could get her all to myself.
Looking back out onto the field, I feel before actually seeing Charlie staring at us. Well, Riley. She's oblivious of what's happening and offers me another sour punch straw. I take a bite and offer her a small smile. His eyes hold so much… longing? I've seen that look, I had that look. I specifically remember staring at Riley when she was staring at Charlie.
Her hair curled into loose tendrils, the yellow dress that flared out at her waist and cut off 2 inches above her knee. The thin straps resting on her shoulders, but her hands. I longed to hold her hands, the hands that were intertwined with Charlie's. I longed to put a smile on those lips, the one that is there is caused by Charlie. I longed to be with Riley. So yes, I've seen that look and that's when I realized it wasn't just an infatuation he has, it wasn't just 'the grass is always greener' situation for Charlie.
And that thought had me pulling Riley closer to me in a vice grip. His eyes flicker towards me, green on blue. I give him a look that simply says I dare you to try. He just smirks and looks the other direction. "Hey." I feel a poke in my cheek and immediately smile, "Mr. Grumpy Gills. Why are you frowning?"
I stare into her deep chocolate orbs and tuck some hair behind her ear. "I just, I'm so lucky to have you. I don't want to lose you."
She shakes her head and starts to laugh, that perfect sweet little giggle she has. "You're so dumb." Well that was unexpected. Unfortunately she doesn't elaborate on what she just said and takes another bite of her pickle. "I love you Lucas. I know I've never had another boyfriend before but I kind of like your face and personality." That's reassuring, "Plus even if we did break up – God forbid – then there's no one else I'd want to date. Especially not in this school." Now that is actually reassuring.
Lifting her into my lap, my fingers become tangled in her hair before our mouths meet in what can only be described as a powerful kiss. I love the way her lips feel against mine, I love the way her body feels when it's molded to mine. I love the way her hair feels in my grasp, I just love her. The longing feeling I have had for so long, is gone. It was gone the first time our lips touched, because I knew my feelings were reciprocated. That agonizing and intense emotion that tends to overpower every other feeling was a weight taken off my shoulders. My tongue brushes against her lips and without hesitation she parts her mouth.
She tugs at the nape of my neck and a low groan forces its way out from deep within me. Riley causes an animal hunger within me that I never thought possible. It was always bad, even whenever I was miles and miles away from her I wanted her, it was almost unnatural. But now that I have the ability to be with her, it's gotten worse… much, much worse.
My phone vibrating pulls me out of the moment. Riley huffs and crosses her arms, I peck her lips one more time before tugging it out of my pocket.
2 unread messages.
Swiping my thumb across the screen, I massage Riley's shoulders with my free hand.
Zay.
I'll be there on Sunday. Can't wait to meet Riley.
Great, I'll pick you up. And, you'll love her man. It's hard not to.
If that isn't the truth I don't know what is.
Uncle Brett.
Tell her. Don't forget about the dinner.
I had mentioned talking to Riley earlier, then she pretended to have a boyfriend besides me and then I chased her around the school. Safe to say that her and I both completely forgot about that. But he's right I do need to tell her. She needs to get a dress considering that this is a formal dinner and she'll need time to adjust to everything. "Hey." Glancing up at my girlfriend I sigh contently. She has a way of taking burdens off of my shoulders, at least temporarily. "Let's get out of here and get some real food." Even though it was meant to be a demand almost, it came out as more of a question.
"How about we take it to go and go back to my place to watch 'The Office'?"
"I love it when you talk dirty to me." She replies while hopping out of my lap. I chuckle and take her hand within mine. Turning back towards the field on our way out, I meet Charlie's gaze head on.
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Of course we got Chick-Fil-A.
Not that I mind. I pretended to mind, just so she'd get all 'riled up'. Pun intended, but in the end we went there and I got her a gallon of their lemonade. That earned me a lot of kisses, lucky me. Brett and Charlotte were out for the night. I was pretty grateful for that, especially since Charlie was gone and I could tell her everything without anyone interrupting or butting in. Cough, cough Charlie, cough.
He's hoping that this will take a turn for the worst.
But I know my girl. Yes, she will freak out in her own Riley way.
Yes, she will probably need some time to process everything. I'd expect nothing less.
She may even be slightly frustrated that I haven't already told her.
But, I hope for the best and prepare for the worst. I already have Cheetos galore sitting in my closet right now, and my sweet lips. Wow that makes me sound like an ass. We lay out the little boxes of chicken nuggets and fries on my bed before I flip on the TV. Before food or after? Earlier the better, right? "Hey princess."
"Yesh?"
I smile and press my lips against hers. "I have something to tell you and it's kind of a big deal."
Blankly she stares at me, the only movement is her blinking. 20 seconds had passed and right when I was about to say something she begins to talk. "Are you dying?"
… I don't even know what to say to that.
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Let Me know what you think lovelies! Sorry about the delay in update, my house looked like a tornado had gone through it when in reality it was just my daughter… her new nickname is hurricane Blake. Lol.
