Chapter Nine

Caliegh's POV

"So did you hear? Mathias and Gabby are going out with each other." Francis spoke one day during lunch. I paused while twirling a strand of pasta around the fork, glancing up at him.

"They what?" Okay, I didn't think my advice would actually help her! I seriously didn't think they would end up actually dating each other!

Across the table from me, Antonio gasped. "Que? You mean Mathias Køhler, the Danish guy that she's always with now?" I nodded slowly, and my thoughts immediately raced to a part of my mind where I kept all my hidden thoughts. Most of them, at the moment, were of Lukas. I remembered the look on his face when Mathias had interrupted our moment in the library, the way his emotionless eyes narrowed at the mere sight of the Dane. I subconsciously glanced over to where he was sitting. He was leaning towards his younger brother (who was in my grade) and whispering something into his ear, but Emil had pushed him away with a blush rising to his face. I learned a few weeks ago that Lukas enjoyed trying to get Emil to call him "Big Brother", but Emil felt it was childish

Next to them, Mathias was getting all cuddly with my sister. Okay, what? They've been dating for what, a couple of hours? The pace of my heartbeat quickened when I saw that Mathias had snatched a French fry and popped it in Gabby's mouth, as if she was a little chick and he was the mama bird. I scowled to myself, ditching my plate of pasta to go get a drink. I felt Matthew's eyes follow me as I haughtily walked up to the vending machine, punching in a few buttons so I could get my sparkling water. I half-expected him to follow after me as he usually does, but instead he stayed seated, silently poking at his ice cream.

When the bottle rolled out, I turned on my heel to go back to my seat, but I ended up bumping into someone. I blushed furiously and muttered, "Sorry," and attempted to continue walking. However, the person grabbed ahold of my wrist. I froze in my spot, slowly looking up. And there he was. Lukas Bondevik was right in front of me, holding tightly onto my wrist. I nearly dropped the bottle in shock, and my mouth opened to say something, but nothing came out. What was wrong with me?!

"Can you come with me?" I'm pretty sure my heart stopped when he spoke, his faint Norwegian accent fairly obvious with the word "come". Oh, how accents made me melt inside. …Which I believe I've mentioned before, but you get the point. I slowly nodded and he dragged me away, down the halls and into a secluded corner. What was happening?! I was panicking on the inside. And knowing myself, I was probably also shaking at least a little bit.

He spun around to face me, crossing his arms over his chest. "Were you the one who gave your sister advice to ask Mathias out?" I shook my head, not lowering my gaze.

"I never told her anything." I muttered, shifting my weight from one foot to the other. His eyes remained in contact with mine, and I fell victim to the almost intimidating look they had to them. "Alright…I gave her a little advice on how to get a guy, but I didn't think it'd work." Lukas's eyes widened slightly and he grabbed my shoulders, panic crossing his face.

"You do realize that those two are a couple now, right? It was bad enough when those two were friends, but now they kiss in public." I visibly shuddered, realizing how completely right he was. And then I realized that he was touching me. He was holding me in place. Damn it. I think I was in love with him. Instead of freaking out like I was on the inside, I remained expressionless.

I said calmly, "We should move to another country." Lukas's grip loosened, and he dropped his arms to his side. Darn, I kind of wanted him to keep touching me.

"I can accept that." He said slowly, trying to process if I had really just said that. I smiled slightly.

"Good. We can hide from them forever. Move to Norway."

"No, that's too close to Denmark."

"Then what about London?"

"Warsaw," He took a step closer to me. I swallowed nervously.

"How about Asia?" What were we even doing?

"Beijing." He lowered his voice.

"Tokyo…" I muttered as he got yet even closer to me.

"How about another planet?" We were touching now. I closed my mouth, pretty much speechless at the moment. My head was racing, and I'm pretty sure if I did anything else then I would fall over. So instead I kept still. Was he getting closer? My heart skipped a beat as Lukas quickly tilted his head and pressed his lips against mine.

What. The. Hell.

He pulled away, a faint blush crossing his cheeks. He turned around, gazing at a place slightly above his head. "What was that for." He said sternly, glaring at the wall. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"Wait, you ki-"

"Not you, them." He waved at the place above his head as if swatting away gnats. I blinked. "The pixies. I know, you can't see them…" I shrugged, shaking my head.

"I can't, but I believe you," …Did I believe him? I'd always had a passion for fairies; I even had a porcelain fairy on my nightstand. But he had kissed me…and blamed it on the fairies. Maybe this was just the way he acted on a daily basis. Inside, I secretly hoped it wasn't the fairies. I stared at him as he spoke in rapid Norwegian to the "pixies". I didn't know what else to do.

Finally he turned to me after arguing for a bit and took a deep breath.

"Okay…they insisted I do this, but…" He paused. "Will you go out with me?" The world must've stopped spinning at that moment, because it felt as if we were frozen in time and I couldn't breathe.

"Of course," I said, nodding once. Lukas looked taken aback when I responded, almost as if he didn't expect me to answer with "yes". Well, I did. Lucky him. The next thing I knew, he had his arms wrapped around my waist and was kissing me again. I secretly hoped this wasn't the pixies' doing, because this was perfect. Being this close to him, I could smell the vanilla in his hair. It was one of my favorite smells, next to cherry blossom.

Unfortunately, our moment ended, because soon enough we heard two people laughing as they came down the hall. Mathias and Gabby came around the corner, hand-in-hand, the smiles fading off their faces as they caught the both of us together.

This could get interesting.