For once things were finally going well for once I was enjoying college, I didn't dread it when I woke up anymore. Though that probably has something to do with a certain teacher. Just thinking of Lucas makes me blush, I know that whatever is happening between the both of us is dangerous, and I should walk away to protect him, but I can't. I guess I'm just selfish like that, I want to feel his lips against mine over and over again, I want to feel his heated glance as I catch him watching me during a lesson. Unfortunately for me it was Saturday, which means no college and no Lucas. Well this is torture how will I remain sane? it's already torturous and it's not even midday yet. Fuck my life. Think lizzie, what would be a good distraction, could always go shopping, but that involves interaction and I don't really feel like that today. Laughing to myself at how antisocial I am I decided to go for a run. Quickly changing into my running leggings and a hoodie I pull my hair up into a ponytail. Before leaving the house, I plug my headphones in take a deep breath, do not think about him lizzie.
I love running, it always makes me feel so calm. I always end up at the beach, sitting on the sand always makes me feel happy. I can't help but smirk to myself as I toss rocks into the sea, I have also preferred to do things by myself, I keep myself to myself at college, kind of a reason why no one talks to me I guess, but since Lucas came along, well I don’t know. My outlook seems to have changed, I want him around, and that's dangerous. I can't fall for him; I can't be that stupid.
'My lover's got humour, She's the giggle at a funeral’ Shit, phone where is it! I always do this I put it in a pocket but always forget which one, quickly patting my pockets I locate it and answer it without looking.
"Hello" Why am I out of breath so much recently, I swear to go Lucas is bad for my health.
"Well hello there" the deep voice which haunts my dreams comes from the speaker.
"Luc, Erm, crap, Mr Davey?" I panic as I remain sat in the sand, almost called him the wrong thing, that wouldn't have been good.
"Is my voice really that recognizable?" Lucas laughs, god I love that sound
"Just a little" I feel my nerves ease up "So, not to sound rude, but how did you get my number" I hold my breath, hoping he doesn't take it the wrong way.
"You should know by now that I am a man capable of many things Lizzie, and if I want something, believe me when I say I get it" Well that’s and understatement and a half, I laugh at my own thoughts which causes Lucas to clear his throat.
"am I amusing you Miss Sevenfold?" Lucas sounds amused
"No sir, not all. just thinking how your previous comment was most certainly an understatement" Lucas laughs as I finish speaking "you have no idea Lizzie"
"So, why the phone call then Mr Mysterious?" I play nervously with my hair waiting for him to respond.
"Well you see, I was going to send you a text later on today but on my morning jog I happen to see a Women sat all alone on the beach, and I'd notice that body anywhere, pet"
He was watching me! oh fuck! where was he, as I turn my head to the left I see Lucas leaving on a railing, the sight of him stood there, a smirk on his face I want nothing more then to drag him somewhere private. He looked unbelievable good in tracksuit bottoms.
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