***ROMY’S POINT OF VIEW***

Luke and I decided to ditch school and hang out at my house, as mum and Owen were not home. He hadn’t been on his phone much, as he had been in a bit of a cranky mood when we decided to ditch, and continued to be so throughout the day, with occasional sweet moments.
“That top looks really good on you.” Luke mumbled against my neck as he held me. He’s slowly transitioning back to normal Luke, but still impacted by his grandmum’s death.
“I thought you’d like it.” I joked, playfully rolling my eyes as I turned my body to face him. Luke pecked my nose before smiling lightly, kissing my lips.
“It-” He paused, kissing me. “Really shows off-” Again, he kissed me. “You know.” I couldn’t help but giggle and swat his chest, turning back to the telly and wriggling around to get comfortable again. Luke strained a moan before grabbing my hips. “Stop moving.” He ordered.
“Sorry.” I blushed, realizing my arse was pressed up against his jeans.

Luke’s content mood didn’t last for long. His phone went off, and he stopped holding me, sitting up and against the headboard as he began to type away.
“Who are you texting?” I asked, following in his steps and sitting up. He didn’t answer. I set my head on his shoulder, trying to steal a glance at his phone. Luke shrugged me off and kept texting. I sighed when he finally set his phone down, trying to hold his hand. Luke immediately pulled away, mumbling for me to stop. “I just want to cuddle.” I frowned, setting my head on his shoulder.
“Romy.” He warned, shrugging me off again. “You’re annoying me. Please stop.” With a disgruntled sigh, I crossed my arms and began watching the telly again.

***LUKE’S POINT OF VIEW***

Text from: Madison.
Hey cutie. ;)

Text from: Luke:
We have to talk.

Text from: Madison:
About what, baby?

Text from: Luke.
You and I. Madison, I can’t keep talking to you.

Text from: Madison.
What the fuck, Luke? Why the hell not?

Text from: Luke.
I have to be faithful to Romy. I need her.

Text from: Madison.
It’s not like you aren’t.

Text from: Luke.
It still upsets her. I’m done with this shit.

Text from: Madison.
Fuck you.

Text from: Luke.
I’m sorry.

Text from: Madison.
Okay… I’ve made up my mind.

Text from: Luke.
On…?

Text from: Madison.
Us.

Text from: Luke.
There is no us, Madison. I’ve told you already. I’m with Romy, there is no us.

Text from: Madison.
Yeah? Well, guess what? I want you, and I will win. If you don’t leave Romy, I’m telling her we’ve been fucking.

Text from: Luke.
That’s not even true, Madison! That’s blackmail.

Text from: Madison.
I gave you a choice before, and you didn’t take it.

Text from: Luke.
I don’t want you.

Text from: Madison.
Yes you do.

Text from: Luke.
I want Romy.

Text from: Madison.
Then you wouldn’t be fucking around with me.

Text from: Luke.
I’m not, Madison. We text. That’s it.

Text from: Madison.
Not according to her. If you don’t leave her by choice, I swear to fucking God, I will ruin her life.

Text from: Luke.
You’re such a bitch, Madison. You’re manipulative and I hate you.

Text from: Madison.
And you have a week to leave her.

Text from: Luke.
This is why we broke up in the first place. You’re fucking crazy.

Text from: Madison.
Text me when you’ve made the right decision. One week.

I didn’t really have a choice… I care about Romy’s safety more than my own, and I told Madison that, and by consequence, she’s threatening me. I know I’ve been a shitty boyfriend, and looking at her now—as she’s trying not to fall asleep by focusing intently on the film we’re watching—I can’t help but wish I never fucked up and started expressing my problems to Madison.
“I don’t feel well.” I told her, as an excuse to leave.
“What’s wrong?” She felt my forehead for it’s temperature. “You don’t have a fever.” It took everything in me not to follow her touch as she pulled away.
“I feel nauseous. I have to go home and take some medicine.” But I had no intention to come back. I stood up and began walking, Romy followed.
“We have medicine here.” She tried to help, but I shook my head, biting my lip to prevent from tearing up.

“Romy, things aren’t working out.” I lied, in hopes that it would keep Madison away from her.
“What?” Her voice cracked. “I-I-But… We were just okay.” She furred her eyebrows, staring at the ground and trying to find something to say. “I don’t understand.” She whispered, pushing her thick hair from her face. Watching as she tried not to cry, I wanted to hug her and breakdown. “Is it Madison?” She asked, her eyes beginning to tear up. She grabbed my hands.
“I have to leave you.” I whispered, kissing her knuckles “I don’t want to, but I have to.” She began to cry, shaking her head.
“So don’t.” Her small voice faltered. “Please don’t leave me.” She begged. “I need you. You need me. I swear I can help you. I know that it’s hard with your grandma and everything, but please stay.” I pulled her into a hug, unable to bear her sadness. “I know you’re sad.” She cried into me. “But if you just give me some time… I can fix it.” I kissed her forehead. “I swear I’ll fix it.” Pulling away, I kissed her knuckles, giving her a small smile.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” I told her, letting her go and heading to the door.
“I love you.” She called. And with a glance back and a fake smile, I went home and hated myself more than ever. How am I supposed to stay with her when all I can think about if my fear of Madison fucking things up?

***THE NEXT DAY***

***ROMY’S POINT OF VIEW***

Luke and I hadn’t spoke all day. He’d avoided me since we go to school, and Ashton said he was at the nurse’s during lunch. I couldn’t help but worry for him. I know something is going on, but he won’t tell me what it is, and with everything going on in his life right now, it’s hard to tell the nature of the problem. But it’s the end of the day, and I’m sitting in his car as he’s driving me home. When he pulled into my driveway, he didn’t even look at me. I chewed on my lip as he put his car in park and placed his hands on his thighs.
“Are you going to come in for a bit?” I asked quietly.
“I can’t.” He rasped. “I have to do things for mum at her work.” He shrugged, clearly lying.
“Can I come with?” I desperately tried to get him to look at me
“She’d rather me come alone.” He bit his lip as I began playing with the hem of my shirt.
“Okay.” I nodded, awkwardly clearing my throat as I grabbed my bag, leaning over and kissing his cheek. “I love you.” I told him. He didn’t respond, which broke my heart. “I don’t want you to leave me.” I reached out to grab his hand, but he pulled it away, setting it back on the wheel.
“I’m already gone.” He whispered, finally looking at me. Our gaze lasted for a half second, before he stared in front of him again. Slowly, I climbed out of his car and stood beside it. He quickly peeled out of my driveway and sped down the street, I began to sob, running into my house and collapsing onto my bed. I can’t lose him, I just can’t.

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