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Good Intentions ⇼ Luke Hemmings

Eight.

“Hello?” Luke answered on the third ring, clearly confused.
“Hi, Luke.” My voice was a mere whisper, for fear that Maiko would overhear me.
“Is everything okay, Romy?” He asked after moments of silence.
“Don’t call me Romy.” I immediately shot down. “I-uhm-I go by Romina now… Everything… Everything’s fine, yeah.” I rasped. “I was just calling…” I let out a long breath. “To ask if you’re going to Kaylee’s. I thought it proper of me to ask just in case.” Everything that came out of my mouth was a complete lie.
“Oh.” He seemed disappointed. “Wasn’t planning on it, you go ahead.” I sat on the bed, playing with my nails.
“Okay.” I whispered. “I’ll let you go then-” He cut me off.
“Wait, Romy.” He spoke quickly. “We don’t have to avoid each other, we already work together.” He laughed dryly. I rolled my eyes.
“Yes, Luke, we do. Don’t you-” I paused, lowering my voice. “Don’t you remember what happened on Christmas?” He laughed.

“It was fun. We should do it again.” He had no remorse.
“No. We shouldn’t.” My voice was firm. “It was a mistake. You and I both know that.” I could sense him rolling his eyes at me.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Don’t you have a boyfriend you should be fucking?” He spat, causing me to screw my eyes shut.
“Yeah, I do.” I growled, hanging up.

Truth be told, I had no intentions of going to Kaylee’s party, I had no intention of going anywhere. I had called planning to ask him to come watch films with me, or Friends, like the old times—and definitely not end up like the last time. But when he answered the phone, my mind went blank and I realized just how bad of an idea it was.

“Maiko?” I called slowly as I reentered the living room. In the short span of me leaving, he had turned American Football on in place of Friends. I solemnly sat on his lap.
“Romina.” He sighed. “If you really don’t want me to go out, I won’t. I’ll stay in if you want.” He lightly squeezed my side, which had earned a small whimper.
“No.” I rejected, somehow hating the sight of him. “Go out, I don’t mind.” With a kiss on the forehead, Maiko pulled me closer to him, and I set my head on his chest, closing my eyes. It didn’t feel right—for Maiko to be tracing my spine as my head rest on his chest. It didn’t feel right to be bored by the sports he was watching, it didn’t feel right that we never agreed on anything to watch(and it usually ended up in a fight), it didn’t feel right, nothing felt right, and I couldn’t wrap my head around a solution.

“Hey?” Maiko asked, lightly nudging my body. “You alright?” He asked once I opened my eyes.
“Just tired.” I lied, refusing to tell him that none of this was right.
“Don’t try to stay up tonight, then.” He sighed. “Might just find a different New Year’s kiss.” I knew he was joking, but I felt a pain in my heart as I pushed my short hair away from my face, sitting up,
“That’s not funny.” I frowned.
“I was joking.” He rolled his eyes. “You know you’re my one and only.” He nudged my head aside, burying his face in my neck as his hand found the small of my back, keeping a firm hold on me so I didn’t fall back. I didn’t respond as he kissed my neck gently. “You’re my baby.” He mumbled. “I find you entrancing, alluring, otherworldly.” I couldn’t help but giggle at the last one.
“Otherworldly?” I inquired. “That one’s new.”
“You are…” He paused, grabbing my waist and flipping us over so I was lying on the couch as he hovered, “Alluring.” He kissed me. “Beautiful.” Again, his lips met mine. “Captivating.” And again. “And I would never-” Pausing, he pressed his lips to me. “Ever dream of-” He kissed me. “Being with someone else.” Instead of kissing my lips, he kissed my neck, his hands tracing my side and riding my tank top up. Visions of Luke popped in my mind, and I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping to forget them. Before he could get too far, I lightly put my hand on his shoulder, stopping him.
“I’m not-” He cut me off.
“Alright.” He sighed, sitting on the edge of the couch, running a hand through his hair.

“Are you seeing someone else?” He asked slowly, refusing to look at me. “You’ve been distant, cold, and all over the place. We haven’t fucked in forever, and I feel like I don’t matter to you anymore.” Silence fell over us for a long while.
“No.” I finally answered, feeling guilty.
“You hesitated? Why did you hesitate?” The problem with having a writer as a boyfriend is their knack to notice every single thing.
“I didn’t hesitate.” I sighed. “Maiko, it’s only you.” Before conversation could carry on any further, he stood up, slinging his coat on.
“I have to go now. Call me if you want me home.” Kissing my forehead, he quickly exited. My mind got the best of me, and before I knew what I was doing, I texted Luke, and he was on his way over in minutes.

***

About halfway through the first film we’d settled on, Luke turned to me. We opted for sticking to opposite ends of the sofa.
"Do you think of me when he touches you? Do you feel guilty when you're moaning my name?" Luke asked, smirking at me.
“Luke, stop.” I rasped. “We’re not talking about this. Nothing like that will ever happen again.” He scoffed.
“We’ll see,” He gambled.
“No, we won’t see. It’s non-negotiable.” As I crossed my arms, Luke slyly slid closer to me on the sofa, slinging his arm around me, and earning a gasp.
“We’ll see.” He repeated, and turned back to the film.

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Comments

@Allie Miller
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