Imagines

Luke's POV

I watched as the new guy walked through the middle of the classroom, looking for a place to sit. There were two empty seats in the class. One next to me and one next to the most beautiful and popular girl in the school. He looked from me to her so I hid my head in my hands to avoid eye contact. I heard the chair beside me pull out and I looked up straight away. It was a shock that he chose me to sit next to. "Hey Luke." I heard him say.
"How do you know my name?" I questioned, confused.
"Well, my family moved in next to you a few days ago and I've seen you out in your yard sometimes. I just thought you seemed really cool." He shrugged, chewing on the end of his pencil. I studied his facial features and noticed a scar above his eye.

"How'd you get that?" I asked him. He cocked his scarred eyebrow up at me and smiled.
"Oh this?" He pointed at the small indent in his skin. "I uhm... got in a fight trying to defend my girlfriend." He explained, looking down.
"Really? I don't think that's the truth. Tell me what really happened."
"I... Tripped and fell into a fence." He said but again, it was a lie. I looked at him with concern which made him sigh. "My dad hit me and I fell and bashed my eye on the glass table."
"I'm so sorry. I didn't know." I said sadly, putting my hand on his but instantly regretting it. It felt like electricity sparking through my veins. He glanced at me and we caught eyes for a second. "No, Its fine. I just don't like telling people things like that." He scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

"Well, thanks for telling me." I smiled. He shrugged in return.
"You wanna hang out some time?" He suddenly offered. I smiled and nodded.
"Okay, I'll see you at my house later." He winked. I didn't even know his name and I was already meeting him at his house.

When I got home, I waited a couple of hours before beginning to head over there. I grabbed my jacket before hearing loud knocking on my window. I ran over to it and opened it, seeing the boy in class standing on the tree beside the window. "What are you doing?" I shouted. His face was bruised and had cuts all over it. "You can't come over to mine, my dad just got home from work and he's incredibly pissed." He groaned as I grabbed his hand and pulled him through into my room.

He sat down on the bed and held his head in pain. I ran to get a medical kit and my mom because I had no idea what to do in situations like these. "Mom! I need your help!" I shouted down the stairs. She ran towards me with a scared expression plastered on her face.
"What is it Luke?"
"My friend is hurt." I was crying by this time. I didn't know what damage had been done to him but it still upset me. We walked into my room to see him lying on the floor.

She checked his temperature on his forehead with her hand.
"He's fine. He's just having a panic attack." She breathed. "Luke, I didn't know he was even here. How did he get in?"
"He came through the window. His dad beats him." I whispered, wiping the tears from my eyes.
"Oh Luke. I'm sorry." She brought me in for a hug when we heard him stir and sit up. He couldn't even talk properly. Mom held an icepack to his head as I put bandaids on his gashes.
"I love you Luke." I heard him mumble. Mom looked at me with a wide smile.
"No you don't. You're just saying that because you're dizzy." I laughed. He shook his head and hugged me tight.

Mom agreed to let him stay the night so I let him sleep in my bed. "Luke. I want you to stay with me." He mumbled tiredly. I smiled and nodded. "Okay then." I climbed in next to him in my bed and he snuggled into my chest, his green hair tickling my face.
"Michael." I heard him whisper.
"What?"
"My name is Michael." I looked down at his sleepy and wounded face.
"Well, I love you too Michael." He grinned in his sleep and we stayed cuddled up like that until the morning.

Notes

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