LOGINDRE’S P.O.VI’m soaked between my thighs, and I’ve never cum just from watching someone before. Luke has no idea how fucking sexy he is, and christ knows how much I want him. Ugh, why can’t he be here? He steps out of the bathroom with his phone, towel-dried and fresh from the shower. I want to climb on top of fresh-out-of-the-shower Luke and press my body against his cool skin. I want to be with him right now. He finally settles, lying on his side. It’s one in the morning, and neither of us feels tired. We’re both wide awake, alone and horny. “So, what do you want to do now?” He whispers.I shake my head, letting out a frustrated little sigh. He notices and smiles.“Do you want to play I Spy?” He teases, deliberately ignoring the obvious tension between us.“I don’t want to play anything,” I admit.“Okay. Want to talk about something?”We’ve already spent hours talking. I shake my head again. “No.”All I can picture is his cock and the way he stroked it just for me. My mou
LUKE’S P.O.VMrs Rider has been nice enough to let me stay over, just like she has many times before. Ian got the guest room ready for me. He said he had a paper due the next day and needed to pull an all-nighter. He’ll have the lights on the whole time. My legs ache from practice, and I’m getting into the shower, hoping the warm water will ease the pain.It’s been two days since I confronted him and Ian and I have been keeping an eye on him ever since. TJ's been ignoring me on purpose. If that doesn’t say he’s hiding something, I don’t know what else will. He didn’t come to confess like er thought he would. Maybe the guilt hasn’t eaten him yet, but it’s just a matter of time. Ian’s genius plan to swap cars so I could meet Dre has been working. We get to spend time together during free periods. The time isn’t a lot, but I’m grateful for it. I’m glad I can still be with her, and we’ve been doing a good job being secretive about it too. So far, I haven’t gotten any threats from the
DRE’S P.O.V “Hey, are you okay?” Ian asks, staring at my tear-stained face. I don’t say a word, getting into the back seat. I’m fucking tired of whatever game he and Luke have been playing. Ian hurries into the car and pulls out of the parking lot, taking me to wherever Luke may be. Where is he? And why does Ian have to take me to where he is? Why isn’t he in school? I’m too overwhelmed to even think much about whatever Luke's going through at the moment because I have a ton on my plate too. I sigh, cracking the window slightly to let in fresh air, taking my phone out again to call Ruth. I’ve called her twice since Luke texted, and she hasn’t answered once. It keeps saying her phone is switched off. I told Silver about her, and Silver confirmed she wasn’t at school; she promised we’d drive to her place to check. I’m so mad at Luke, and the only reason I’m in the car with Ian is so I can ask him about Ruth and what he said to her.... okay that's a lie, I really want to
DRE’S P.O.V My next period is free, and I’m determined to find Luke. “I can help if you like,” Silver offers while we gather our things. “Thanks, Silver, but I’d hate to keep your student waiting. Go tutor, I’ll definitely find him,” I say gratefully. “Are you sure?” I nod. “Seriously. I’ll text you.” Silver leaves, and I bring out my phone to check the timetable for Luke’s subjects. Like me, he has a free period too, so finding him should be easy. I head quickly to his first class, hoping to stop him the moment he came out. The bell rings, and I stand by the lockers, eyes fixed on the door, waiting to run up to him. The door swings open, and the first set of people to file out are Maddie, Cyan and Jasmine. I try to look away, but Maddie spots me immediately and walks straight up to me with the other two just behind her. Has Ruth told her former best friends about what happened? Is Ruth friends with them again, united by their hatred for me? Nate is in trouble becaus
LUKE’S P.O.V The bell for first period rings just as I finish changing. I head straight to regular English class, the non-AP one. Fortunately, Dre doesn’t take the regular classes, and it saves me from seeing her very upset face. It's been a full day since I last saw her and I'm sure she's mad. I knock on the door, poke my head in, and put on my best serious face. “Excuse me, Mr Harlan? Coach Adams needs Ian for a minute. It’s urgent.” Ian’s sitting in the middle, watching with an eyebrow raised at first, then quickly gets my message. The teacher waves him out without much fuss. Ian grabs his bag and follows me into the hallway, looking confused. I pull Ian around the corner into an empty stretch of hallway near the vending machines. “What happened?” Ian whispers. I keep my voice low and try to speak as fast as possible. “I talked to TJ after practice. Cornered him on the court when everyone else left.” I pull out my phone, swipe to the recording, and hit play. Ian li
LUKE’S P.O.V Practice finally ends with Coach Adams blowing his whistle and yelling one last round of reminders about the final game. Everyone’s drenched in sweat and breathing hard as they start heading toward the locker room for quick showers before first period. I hang back, pretending to fix my shoelace. My eyes stay on TJ, who doesn’t follow the others right away. Instead, he lingers near the sideline, bouncing a ball slowly. This is my shot. I grab a ball and walk over casually, dribbling once or twice as I approach. “Hey, man,” I say, keeping my voice easy. “Got a second?” TJ looks up, surprised but not suspicious. “Yeah, what’s up?” I stop a few feet away and spin the ball in my hands. My heart is pounding harder than it did during the scrimmage. I have to play this carefully. “I’ve been thinking about Dre lately,” I start, not bothering being discreet about my feelings. He was there at the party when Vincent asked what my deal was with Ruth and Dre. He has to kn
DRE’S P.O.V“For you, Andrea Waters... I’ll settle for less.”I open my mouth, but nothing comes out, dumb -struck by what Luke had just said. He’s looking at me like I’m the only thing in his world, the only thing that matters to him, and it terrifies me. Before I can find my voice, the bell ring
DRE’S P.O.VAfter a god-awful weekend, it’s Monday. Silver and I part ways for the first class. She has music, and I had chemistry. She drove me to school this morning instead of Luke. Since the last time I saw him, when he walked me home the other day, I haven’t heard a word from him. He didn’t c
DRE’S P.O.VLuke's eyes are red-rimmed, like he hasn’t had time to sleep since we got back. He still has the clothes he had on from the party, except his shirt is missing.He hands me my phone. “Halle’s been calling, you should go back.”I nod, stepping out of the room to follow him. Luke’s eyes dr
DRE’S P.O.V“Andrea...Dre, wake up!”A sharp kick to my shin jolts me awake, and my eyes fly open.“Fuck,” I groan painfully, the word coming out through my dry throat.I force my eyes open, nausea flooding my head completely.“Dre,” the person screams again.I turn sharply in the direction of the







