Allie's P.O.V

Luke called me to come over, so I was driving to his house. My car was by no means a nice car; I had bought in when I was in high school, and it was actually my first car, but hey, a car that runs is a car I want.

I turned onto his street and parked in front of his house. When I walked up to the door, it opened before I could knock.

"Oh my God," I said, startled.

Luke grinned at me. "Hey babe!"

"Hi," I said cautiously. "Were you watching out the window?"

Luke shrugged. "Maybe," he winked.

I rolled my eyes. "You're so desperate," I said.

Luke pouted at me. "No I'm not!" he said.

I walked inside. "Yes, you are."

"Am not!"

"I'm not going to do the cheesy 'am not' 'am too' with you," I said.

"You ruin all my fun," Luke sighed dramatically.

I turned to face him. "Well, what did you want to do today?" I asked.

Luke smirked and grabbed my hand, pulling me upstairs. When he just went directly into his room instead of banging on Finley's door, I asked, "Is Finley not here?"

"No, she had school today and then Eli took her on a date," he explained.

"That's adorable," I said.

Luke shrugged. "I dunno, I think we're cuter," then he smiled at me like he always does when he says something mischievous or cheeky, with his tongue pressed against his teeth and a shine in his eyes that never fails to make my heart skip a beat.

Luke pulled me into his room after that statement and we flopped down on his bed. I closed my eyes and reached for him, trying to wedge myself into the curves of his body and just lay with him and listen to his heartbeat.

Luke allowed himself to be pulled towards me and rested his head on top of mine. His arms came around my body to hold me tightly against him.

I love you, is what I wanted to say, but instead, I whispered, "this is nice."

Luke hummed in response. His chest vibrated and I felt myself growing closer to sleep. Luke trailed his hand from my back to in between my legs, and I reached down and pulled his hand away.

"No, Luke," I said. "I just wanna cuddle."

"Fine," he said, but it sounded a little disappointed.

Five minutes later, he tried again.

"No, Luke," I said, more irritated this time. "I just said I just want to cuddle." 

He relented, but now his body was kind of tense and he loosened his hold on me.

After fifteen more minutes, and I was almost asleep, soothed by his body heat and heartbeat, he tried again.

"No," I said, very annoyed at him for even trying again, after I told him no twice. "Luke, I said no like twice already. I'm not in the mood. I just want to cuddle."

"You're never in the mood," Luke mumbled, but I heard it.

"Excuse me?" I said, sitting up and raising my eyebrows.

Luke sat up too, a sort of fire in his eyes. "I said, you're never in the mood."

"I honestly can't believe you just said that," I said incredulously.

"Well, believe it, because I said it," Luke snapped. "And it's true."

I laughed sarcastically. "Really? I'm never in the mood? Let's see, whenever we are together, we end up having sex. Is it so wrong for me to want to simply hang out with my boyfriend instead of fucking him all the time?"

"Well, a good girlfriend should want to make her boyfriend happy!" Luke said angrily. "Which all you seem to care about is your happiness!"

I was so shocked and angry, I could barely speak. "Really? That's rich, considering all I do is listen to you bitch about your mom and cry and complain about how you stress-smoke and that's all you want to do nowadays! We never talk about me!"

"That's because you shut me out whenever I want to talk about you," he snapped. "That's not my fault!"

"All we do is have sex!" I shouted, getting to my feet, although it didn't really matter considering that I was so short. "Whenever you come over you're sad and then we have sex because you claim it makes you feel better! It's like you only come to me for therapy! That's all that happens, Luke, and I'm sick of just being your toy to use when mommy gets on your ass about you not having a future!

"Shut the fuck up," Luke hissed, standing up so he towered over me. "You have no fucking idea what it's like to be pressured by your parents! You don't know what it's like to have them stare at you with disappointment!"

"Yes I do!" I cried. "When my parents told me I got into Ohio State, they told me I was a disappointment! So don't go around pretending like you know me through and through, Luke, because you don't know a thing about me, nor have you ever bothered to get to know me!"

"I know you complain about me never listening to you about your problems then when I ask you shut me out!" Luke yelled. "You know what," he said, shifting his weight to his other foot. "Just leave."

I was so angry I could barely speak. I was so angry I could barely see. I was sick and tired of Luke complaining about himself and using me as a sex toy. "I'm done," I muttered grabbing my bag and leaving.

"You're leaving because I'm right!" Luke called after me as I descended down the stairs. 

I clenched my jaw and shook my head, trying to convince myself not to go back up there and scream at him. I continued down the stairs and tried to ignore him. I heard footsteps and knew that Luke was coming after me. I walked faster, almost storming out of the house. I passed his dad, who was sitting on the couch and staring at me with a confused expression. I opened the door and was halfway across the lawn when Luke was in the doorway, framing the lights behind him, but he no longer looked like a god.

He reminded me of the devil, as beautiful as an angel but rotten on the inside.

"So what, you're running away?" Luke yelled. "Like a coward?"

I whirled around, my hair fanning out behind me. "What? It's not like you wanted me here anyway!"

"Don't go guilt-tripping me, Allie," he said.

"Me? What? You're the one who asked me to leave!" I shouted.

"Because you were being dramatic!" Luke exclaimed.

"I left because all you wanted to do was have sex!" I yelled.

Luke scoffed. "Please. That's not true."

"Yes it is!" I shouted. "Seriously, every time we hang out you try to get in my pants!"

"You like it," Luke shot back.

"Get over yourself, Luke," I scoffed.

"Me? What about you?" he challenged, coming even closer to me.

"All you do is parade me around like I'm some kind of trophy!" I yelled. "I always have to do what you want me to!"

That's not true!" Luke hissed. "We go out with your friends!"

"No we don't!" I cried, throwing her hands up in the air.

"Oh yeah," Luke paused, his eyes glinting in a nasty way. "You don't have any friends!"

I snapped, "Well, at least I'm not always trying to fuck you!"

Luke laughed maliciously. "Right, like you've never wanted it."

"Not all the time," I said. "It would be nice to go out once in a while!"

"But what you like to do is boring!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, am I too boring for you?" I said sarcastically. "Am I just too boring for you?"

"Maybe you are," Luke hissed.

"Fuck you," I snapped.

"Wouldn't you want to," Luke taunted.

My mouth opened and closed, for once having no comeback on my lips.

"What, no snappy comeback, Sassy Allie?" Luke said maliciously, knowing that it would hurt me.

"You're an asshole," I said, my voice quiet.

"You're a bitch."

"Dick."

"Whore."

"Manwhore."

"Slut."

"Fucker."

"Motherfucker."

I opened my mouth and closed it, trying to think of another insult.

Luke sneered at me. "Go back to Australia."

I gasped and felt my eyes well up with tears. My shoulders slumped as I tried to hide my face.

"Maybe I will," I said, voice thick with the lump in my throat as I turned and ran towards my car, starting to cry.

Luke's P.O.V

I was a fucking idiot. I was a completely and utter idiot. I felt like throwing something. I felt like punching something. I felt like crying. Allie was the most amazing girl I've ever met and I fucked it up. I picked up a magazine and chucked it across my room. It hit a lamp and lamp fell to the floor with a loud crash. "Fuck!" I yelled and fell on the floor against my bed.

"Hey, Luke, man," Eli said, walking in, seeing me on the floor, slumped against my bed.

I glanced up at him. Great. Someone else to come and scream at me for my failures. "What do you want Eli? My sister make you come yell at me?"

"No," Eli said, although I was pretty sure he was still lying. "I wanted to talk to you about what just happened out there," he took a seat next to me. "What the hell happened?"

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. "I just... I got pissed and said things I didn't mean."

"What pissed you off?" Eli asked.

"I don't even know, and I'm not lying to you," I looked at him, trying to get at least someone to believe that I didn't mean to hurt Allie. "But Allie just came over and I was in a bad mood because of my mom pressuring me and then I tried to push things with Allie and she snapped and then I snapped and its all a big mess," I buried my face in my hands.

"You said pretty mean things," Eli said slowly.

I groaned and glared at him. "You don't think I know that?"

"But," Eli continued, as if I didn't interrupt him. "What's important is this- are you sorry?"

"Yes," I said immediately. Damn, I was more sorry hurting Allie than I was sorry for screaming at my mom. 

"Do you love Allie?" Eli asked, staring me down.

I glanced at the ground and then back at him, Hell yes. I did. I loved her attitude, the glimmer in her eyes when she knew she had a good comeback, her curly hair in the morning, how she knew how t deal with me, yes, I loved her. I sighed slightly before whispering, "Yes."

Allie's P.O.V

Someone tapped on the glass and I jumped and saw Finley. She tried to smile encouragingly and I leaned over and hit the unlock button to unlock the doors. Finley slid in and sat next to me, letting me sniffle for a few moment before asking, "What happened?"

I sniffed. "I came over like usual, and he was kind of in a bad mood and I started talking to him and he tried to get in my pants and I said no and started yelling at him and then he yelled back and then the whole thing just escalated."

Finley looked confused for a second before asking, "What's 'sassy Allie?'"

I sniffed again and wiped my nose with her sleeve. "It's his nickname for me," my voice cracked. "He calls me sassy Allie because I'm tiny but I've got sass and attitude like nobody's business."

"That's sweet," Finley said gently.

I sobbed. "But it doesn't matter, because now we're over."

"Luke says things he doesn't mean when he's pissed off," Finley said, trying to make me feel better.

"Maybe," Allie said, wiping her eyes. "But... I don't know if he even cares about me."

Finley chuckled at that. "Allie, I'll tell you one thing about my brother- he's absolutely one hundred percent head over heels for you."

I glanced down at my hands. "I love him," I confessed, even though I'm pretty sure I said it already.

Finley smiled gently. "I know. You both love each other a whole damn lot."

"You think?" I asked hopefully.

"Allie, I know."

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hey guys! So this is a really long chapter and I hope you like it because it took like two days to edit, including adding the beginning and changing everything from Eli's and Finley's P.O.V. to Luke and Allie's.

Please enjoy, I like where this story is going, I feel like that was a very real fight between two people, it sounds like a real fight and please vote and comment.

On another note, happy new year! Sorry I couldn't update right as the new year started, but I stayed in a hotel with my sisters and stepsister in one room and my dad and stepmom in another room, and had tons of fun. I ended up staying up until 6:30 in the morning because they served breakfast at 6 and we wanted some lol then we went to bed.

How was your new years? hope it was good!

love ya!

-taylor