Happy New year to everyone! I hope 2019 is full of surprises (in a good way) and happiness for you guys! I love you so much

Camila Mendes has a role of Vanessa Lodge.

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"What just happened?" V asks me while I stand on the hallway looking at Luke, leaving. I realize I'm still in a bra only, standing in the middle of the hallway. I go to my dorm quickly and close the door.

I hated how he did that all the time - leaving without saying anything.

I wait a few seconds before answering, "I don't know. I told him I'm going home for Christmas break and he just left," I sigh and walk to my bed, laying myself down.

My flight is tomorrow and I'm super nervous. I hate flying. It just makes me anxious. And the turbulence makes me think we'll crash and burn down in flames.

"Aww he wanted to spend it with you!" V squeaks.

This really isn't the time to be excited. I don't answer her and lay in my bed for a few minutes before getting up.

I need to pack everything! Ugh I hate packing. I never seem to fit everything into the suitcase.

Cursing the packing in my head, I walk to the closet and take the suitcase out, to start packing.

After an hour of torture I finally get everything into the suitcase.

My flight is at 7am so I go to bed at 10pm.

I wake up at 5am and after contemplating on dying I finally get up and get ready. I wear a simple grey sweater and some black yoga pants.

I kiss V on her forehead and she just whines and turns around, continuing sleeping. Making me chuckle, I turn around and leave the dorm with a black suitcase in my hand.

When I get out of the building I see Jack standing outside.

"What are you doing here this early?" I hug him. This is weird because Jack hates getting up in the morning, let alone getting up earlier than usual.

"You didn't think I'll let you drive to the airport alone now did you?" He smirks.

"You got up this early for me?" I ask him and he nods.

"I love you, I love you, I love you," I jump on him, wrapping my legs around his waist and hug him again. He almost falls down, laughing and holding me so I don't fall down.

"Kids nowadays," some old lady walks by and rolls her eyes at us. "Find yourselves a room."

I get off of Jack, who is laughing much harder now because of the lady, and walk up to her, "excuse me for being happy and loving my best friend, after him doing something amazing for me. Did that get in the way of your day? If so, I apologize and if not, I suggest, you piss off," I snap and her eyes widen. She turns around and leaves.

"That's what I thought," I say, more to myself.

"I love it when you get all feisty," Jack winks and I slap him, laughing.

"We should get going," I say and he nods, walking to his car.

"Wait who's gonna pick me up if you're driving me there?"

"Well me of course," he smiles.

We get into his car and he drives us to the airport.

We sit on some chairs there and wait for the plane.

"I'm gonna miss you," Jack whines and hugs me.

"I'll be gone for only a week," I smile, while hugging him.

I feel weird. I feel as if someone is watching me.

"Who am I gonna mess with this week?" He says, "V isn't as fun as you."

"Hey! Don't be mean now," I start looking around more, trying to shake the feeling of being watched.

He rolls his eyes and I get up, to go on the plane.

"Bye Jack!" I say and he kisses me on the cheek.

"Bye Emmy," he smirks and I slap him, before turning around, leaving.

"Ahh here it goes," I think to myself, while the plane is taking off.

I grab my seat and try to remain calm.

"Woah, Emma Davis, is that you?" I hear a familiar voice.

I turn my head, looking at who's sitting next to me and see Christian.

Christian. We were kind of friends in high school. I never paid attention to him. He was the bad boy type, but I know girls were going crazy about him. I doubt it's any different in college now. I mean, he's attractive with his brown hair, green eyes, his perfect teeth and body, but I never had a crush on him. There were some rumours that he wanted to ask me out but that never happened, so it's safe to say that's all they were - rumours.

I can't believe I was concentrating so much on not freaking out, I didn't realize I'm sitting next to the ultimate bad boy, Christian Blake.

"Hi Christian," I sigh, still trying not to freak out.

There's a slight turbulence and I quickly grab his hand, making him laugh.

As soon as I grab his hand, a guy in a hoodie, who's sitting on the other side, one row behind me, starts coughing very loudly.

"You okay there?" He chuckles and I quickly let go of his hand.

"Come on, I was enjoying that," he pouts and I roll my eyes.

Great. Now he'll annoy me for the entire flight.

"So what are you doing here?" He smirks.

"I'm going home for Christmas."

"How cute," he says mockingly, making me roll my eyes again. If my eyes won't get stuck that way at some point during the flight, I swear.

"You're acting as if you aren't going home for the break," I say and he shrugs.

"Yeah I know, I just like to mess with you," he winks and I really try not to roll my eyes.

I ignore him, putting headphones in my ears, "really? You're gonna be like that? Fine," he pouts and I blast music through my ears.

But it doesn't take long until he takes one earbud and puts it in his ear.

"Chase atlantic huh? Good choice," he smiles and I don't answer.

"That dude is staring at you, just saying," he says and points to the one with a hoodie, but he looks as if he's sleeping. I can't really see his face because he's turned to the other side, where the window is.

"He's sleeping though?"

"He's looking at you a lot, he fell asleep, so I just told you about the staring, now that he can't hear me," he says and lays his head on my shoulder, making me sigh.

After the plane finally landed and me almost having a panic attack again I went looking for my family.

I finally see them standing with a cardboard that says 'Emmy'. "Dad! Mom!" I scream and hug them.

My mom is dressed very formal. As always. I honestly don't get it. She's literally picking me up. I'm her daughter, not her boss or someone formal.

"Hi Emmy," my dad smiles.

"Why are you dressed like that?" My mom scans me with her eyes.

Here we go again.

"I came home? Does it matter if I'm in a dress or not?" I roll my eyes and so does she.

"Hey little bro," I hug Justin, who pushes me away. I run my fingers through his short brown hair, messing it up, making him angry now.

"I'll take your suitcase sweetie," my dad grabs it and puts it in the car trunk.

"Thanks dad," I smile and he nods.

When we get to our house I can already see our dog waiting for us at the door.

I walk inside, "hey Luna! Who's a good girl?" I scratch the little brown furball behind the ear and she starts jumping on me.

Luna is a mixed breed. So I don't really know, what kind of breed she is exactly.

I go upstairs, to my room, which is now covered with posters of The Avengers, football players and some video game characters.

"What is this?" I ask Justin who came into the room, right behind me.

"Welcome to my man cave," he says proudly and looking at the posters.

"Your what?" I freak out.

I can't believe they replaced and forgot about me this fast. Do I really not mean anything?

"My man cave."

"Where are all of my drawings?" I ask him.

"They're in the basement," he shrugs.

I roll my eyes and storm out of the room, going downstairs to the kitchen.

"Emma put your hair into a ponytail," my obnoxious mom says.

"Why?"

"Because you look like a caveman," she rolls her eyes.

"Can you go for five minutes without insulting me?" I raise my voice.

She narrows her eyes at me, "don't you dare talk back to me," she spits.

I can't believe it. Nothing has changed. No one respects me. Except for my dad. He's the only one that cares about me.

I shouldn't have came home. This was a mistake.

"Stop being so stuck up all the time!" I hiss and leave the house before she could say anything.

Shit. I forgot to put something on. It's december and it's freezing. I guess I'll go to the cafe. Maybe I'll see someone.

"We meet again huh?" I hear a male voice behind me.

I turn around and see Christian standing behind me, smirking.

Great. When I said I'll hopefully see someone, I wasn't talking about him.

"You look cold," he says and takes off his brown jacket, giving it to me.

"Thanks," I smile. Maybe he isn't that bad.

"Where are you headed?" He asks me.

"To the cafe," I smile.

"I'll join you," he smirks and starts walking.

We sit down and talk about the past few months and our colleges. As the time passes he looks more and more..nervous?

I wonder why.

"Listen, Emma," he starts talking, his voice shaky. I look at him and smile, letting him know to continue.

"I-I really liked you for a while now..and I was wondering if you'd like to be with me," he said the last part so fast I barely understood him.

"I..wow," I say, blushing.

"Hey sweetheart," I hear someone behind me. Is it who I think it is? Impossible.

I turn around and there he is in all of his glory. Luke freaking Jones.

My jaw literally drops.

"Who the fuck are you?" He growls at Christian.

His mood swings are something else.

"I'm Christian Blake, who the fuck are you?" He answers, mocking Luke with the last part.

"L..Luke what are you doing here? How..what?" Is all I can say at that moment. He literally took my breath away.

He ignores me, "So smart now aren't we?" He takes a step towards Christian.

"Oh you bet," he smirks at Luke, not moving.

"Everyone knows not to fucking touch what's mine. Now I'll have to teach you too since you don't get it," Luke hisses and clenches his fists.

Suddenly I have a million questions. What is happening? Why is Luke here? Did Christian actually ask me to be his girlfriend?

This is all too much. And before I could say anything Luke's fist has already connected with Christian's jaw.

Christian fell to the ground and Luke kept on hitting him.

"Stop it!" I yell and Luke hits Christian again.

I get between them and Christian swings one more time, this time not hitting Luke.

He hit me.

I fell to the ground and held my lip, which was split and bleeding.

"What the fuck!" Luke yells on the top of his lungs. I look at him and get scared. He has never looked this angry. It's like he's not him right now.

He grabs a chair and throws it at Christian. The chair breaks and he takes a leg from it, hitting Chris with it.

"Luke stop it please," I plead, crying making him finally stop and looking at me. He's red as a tomato and his eyes hold so much anger in it.

"Get the fuck out and if I ever see you again you are fucking dead," he says to Christian in a low, cold voice.

"Luke let's go before the cops come," I say, grab his wrists but he pulls me back.

"You're bleeding," he says.

"I'm fine. Now let's go," I try to pull but he doesn't let me go.

"He made you fucking bleed," he's getting angry again. I can see the anger coming back in his eyes.

"Luke I'm fine, seriously, please follow me," I cry and he isn't angry anymore. He's sad.

I pull him out of the cafe and he follows me to my home.

I pull him inside. No one noticed I came home so I take him to my room - my brother's new man cave.

He seats me on my bed and disappears in my bathroom. After a few moments he comes out with a first aid kit.

"Luke it's not that serious," I smile, but he takes out the disinfectant.

"This will sting a bit," he says and wipes my lip with it. I flinch a bit, making him jump, "I'm sorry, I'll be more gentle," he murmurs.

"I should be doing this to you. You look terrible right now," I smile and he shakes his head, "I'm fine," he sighs.

When he's done I take another cloth and seat him on my bed.

"It's your turn now," I say and put the disinfectant on the cloth.

"I'm fine really," he says.

"You have a black eye and cuts all over the face," I sigh and start putting slight pressure on the wounds.

He makes a small noise in the back of his throat, "sorry," I say.

"There. you're all cleaned up," I say and he kisses me with his soft lips. My lip stings a bit but I don't really care at the moment. All I care about right now is Luke kissing me.

I slowly sit on his lap, wrapping my legs around his waist, not breaking the kiss. His hands travel down my back right to my butt and he rests them there.

He stands up and lays me down on my bed. He's now on top of me, kissing me slowly. "I'm so sorry," he says, then keeps on kissing me gently.

I run my fingers through his hair and his lips travel down my neck, down to my collar bone.

"Sweetie lunch is read-" "EMMA GRACE DAVIS WHAT IS THIS BOY DOING ON TOP OF YOU?" My mom practically yells, making me and Luke jump.

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