I'm lowkey sad cause ever since I had to take a break for a month, I lost so many readers and I don't really know what to do.

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Just as I was about to object his statement, the teacher walks in, cutting me off. I take a second look at the teacher. This isn't Mrs. Harris. It's a guy. A quite young one too. He looks nervous, biting his lip. He runs his hand through his brown curly hair and starts talking.

"I'm Mr. Brown and I'll be your teacher for the rest of semester, since Mrs. Harris got into a car accident," he smiles nervously, as all the girls in class look at him in awe.

I'm not gonna lie. He is good looking, but I have Luke, so I don't really pay his looks much attention. I must admit that his green eyes really stand out.

In the middle of our lesson, Luke kisses my cheek. Confused, I look at him and he grins. I draw my eyebrows together, shaking my head and look back into my notebook. With the corner of my eye I can see Luke smirking at the teacher.

He's not doing what I think he is.

Right?

He's a teacher for God's sake.

When the class ends I get a text. It's from Angie. Luke looks into my phone, reading it.

"I have to talk about something with you, when we get home," Luke whispers into my ear and walks in his class, while I walk into mine, thinking what he meant by that.

"What did I do now" is the first thing that pops up in my head. Usually, I'm always the one messing everything up. At least that's what he tells me. All the time.

When I walk into my class, all the thoughts disappear as I see Jack, sitting there. I stumble towards my chair, trying to not look at him. Why is he here exactly? A lot of people from his class are here. What's happening?

The teacher walks in, explaining that we'll have more classes with the "older" students, so we can learn from eachother.

So that's fucking great.

He arranges us into pairs and Jack volunteers to be with me.

That's even more fucking great.

We have an assignment to do, which is due next week. Which means I'll have to be spending time with him. Which kind of makes me really freaking happy. I'm happy that Luke can't hold that against me.

"Why would you do this to me, Emmy?" He asks me with a shaky voice, looking down.

I instantly feel really bad for him. I know the decision I made wasn't right, but I don't want to lose Luke. It does make me a bit angry cause he doesn't want to stop hanging out with Nicki. But when Luke decides that something will be a certain way, there's no changing it.

"I had to," I sigh, still not looking at him. I just can't.

On a second thought, I don't think it's a good idea for us to be doing the assignment together. Not after everything we did. I can already see Luke flipping out. No matter how hard it is, I should stay away from Jack.

"Why?" His voice breaks. All I wanna do right now is hug him. Tell him we'll be besties forever. Tell him nothing will ever change that. But I can't. And it pains me.

"I don't wanna lose Luke. He said I don't love him if I don't stop hanging out with you."

Jack finally looks up at me, resting his hand on mine. "That's straight up bullshit Emma and you know it. That's toxic. It's fucked up! No one should ever tell you with who you can and can't hang out!" He grabs my hand and I grab his, letting out a sigh. Quickly, I realise what I'm doing and let go of his hand.

"I-I'm sorry," I sob, take my stuff and stumble out of the classroom. Soon enough, I hear footsteps approaching me.

"Emma wait. Please?" He cries out and I immediately stop. I don't know what it is about him but I can't help it. He grabs my hand and drags me into the bathroom. He grabs me by my hips, seating me on the sink. Then, he steps between my legs, resting his hand on my thigh.

"Are you doing this because you know there's an attraction between us and you're afraid Luke might find out?" He says quietly. Leaning closer, he continues, "is it because you know if I kissed you, you wouldn't push me away? Is it because you would enjoy it? And you know you would've felt much better with me?" He's leaning even closer.

I hate how he's kinda right. I do kinda like him? And I wouldn't do anything If he kissed me. Why do I want to kiss him? This is everything but right.

"I- I don't know what to do, Jack," I cry, hugging him. He hums, while stroking my hair.

I move away, "this," I point at me and Jack, "is the exact reason why I can't be around you or do this assignment," he stays quiet, so I get off the sink and leave the bathroom.

The day goes by slowly and finally, I see Luke, waiting for me at his car. Luke looks behind me, then walks up to me, hugging me and grabbing my ass.

"So...I need to talk to you about something," Luke says, stepping into his apartment. I follow him and he stops, wrapping his arms around me.

"I've been thinking ever I saw the text from that girl...is it Angie?" he looks at me, smiling and I nod. He bites his lip, "well what if you stop hanging out with everyone?" He says, now waiting for my reaction.

What?

"Wha- why?" I draw my eyebrows together, trying to push away from him but he won't let me, tightening his grip. His hand travels up to my cheek, cupping it.

"We could spend more time together. I want to spend every second of your life with you. I love you Emma Davis. I really do. I can't stop thinking about you. Admit it, we have the best time when we're together," he starts talking, brushing his thumb against my cheek. I smile, thinking how cute he is.

Without any further thinking, I nod.

"Yeah?" His smile grows bigger.

"Sure," I say and he kisses me gently.

"So you'll cancel on Angie?" He grabs me by my waist again, and I assure him that I will. I don't know why, but a wave of relief washes over his face. I don't think much about it, as I sit on the couch, agreeing on watching a movie with Luke.

Just as the movie was about to start, Luke's phone buzzes. He checks it and stands up. "Em I'm really sorry but I have to go," he kisses my cheek and puts his shoes on. "I'm going out with Dylan," he smiles, opening the door.

"But-" "I love you," he interrupts me, smiling. Despite everything I want to say and do right now, I can't say anything but an, "I love you too," and a weak smile back.

He leaves the apartment, leaving me all alone. I already cancelled on Angie, plus I said I won't be hanging out with anyone, so I decide on watching the film.

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A week has passed, since I last spoke to Jack. I must admit I really do miss him. We decided a week ago, that we'll each do our part of the assignment and then hand it out together. It's a good plan, I guess?

Since Luke is out with his friends, I have nothing to do, so I decide on calling my family.

I dial my dad's number and wait for him to pick up. After a few rings, he does. "Emmy! It's so nice to hear from you!" He gets all excited and I can't help myself but to laugh.

"I missed you too," I chuckle.

"So how's New York?" He asks me and we talk for a while. I even talk to my brother, who has a girlfriend now. He tells me how hot she is, nice and how glad he is, he met her. I'm really happy for him.

During my call, I recieve another one.

It's from Jack.

"Listen, I have to go, but I'll call you guys later! Love you, bye!" I quickly hang up, answering Jack's call.

"Yeah?" I say quietly into the phone but all I get back is murmuring.

"Jack? Are you okay?" I'm starting to get worried. He never did that. Ever. I really hope he's just messing with me.

"Emmy...my Emmy," he finally starts talking kind of normally? Is he drunk?

"I just want you to know...it's not your fault...nothing ever was...just remember...I really do love you-" the line cuts off and I start panicking.

"Fuck fuck fuck," I start putting on my shoes, almost falling. Just as I was about to leave the apartment, Luke comes back.

"Hey babe-" "I gotta go," I cut him off, running down the hall. He calls my name but I don't answer. All I'm thinking about right now is Jack. I really hope it's a terrible prank. Oh my God.

"Em where are you going? I wanna be with you! I really missed you and now you're leaving? Didn't we say you won't hang out with anyone?" He catches me, stepping in front of me. I sigh, trying not to lose it.

"I really can't do this right now," I reply, trying to walk past him but he grabs my wrist, pulling me back. I try to get out of his grip but it's no use.

"Luke let me go!" I slap his hand but he won't budge.

"Not until you tell me where the fuck you're going," he hisses at me and I can barely hold myself back.

"Jack isn't okay," I give him a short reply and he chuckles, "he never was."

Did he just say that?

"Listen to me, you asshole! You will let me go and you will let me check up on him and make sure he's okay. If you don't like it then leave but I will go there," I shout at him, leaving him in shock.

He finally lets me go. "Keys?" I ask him and he sighs, throwing them my way. I catch them and run down the stairs, cursing the entire way.

I get into Luke's car, turning it on and driving away.

I might get a speeding ticket but I don't care.

I park the car on the sidewalk and run to his dorm. I knock on the door, my hands and knees shaking, "Jack? Open up it's me," I say, my voice shaky.

No response.

I try opening his door, but it's locked. I try busting it down but it doesn't budge. Then, I remember where he keeps a spare key. I look under the carpet, the key being there luckily.

I try putting it in the hole, but since my hands were all shaky it was a hard thing to do. Finally, it goes in and I unlock the door.

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Sorry for the short chapter but I wanted to leave it on a cliffhanger. Sorry bout that too haha!

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