It's been three days now since Luke's been in the hospital and I've spent most of my afterschool time to be with him. I would always bring my homework there, so I could work on it and be with Luke.

Of course not all my time was with him, because others wanted to see him as well. Even his parents who came back to town yesternight visited him and spent an entire hour with him. Ben and Jack stopped by to say hey once a day and my and his friends would visit him as well.

However, they didn't spend a lot of time with him, because Luke would always ask for me and they couldn't bring themselves to say no.

As the days went by Luke's sickness had gotten better and he was looking healthier than ever. He kept insisting he was well enough for us to kiss, but I told him to wait a bit longer, just to be on the safe side.

The doctor informed me that she believes that Luke is about ready to go home and can check out later on in the evening. His legal guardian had to do it, so I was to leave when someone who's responsible for him legally comes.

Right now it was around seven at night and Luke and I were just talking and laughing with one another as I held a book filled with cheesy jokes in my hand for me and Luke to look at.

"Wait, listen to this," I said, straightening myself and laughing before proceeding. "Do you eat spaghetti with your left or right hand?"

"Right hand," Luke said in a serious tone and I bit back a laugh.

"Really? That's weird. I usually use a fork."

"Oh, my God." He threw his head back as he howled with laughter. "That was so lame, yet so funny." I handed him the book and he took it, flipping through the pages. "Okay, I got it." He cleared his throat and tried to keep on a straight face. "Would you be mad at me for something I didn't do?"

"Uh, no," I said, not sure of where this was going.

"Okay, good, because I didn't do my chores." I leaned forward and pressed my face into my hands, grinning like an idiot. "That was awful, wasn't it?" I nodde and Luke just laughed and then the room fell silent. "But in all honesty, would you be mad at me if I didn't do something?"

I looked up at him. "It really depends on the situation. Is there... something you're keeping from me?" I know there is, but he's finally going to tell me.

"I'm not going to lie anymore, so yes, but it isn't as bad as you might think it is!" He said the last part quickly, not giving me a chance to speak or prepare myself to say anything.

"Wh-What is it?" I shifted in my seat and started leaning away from him. He let out a sigh, looking at the book in his hands before his eyes looked up at me.

"Remember last week when the football flew at your head and I told you that I had to keep an eye out for you for a week?" he began and I nodded slowly. "Well, it wasn't... um, I..." He mumbled the last bit and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Luke, what is it? Tell me. I won't be mad."

"That's what they all say before all Hell breaks loose."

"Luuuuke..." He glanced up at me and then he let out a sigh.

"I... intentionally kicked the ball towards you."

What?

"What?" I repeated my thought.

"And I may or may not have made up the policy..." Now at this point my jaw dropped and I was just staring at him.

"What?!" I exclaimed, jumping out of my seat and just staring down at him. "You made up the policy?!"

"You said you wouldn't be mad!"

"Are you listening to yourself? You're telling me that you purposely knocked me out and lied about the policy!"

"If I told you why, you wouldn't believe me!" Luke explained.

"But Calum and Mason knew about the policy! How do you explain that?!"

"Calum and Aleisha know it's fake. Mason doesn't. Well, I at least think he doesn't, but he seems to have been a little bit suspicious about it, since he kept calling you my distraction."

"Oh, my God, Luke." I sat back down and pulled one foot onto my seat and hugged my knee to my chest. "What stupid reason did you have in mind for attempting to kill me?"

"I... it's too embarrassing."

"Okay, then this would be an interesting answer." Luke took in a deep breath before releasing it. Then he opened his mouth and the story began.

"Last week on the first day of school I saw you for the first time that morning and, as stupid as this sounds, I felt like I wanted to make you... mine." I raised an eyebrow at him, but he still went on. "You could say it was love at first sight, I don't know. I told Calum about it and he thought that unless I came up with some plan to cross paths with yours, then what were the chances of our paths ever crossing?

"But then later on that day while I was on the field I saw you walking with Harry and I just tried to come up with a way to get you to notice me on the field. So I'd try my hardest to get the football and kick it to the goal, in hopes that somehow when Coach shouted that I did a good job you'd look over on the field and see me. The first time you walkd past the field I didn't grasp your attention, but then the second time you came around I succeeded, but then my teammates crowded around me and I don't think you ever saw me.

"The third time you were walking by the field you were with more people and I was just about to give up on trying to get your attention until Calum said something along the lines of, 'Why don't you try kicking the ball at him? Maybe after he sees his life flash before his eyes he'll look to where the ball came from and you'll just apologize for nearly killing him.' And that's what I did. After you and Harry wrestled I kicked the ball in your direction, but I only managed to hit you in the back of the head and knock you out.

"To be honest, I was freaking out, because you fell to the ground and I didn't mean to make you fall. Calum and I ran over to you and I was really going to apologize, but then Harry hissed at me and, honestly at the time he was sort of scary to me. Coach came over to you and asked what happened and I told him how I kicked the ball and hit your head with it. Then he said as punishment I have to carry you to the nurse's office, but that didn't really seem like punishment to me, because I actually get to physically touch you for the first time. Not in a sexual way, of course.

"Anyway, I finally brought you to the nurse's office and laid you down on one of the beds and I just... I don't know, I thought I couldn't like you any more than I already did, but I took the advantage of your condition and admired every feature of you. Then I asked myself, 'How can I stay in this guy's life?' and so I... thought up that policy of having to take care of you for a week. I told Calum to play along. Mason overheard and I just pretended that it was real."

The entire time my eyes were wide and my mouth was ajar. So Luke just told me that he's had his eyes on me around the same time I had my eyes on him and he purposely hit me with the football and lied just so he could be with me.

I should be mad at him, that he lied to me and could've put me into a coma. But...

"Is it weird that I'm glad that you did all of that just so you could be with me?" was all I said. Luke cocked an eyebrow at me.

"Uh, yes?" Luke answered as if it's the most obvious answer in the world. "That's very weird. Shouldn't you be mad at me? Not that I want you to be, but it seems more likely that you'd be mad at me instead of glad that I knocked you out and-"

I cut him off by grabbing his face and pressing my lips to his. He instantly kissed back, his hands going to my face.

When our lips parted I stared into his blue eyes.

"Can I tell you something?" I questioned.

"Anything," he replied, almost breathless.

"I sort of grew a crush on you at first sight, too." Luke just smiled and we kissed again. His hand moved downward until it was on my behind and I smacked his hand lightly. "As long as you're in this bed, you're not allowed to do any more sexual contact."

"But it's your butt," he pouted. "Who can resist it?"

"Wow, for a fourteen year old, you're really-"

"I'm sorry, what?" I pulled away from him and stood up straighter.

"You're really dirty for a fourteen year old."

"Who in the world told you I was fourteen?" I raised an eyebrow and he did the same before his eyes went large and he groaned, facepalming himself. "Did Ben tell you that? God damn it, he always does that. I'm freaking fifteen."

"Okay, so you're a year older than what he told me. That doesn't change the fact that you're younger than I am and have a dirtier mind than I do."

"But I'm more mature. Also, I know quite a few ways that I can do to make you feel good."

I was about to snap at him when the doctor walked in and I immediately shut my mouth.

"Mr. Luke Hemmings, your parents are here to check you out," she said to him and Luke nodded.

"Cool. Can I have a few more minutes with him before you send them in?" he asked and the doctor nodded, leaving the room. Then he looked up at me and said, "We're continuing this conversation when I go back to school tomorrow."

"I say we forget the conversation and never bring it up again," I grinned.

"Bring what up again?" Luke smiled back and I ruffled his hair, earning an annoyed groan to escape him. "No, my hair."

"My bad," I laughed.

"You did that on purpose," he huffed.

"And you kicked the football in my direction on purpose and lied about the policy. I think what you did is way worse than what I just did."

"True, but look where it's gotten us." He slowly started to sit upright and he stretched his arm out at me. I walked towards him and he wrapped his arm around me, burying his face into my shirt. "I'm yours and you're mine." Then he looked up at me. "We're still together, right? Confirm, please."

I rolled my eyes before answering, "Yeah, we're still together. Just don't lie to me anymore, okay?" He puckered his lips and I gladly accepted the kiss. "Now I must go. I'll see you tomorrow." I started to pull away, but Luke only tugged me back.

"But I don't want you to leave yet," he said to me, frowning. "I want you to stay beside me forever."

"You're really clingy." Luke just grinned motioned for me to give him one last kiss and I did. Then our foreheads were pressed against one anothers. "I love you, Luke."

"I love you, too, Ash."

There was a small pause of silence before I spoke up. "I've no intention on letting you go, you know."

"I don't mind that at all."

"That's what happens when you make me fall for you."

Luke smirked at me, chuckling a bit before responding with, "My bad."

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AN: Guess what?

This is the end of My Bad.

Thank you for reading all of the way to the end. This story was the longest story I've ever written and completed. There were a lot of parts where things were really bad, yet you guys still kept reading and I couldn't ask for anything better than you guys sticking until the end. This was definitely an adventure for me. I hope you guys enjoy your life.