Paisleys pov

I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off. I noticed that Luke was no longer here and I wondered if it was all just a dream.

I reached over and shut off my alarm before getting up and rubbing my eyes. I sat there for a couple seconds to kind of adjust to the lighting.

"Oh, you're awake." I heard a voice come from behind me. I looked behind me to see a shirtless Luke sitting at my desk, drawing. Man, I could get used to this.

"Good morning." I yawned sleepily. I noticed his hair was a little flat on one side, sleep doing its toll on him, but he still looked as handsome as ever. I then remembered that I probably looked like death, so I excused myself to go for a shower.

I have a bathroom connected to my room so I just went in there. I stripped out of my clothes and turned on the shower before hopping in and immediately washing my hair. I thought that Luke might have wanted to have a shower too so I made sure to be extra quick.

After I was finished I hopped out, only to realized that I didn't have a towel in here. Oh shït.

Not knowing what else to do I called Luke. "Luuukkkeee." I sighed.

"Yeah?" I heard footsteps coming closer to the door.

"Can you umm.... Pass me a uhh.. towel please." I laughed nervously from the other side. It was extremely chilly in here so I was freezing right now.

"Oh, um. Yeah. Where are they?" He stuttered from behind the door, I could practically feel my cheeks heat up.

"There is one hanging up in my closet." I said. I heard him walk away and then approach the bathroom again.

"Here." He said. I opened the door about 6 inches so I could grab it. I peeked my head outside and nervously smiled before grabbing the towel, closing the door, and quickly drying myself.

I quickly threw my hair up in a ponytail and then exited the bathroom. Luke was laying on my bed and as soon as I opened the door his eyes latched onto mine. He gasped and then turned around to face the wall.

"Thank you Luke, this is so awkward. I'm sorry." I said as I quickly pulled out a pair of dark blue jeans and a maroon sweatshirt, some undergarments and my converse.

"Don't worry about it. It happens to everyone." He said reassuringly as he took a pillow from my bed and covered his face with it.

"It's okay Luke, I'll change in the bathroom." I said mindlessly as I walk to it and closed the door. It was cute that he respected me and wanted me to have privacy, but I didn't want to be creepy and strip right in front of him.

Five minutes later I was fully ready for school and there was still an hour till we had to be there. Yes it would take 15 minutes to get there but that still left plenty of time for Luke to get ready. I walked out of the bathroom and noticed Luke was drawing again.

I watched as he chewed on his lip softly in concentration, and scratched his head multiple times before nodding to himself and continuing to draw. From where I stood I couldn't see the paper, but I knew he was working hard on it.

I pretended to close and open the door, but louder this time so it would get his attention and not seem like I was watching him like a creeper. He looked up and smiled at me before closing his book and spinning around in the chair to face me.

"Okay, you can have a shower now. We can stop at your house on the way to school so you can pick up your stuff." I said as I began to pack my bag. He nodded and then shuffled to the bathroom.

Once I heard the water start up I ran down the stairs and quickly made some toast. Once I heard it pop, I put butter on it and then dashed back up the stairs. He was still in the shower which left me enough time to do my makeup.

I like to keep it simple when it comes to make up, nothing to fancy. It usually consisted of some mascara, foundation, and a light lipstick, nothing compared to what Alex and her friends wear.

That reminds me, I haven't seen or talked to Alex in a while. Maybe I should text her...

I was removed from my thoughts when I saw Luke walk out of the bathroom, wet hair and all. The sweatpants I gave him hung dangerously low on his hips exposing more of his v line that I drooled over yesterday, the odd trickle of water going down his smooth chest sent me to heaven and back. He honestly looked like an angel.

My head snapped back to my lap once our eyes met and I blushed furiously. "I made some toast." I spoke quietly. Silence took over for a couple seconds until he cleared his throat.

"Can I ask you something paisley?" He said blandly.

"Yeah, sure! what's up?" I said, all nervousness leaving my body.

"Why are you being nice to me?" He said while running his fingers through his hair. Woah, didn't expect that.

"I don't know... I'm just a nice person." I said, I honestly didn't know why I was being nice to him, all I knew was that I liked making people smile and his gave me a warm fuzzy feeling.

"But why me?" He asked.

"You were different. You seemed interesting and ever since I talked to you that first day I became fascinated in everything you did. I don't really know why..." I trailed off.

"Oh... Okay." He seemed satisfied with that answer so i took this as my opportunity to start grabbing some of his stuff while he ate his toast.

He watched as I gathered his backpack, his notebook, his clothes, and finally his beanie that he always seemed to forget. I put it in a pile beside him and then sat next to him.

We sat in silence for a while, the occasional crunching came from the toast. It wasn't an awkward silence, it was a peaceful one. I thought about all our talks and how much I liked talking to this boy.

(A/N)

REST IN PEACE TO ALL THOSE GIRLS THAT DIED DURING JET BLACK HEART. I WAS ONE OF THEM.

-Caitllin