messages ✆ lucaya

part twenty

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"what are you doing here?" was the first thing lucas managed to sputter.

he didn't know how it was possible, but she was even more gorgeous in person. the way her cheeks had a rosy tint to them from the cold air, the way her electric blue eyes made all of the glowing neon signs around them look dull and colorless, the way her black leggings made her legs look like they went on for miles, and not to mention how great they made her as-

"bradley took me here for the weekend, since it's my birthday," maya answered, smiling up at her boyfriend, which made bile rise in lucas's throat. the smile disappeared from his face as he rolled his eyes.

"cool," he muttered, his mood changing the instant he realized that maya's stupid boyfriend was with her. paris noticed his slightly tense form and wrapped her arms around his waist, looking up at him with a sympathetic smile on her face.

you see, paris and lucas had been best friends since 5th grade, and paris knew all about lucas's crush on maya. she tried to warn him when she had found out about him texting this mystery girl, reminding him what had happened last time, but he refused to listen to her. he always rushed into these types of things, and every single time he got his heart broken, which meant paris had to come and pick up the pieces.

however, she could tell that this time wasn't going to be like all of the other times that lucas had gotten his heart broken.

this time was different, she was different.

"i'm sorry, i just realized you probably have no clue who i am," maya told paris, the most fake smile lucas had ever seen glued on her face. "i'm maya, and this is my boyfriend, bradley."

"nice to meet you," paris smiled, extending her arm to shake both of their hands. "i'm paris, and this is lucas, my b-"

"boyfriend," lucas answered for her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. "i'm her boyfriend."

maya was taken aback by this, seeing as lucas had never mentioned anything about having a girlfriend.

why was it that he never mentioned having a girlfriend?

she was shocked and upset that lucas didn't trust or care enough to inform her of his new girlfriend.

ugh.

even the word sickened her.

wait..

what?

"well, we have to get going. good to see you, though! hopefully we can meet up again sometime before you go back home," lucas broke the silence, and paris nodded before they waved and walked away from the couple.

"what was that all about?" paris asked, referring to him calling himself her boyfriend.

"i honestly don't know."