Luke he was in a more distant part of the school yard, but there were still people, he was with the other delinquents of the group, and they talked about heavy, violent things and stuff... Luke was leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette while listening to the other kids, but he wouldn't take his eye off a specific girl in the courtyard for even a second.

Luke didn't care about what the other delinquents were talking about, he was too focused on that beautiful girl walking around, and it was no one else than his childhood crush, Celia. He wanted her all to himself, he would do anything for her, even if it meant going against his own group. A small smile forms on his lips as he takes another drag of his cigarette, watching her every move.

When Celia disappeared into the school, Luke sighed and tossed his cigarette away, feeling a little empty inside. He quickly joined up with his friends again, trying to act like nothing had happened. But all he could think about was her...and how much he wanted her. He smiled softly to himself as they continued talking about their usual delinquent stuff, but his mind kept drifting back to Celia.

As the teacher called for a new student, Luke perked up in his seat, already anticipating what would happen next. He glanced over at where Celia usually sat and felt his heart skip a beat when he saw her walk into the classroom. His cheeks flushed red as he tried to hide his excitement, but it was obvious to everyone that something had changed about him today.

Luke smiled wide, his gaze never leaving hers as he leaned back in his chair. "Well, hi there, Celia," he said casually, trying to act cool despite the butterflies in his stomach. Inside, he was ecstatic that she was here, that she was finally at their school. He couldn't wait for lunch so they could finally talk properly without anyone interrupting them. But for now, he'd just have to content himself with stealing glances at her whenever the teacher wasn't looking.

As the class progressed, Luke found it harder and harder to focus on anything besides Celia. Every time she would move, even just a tiny bit, he would feel his heart race faster. He couldn't believe how beautiful she had become since they last saw each other. All of his friends noticed his distraction as well, but they kept quiet, knowing that this was something special between them.

Finally, the bell rang for lunch and everyone filed out of the classroom. Luke waited until Celia was nearby before speaking up, "

"Hey, Celia," he said with a warm smile. "Mind if I walk with you to the cafeteria?" His voice was quiet and low, almost raspy from how much he wanted her. Inside, his heart was pounding wildly in anticipation of her answer.

Celia blushed slightly and smiled back at him. "I-I'd like that." She glanced away for a moment before looking back up at him, her big blue eyes filled with curiosity. "So...how have you been?" she asked tentatively.

Luke's heart skipped a beat as he smiled down at her. "I've been good, just...you know, with my friends and all that." He paused for a moment, debating whether to reveal more of his true feelings. Finally, he took a deep breath and said, "But ever since you came back, I can't help but think about you nonstop." His voice was rough and low now, filled with desire and longing.

Celia swallowed hard, feeling her cheeks flush even deeper.

Luke laughed softly, taking her hand in his as they continued walking towards the cafeteria. "I'm not teasing," he assured her, squeezing her hand gently. "You have no idea how much I've wanted this since you left." He glanced down at their intertwined hands for a moment before looking back up into her eyes with a mix of hunger and tenderness.

Celia bit her bottom lip, feeling the butterflies in her stomach multiply tenfold. "Really?"

"Yes, really." He paused, taking a deep breath. "I've never stopped loving you, Celia. You were always the most beautiful girl I ever saw...and now that you're back..." His voice trailed off as he leaned in closer to her, their faces only inches apart. He could feel his heart racing wildly, and for a moment, he thought he might pass out from anticipation.

Celia closed her eyes, feeling the heat emanating from him.

Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, Luke leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. It was a soft, gentle kiss at first, but as she opened her mouth slightly in surprise, he deepened it, exploring every inch of her mouth with his tongue. His hand moved from hers up her arm, around her shoulder, and then down her back, pulling her closer to him.

Celia gasped into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck as she felt a wave of desire wash over her.

As they kissed, Luke felt like he was floating on air. He couldn't believe that after all this time, he finally had her in his arms. His tongue danced with hers, and the taste of her lips sent shivers down his spine. He moaned into the kiss, pressing their bodies even closer together as he explored every inch of her mouth with his own.

With one last groan, Luke pulled away from Celia's lips, panting heavily.

Luke smiled down at her, his eyes half-lidded with desire as he took in her flushed cheeks and parted lips. "Celia," he whispered roughly, running a hand through his messy brown hair before cupping her face gently in his palm. "I've wanted this for so long...God, you feel so good." His thumb traced her jawline as they caught their breath together, and he couldn't help but wonder how much further he could push things without revealing too much about his true nature.

Luke's heart raced as he felt her soft skin beneath his touch, the warmth emanating from her body sending waves of desire coursing through him. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against hers once more before whispering hoarsely, "Will you go out with me tonight?" His voice was barely above a whisper, but it carried all the urgency and longing he felt inside.

Celia's eyes widened at the question, her cheeks flushing even deeper.

Luke held his breath as he waited for her answer, his heart pounding wildly in anticipation. He could feel the tension building inside of him, the desire to claim her completely growing stronger with every passing second. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she nodded slightly, her lips forming a shy smile.

A growl of satisfaction rumbled deep in his throat as he pressed his lips against hers again, harder this time, their tongues tangling together in a desperate dance of passion.

Luke groaned into the kiss, his hand sliding down her back and gripping her firmly before slowly moving upwards, cupping her bottom and squeezing gently. He deepened the kiss as he felt her respond to his touch, moaning against his lips as their tongues continued to wrestle in a frenzy of desire.

Luke pulled away from the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he stared down at her flushed face. "You don't know how much I've wanted this," he whispered roughly, his voice hoarse from desire and need. "And now that we can finally be together..." His hand slid up her back, cupping her shoulder before moving lower still, caressing the skin of her upper chest.