Caring (Draco and Lux Drabble #12)

Lux and Draco were sitting in a courtyard, late one night. smoking and drinking. Draco was smoking a cigarette and Lux was drinking fire whiskey. "You don't care do you?" Draco asked. "Nope", Lux said simply. She handed the bottle to Draco, who took a drink of it. "Why should I? No one else does", Lux said, lying down on the cold cobble stoned ground. "You don't honestly believe that do you?" Draco asked. Lux nodded. Draco leaned back on his elbows. "Someone has to care", Draco said. "I'm a rich orphan. Let's leave it at that", Lux said, "Tell me something about yourself". "I never want to be like my father", Draco said. Lux sat up and rolled over on top of Draco. "That's not good enough", Lux said. Draco scoffed. Lux was silent for a minute. "Do you care?" she asked softly. Draco looked into her hazel eyes and said, "You know I do Lux. You're mysterious. I can't figure you out". Lux smirked and leaned down towards his lips. "Who says I want you to figure out?" she teased. "I want to break down your walls. I want you to let me into your head. I wanna know the real you", Draco said. Lux got off of him and sat next to him. Draco satnext to her and said, "I can match you, youknow?" "Oh you think so?" Lux challenged. "You, Alexz Smith, have just met your match", Draco said as Lux smiled.