Chapter 52: "What? You Need To Get Your Blindfold, Collar And Clamps?"

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Lia's POV:-

"Bitch be humble, sit down, be humble..
Sit down, bitch be humble," I murmur under my breath trying to calm down. I am standing outside Luke's house.

Deep cleansing breaths. I close my eyes, inhale and then exhale and look at the moon. I felt it was laughing at me. "You are so fucked up," it jeered. 

"This is so stupid," I mutter to myself, entering in. Water droplets sparkle on the lawn, like they've been freshly watered. "Of course he would. Wouldn't wanna hurt his mama, whom he loves. And do you know who else he loves? Me! Stupid, foolish, boy," I angrily grit under my breath, marching upto the door, and ringing the bell. 

So, this was a stupid idea..

I had no idea what I'll do, or say when he opens the door. My dumb ass was realizing this now, after ringing the bell. I am about to turn around, and run but the door opens. Luke has a remote in his hand, and I can hear match commentary. I eye his clothes, white sweatshirt and black shorts. He looks at me in faint surprise.

"Oh, so you are alive!" I smile trying to look casual. "Just wanted to check.. I'll get going," I mumble quickly, and turn around to leave.

"Woah.." a hand grabs my wrist pulling me back. "Lia what happened? Are you okay? What are you doing here alone?" he says looking behind me, to see if anyone was there. I nod and shrug at the same time. "Well.. I might as well.." I mutter going past him into the house. 

Bitch not inside! Get outside! Run, you pea-brained hoe.. Run!  I ignore my subconscious, and exhale slowly, trying to calm my pounding heart.

"Lia, wait.." Luke closes the door, and stands in front of me. "Why are you so jumpy? You look like, you saw a live murder."

That would have been so much easier..

"I just watched, a horror movie with Julian. So I feel a little..." I bite my lip. He bites back a smile, and kisses my cheek. "Stay here, I'll protect you," he whispers into my ear, pulling me in a hug. I squeeze him back tightly, feeling multiple emotions running through me.

"You want anything to eat?" I shake my head, the soft material of his sweatshirt rubbing on my face. We sit on the couch, and watch the game. Since I hang out with boys a lot, I didn't mind watching the game. In fact, I enjoyed it. But tonight, I couldn't focus. 

Aah, fuck it..

I climb into his lap, and settle down like a cat, ready for it's nap. I had sung all the raps I know, and still the only thing echoing in my brain was,

He loves me! He loves me!

Luke is drumming his fingers on my back, watching the game. I remember how the boys were talking, that it was the Grand Finale, so I stay quiet, not wanting to disturb him. His phone rings, and I watch him pick it up. I hear Ian's voice.

"Yeah, his stats looked pretty good," Luke replies. I smile sleepily, at how the boys were bitching over players. I think they were in a conference, cause I heard Alex's voice too. Luke's heavy voice starts to get hazy, and I rest my head in his neck.

"Shh.. Go to sleep baby," Luke was carefully laying me down on a bed. I was in his room, and the lights were dim. I must have slept through the match, and Luke carried me to bed. "I'm such a mess," I murmur sitting up, and rubbing my face. Luke sits in front of me, "Go back to sleep. You look pretty shaken up."

"I can't sleep now, I'm wide awake," I tell him. 

"Hmm.. you are wide awake, and we are alone," he muses. "I wonder what we can do?" I reluctantly smile at his serious face.

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