Again | Luke Hemmings

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Right now, I'm in Luke's room but without Luke. He's busy looking for his luggage in Ben's room because he's going back on tour in a week. I'm gonna miss him a lot. The band is just going to have a radio tour around Europe so they'll be back home in a few months.

Back to normal for me in a week.

Luke enters his room, pulling the empty luggage with him.

"Have you seen my laptop?" He asked, taking strides around the room with those damn long legs of his.

"Is it that one on the table?" I responded.

He walked over to the table and unplugged the laptop, placing it inside one of the large zippers of the luggage. He started placing his clothes inside, boxers, socks, tees, hoodies and his jeans were the last. I watched him pack and run around, looking for whatever. His body was glistening in sweat and his hair was messy from running his hand through it many times, and he was only in his boxers.

I watched him mutter words to himself, opening and closing drawers and closets. I was beginning to feel emotional. I grabbed the pillow next to me, hugging it.

A tear escapes my eye and I think Luke saw it.

"Don't be sad." Luke said. I looked at him and he had a pout on his face.

"I'm not sad." I argued, my voice betraying me.

Luke stood in front me, bending and placing his hands on the bed, a few centimeters away from my thighs- for balance. He kissed me lightly and kept his forehead against mine. "I'll be back soon, don't worry." He whispered.

He sighed, taking a seat beside me. "Why are you crying?"

I kept quiet, knowing I would be a crying mess if I said a word.

And it was like he read my mind. "I'm not gonna leave for anyone else, okay? And I think I made it clear when I kiss you and spend more time with you than with my own family." He smiled, "In fact, I was basically forced into that stupid stunt. Don't tell anyone, though." He chuckled.

I felt my chest tighten by his words, then sighed in relief.

"They were like, "forget about her! Forget that you guys had something."" He frowned.

I hugged him and nodded. I just needed him to assure me, keep his promise. The promise that it's me that he wants. . .he needs.

"Stop crying or I'll cry." Luke pleaded.

"I'm sorry." I finally said, wiping the endless tears falling from my eyes.

He hugged me this time, holding me tight. Like he was afraid of letting go.

God, I'm such a baby.

"We have one week to do whatever you want, don't worry." He chuckled. I wiped the stupid tears staining my cheeks again and smiled up at him.

"Once I'm done packing, feel free to make me your slave for the entire week. How does that sound?" He joked.

I finally laughed. "Are you sure that you want to be my slave?"

"Maybe." He shrugged, a big smile on his face.

He swiftly kissed my cheek and pulled me closer to him.

I brought myself up so I was now sitting on his lap. His blue eyes stared into my brown ones with intensity and I couldn't bring myself to look away because damn, they were hypnotizing.

I finally attached his lips to mine, surprising him, then he kissed back. My hands went to cup his cheeks, his stubble was lightly poking my fingertips, while his hands rested on my lower back. I felt his hand get lower until it was on my butt and I gasped so Luke was able to slip his tongue inside my mouth. A soft moan escapes my lips and it made Luke kiss me deeper. Oh my fucking God. I haven't done this in a long time.

"I love you." He said inbetween kisses and I only hummed in response. My insides were melted by those three words and god damn it. We're not even dating.

My hands moved to his hair, tugging at it and pushing his head towards mine to deepen the kiss- if that was even possible. His teeth tugged on my lower lip and laid back down on the bed so I was on top. I felt something poking me underneath and I immediately knew what it was.

"Guys, close the door." Someone said and I immediately pushed myself off and saw Ben, standing outside the room with a disgusted look on his face. I felt myself blush and mentally cursed.

Once Ben left, Luke sat up and had a smirk on his face.

"Why is your face like that?" I asked.

"Why is your face all red?" He.retorted. "It's not like he walked in on us getting naked." He winked, stealing a quick kiss from me.

I rolled my eyes but blushed at the thought.

I glanced at Luke's boner and yes, he was big. He looked big. It was lifting up the hem of his boxers and I felt my stomach churn.

"You can help me if you want." He winked.

Then, I decided to play a little. "Why not?" I smirked, moving slowly towards him.

Our faces were inches from each other. My hands moved from his chest then slowly went down, teasing him. My fingers brushed over him and I heard a soft moan. I traced tiny patterns on the cloth covering him and it made him shiver at my touch.

Honestly, Luke and I have never gotten any further. Only as far as giving hickeys. Even before, all we did was make out so I guess it's both our first times, but I doubt he's a virgin like me. With a girl like Chloe? Of course! But then he told me it was a stunt.

I erased my thoughts and smiled, "Finish packing, you twat." I laughed, really hard at his disappointed look.

"That's not fair." He whined. "What am I gonna do now?"

"Figure it out." I smirked, pushing his large figure off the bed. He stood up to his feet and flashed me the finger and that only made me laugh even more.