Well my mom tried to kill me. She was going to ground me when I came home with a lip ring and Juliet with a nose ring. She wanted to ground me for a long time but I had to plead with her not too. My mom knows about the tour, she'd be traveling with us as our 'band mom'. She knows I don't have a lot of time with Juliet so she understood why I couldn't be grounded. I also had to plead for her not to tell Juliet about everything, she keeps bringing it up on how I need to tell her. I know I do I just can't.
I fiddled around with the new lip ring of mine with my tongue, something I can see becoming a habit.
I went back up stairs after talking to my mom. Juliet was on her phone propped up against the headboard.
"How's your lip?" She asked me once I walked in.
"Eh, little sore, not to bad. How's your nose?"
"Same, I don't really feel it though anymore." I went over and sat next to her. I let my feet dangle off the bed and I reset my head on her stomach.
"What else do you wanna do today?" She said. Juliet put down her phone and started stroking from my for head and into my hair. She played with strands of my hair around her fingers and let her other hand rest on my arm.
"This." I quietly responded.
"C'mon, summer remember? Let's go out, just me and you." She smiled.
"Okay, I have an idea."
"Hit me," she said.
"Want to go to the boardwalk? Then see if everyone's up for a backyard camp out?"
"Yeah that's sounds awesome, let's do it." She wiggled out from underneath me.
"Can I pick what you wear?" I asked.
"No," she dragged out.
"Please? One time?"
"Okay-"
"Wait in the bathroom," I cut her off.
She huffed and walked away. I rummaged through her clothes until I found some stuff. I even picked out some nice lingerie maybe for later?
I put it on the bathroom counter then walked away shutting the door behind me. I walked on the bed until she came out.
"Who knew Luke Hemmings had such a nice fashion sense?" She smirked. I got up and walked over to her. She was in a high waisted black skirt, thigh highs with little bows on the back, her black creeper, and pale purple button up top tucked into the skirt. The shirt was see through so she had on a black tank top underneath it.
"Wait I have something that can complete this!" I shouted and walked to my dresser. I pulled out a black bow tie and went back over to her.
"Luke we're going to the boardwalk, not a fancy dinner. Is the bowtie necessary?"
"Yes." I bluntly said. I put it around her and gently tied it together in the front, I put the collar of her shirt over it so it hid the band.
"I'm picking your clothes." She said.
"What-"
"Wait in the bathroom," she mocked. She pushed me into the bathroom and I sat down on top of the counter. She left the room and I impatiently tapped my fingers against my my leg. When she came back in her hair was up into a high pony tail and she set a pile of clothes on my lap. She left the bathroom once again, this time shutting the door.
I looked at what she got, it was of course a pair of black jeans with a rip in the knee, my black converse, my red and black flannel, and my leather jacket. I quickly changed and did my hair. When I walked out she was on her phone again.
