My One Night Stand// l.h

Luke

"So you're finally manning the fuck up." I rolled my eyes at Michael.

"I was never not a man I was just waiting." I told him again. Michael just snorted and waved me away.

"There's no waiting when it comes to sex. Especially if she asks you to have sex with her." He continued, un-pausing his video game as the sound of gunfire and explosions filled the room.

"I wanted to wait." I said with a shrug.

"You weren't scared or something were you?" Michael asked, not looking up from his game. When I didn't reply, the game was paused again. Michael turned around completely in his seat to stare at me. "Were you?" He asked again.

"Well.." I said slowly, drawing out the L as I rubbed the back of my neck.

"Luke!" Michael exclaimed.

"What?" I asked, throwing my hands up and dropping them back down to my sides. "I can't even remember our one night stand. I can't remember what she said or what we did. All I remember is the trivial stuff." I murmured, sitting down next to him on the couch. His eyes followed me as I walked.

"What trivial stuff?" Michael asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Like the moonlight. How hard it was to get my jeans off." I grumbled. Michael groaned, his head tipping back to hit the back of the couch.

"You're so vanilla." He grumbled.

"I'm not vanilla." I muttered, crossing my arms defiantly.

"You so are. You're such a.." Michael began, searching for a word. "You're a gentleman." He said, snapping his fingers and pointing at me. I gave him a funny look.

"And that's a bad thing?" I questioned. Michael rolled his eyes.

"No it's not a bad thing there's just.. There are times to be a gentleman and times not to be a gentleman. You get me?" I shrugged before replying.

"I guess."

"Sex, is not a time to be a gentleman." I scoffed. "I would know I'm an expert at it." I laughed that time. Pretty hard too. Michael hit my arm. "Oh shut up." He muttered, going back to his game. "So are you going over to her place?" Michael questioned.

"Yeah." I replied as I stood up.

"Well, go get her Luke. I'm sure you'll do fine." I smirked.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence." I said, walking back to my room.

"Anytime bud." Michael called back to me.

Running a hand through my hair for what was probably the twentieth time since I exited the shower, I continued to stare at my reflection in the mirror. I don't know what I was trying to do exactly, pump myself up? It was just sex. I've had it before with other girls who I liked, loved even so I don't know why this night with Camillia was making me so nervous.

Maybe it's because she's the one.

I shook my head, trying to clear my mind of such a ridiculous notion. I had only known her for two weeks. How could I know if she was the one or not?

Being with her just felt right though. Like I had spent my entire life waiting for this. My entire existence was leading up to this, meeting Camilla and being with her. And if that's all I was put on this earth to do, it seemed like a pretty good life to me.

"Luke!" Michael called, rapping his knuckles on the bathroom door. "You're going to be late if you wait much longer." I waisted, there was more to that sentence. "And I have to use the bathroom." He complained. I laughed lowly, giving my reflection one last look before opening the door and letting him in. "Thank god." Michael murmured, walking past me.