Thirty-Five || Upset

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Angelina Woods.

"Oh baby, baby, baby, Oh baby, baby, baby." I sang to Emma around the house. It was about nine in the morning and Luke was still sleeping so I decided to chill with Em. "You like that song don't you, Em?"

She just closed her eyes and opened them revealing her big blue eyes she had just like her fathers. I kissed Em's tiny little head before I sat down on the couch and rocked her. Once she was asleep I put her back to bed and got a cup of coffee.

I jumped when Luke wrapped his arm's around me and kissing my neck. "Jesus you scared me you ass." I laughed turning around. Luke pressed me against the counter as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, slowly. He stood before me in just his boxers. It was a really good sight.

"Morning, love." Luke smiled before stealing my coffee and went to the bedroom again.

"Luke! That's mine! Give it back you big meanie." I pouted walking to him and trying to get it back but he held it up to the ceiling so I couldn't get it because of height. I rolled my eyes and went back to the bedroom and made myself another coffee, going into the bedroom. Luke was on the bed with his laptop in his lap and drinking the coffee which was mine.

I sat down next to him and rested my head against his shoulder looking at him as he was looking at emails. "What do you want to do today?" I asked as I rubbed his arm.

He shrugged. "I don't know. I might have to go to work for a few hours. There's problems their having with something. I keep getting email's from different stations. Mostly Michael's." Luke sighed, closing the laptop and setting it aside before he pulling me even closer to him and kissed the top of my head. "I'm sorry, princess."

"It's okay, don't worry I understand." I said softly. Even though I did really understand at the same time I really didn't like it. It was the morning, we're supposed to be spending time as a family right now. Not discussing problems at his job. I let out a soft sigh before I pulled and drank my coffee.

After more emails came in, Luke left the apartment leaving me and Emma alone. I laid in bed for a while longer before I got Emma in her car seat and drove to Tiana and Calum's place.

* * * * * *

"Where's Calum?" I asked as Emma and I walked inside their apartment.

"At work too." She laughed after I sat down on the couch and scooped Em out her carseat, bouncing her in my arms as she stared around the apartment.

I laughed with her. "I should have known. But don't you ever just get a little. . . mad at him because he's leaving like Luke is for work or is it just me?"

"I think it's just you. It's probably because you guys have a little new born and are now engaged. I pray for you guys, but I'm pretty sure you guys will be okay planning everything out. It's a little bit more than you can chew." Tiana shrugged as I placed the baby in the play crib with Dom.

We started to chat more and more until my phone started to vibrate inside my jeans. I pulled out to see a notification for a text message from Luke.

lukey💓: hey babe hows you and the baby?

I slid my finger across the screen and responded. 'okay, we're with aunty tiana and cousin dom'. I turned my phone back off and T and I started to play with the kids for a while then watched The Fosters.

During the marathon, Luke and I would go back and forth texting, letting me know what was going on at work and if he'll be out soon. After hanging out with Tiana for a bit I decided to let her take care of Dominique now so we said bye and went back home.

When I walked inside the apartment I saw Luke in the kitchen cooking. "Dammit, I was hoping you wouldn't come home yet so I can finish this." He laughed once he saw me. After I put Em down in her crib I went to him and kissed his cheek. "I made lunch for us, I hope you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all. Whatcha making anyways?" I asked as I grabbed a sliced piece of cheese that he was cutting on the chopping board smiling up at him.

"Burgers." He answered showing me his creation.

"Look's good, I can't wait to eat, I'm getting hungry again anyways." I washed my hands and then we both ate on the counter. "We should start planning the wedding, like start with the small things."

He put his plate down and leaned to my ear kissing it softly. "Or we can have sex on the couch." A smirk was plastered on his lips for a short time but quickly replaced with him laughing. I rolled my eyes and slapped his arm.

"Luke I'm serious!" I whined hopping off the counter and cleaning my plate.

"I am too." I turned around and looked at him with a blank face. "Okay, okay. We can have sex and plan the wedding."

I walked to him and wrapped my arms around his neck as his arms went around my waist, pulling me between his legs, pressing our noses together. "Or how about we have no sex and plan the wedding. Why are you so horny right now?" I laughed and pecked his lips.

"Because I've been thinking about that fine ass of yours." Luke smirked, sliding his hand down my bum, sending chills down my spine.

"Fuck you Hemmings."

"Fuck me Woods."

"Luke!" I squealed and pulled away. "How about we make out and then plan the wedding, happy?" He smiled wide and nodded. Luke grabbed my hands and we went to the couch. He sat down first before I climbed on his lap, straddling his lap as I kissed his neck slowly. A deep throat came from his throat as my lips moved along his neck.

He grabbed my chin and smashed my lips with his, kissing me hungrily making me giggle quietly but slightly turned on at the same time. But I was keeping my promise. We probably made out for ten minuets until I tired him out and we where able to finally plan the wedding.

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ugh i feel like this story is going down hill i feel like I'm a terrible writer now like i lost my touch someone please help me i don't like this feeling at all because i want to make you guy all very happy and i really want this story to do really good like yeah this story was getting crazy shit reads in the beginning but it's like its just stopped.

im so sorry I'm saying this shit and are like mad at me but ugh this is how i feel I'm so so so so sorry guys I'm not ending this story here but this is just how i feel right now about whats going on because i don't feel like right about what I've been writing

again, i feel like I'm loosing my touch with writing and seriously, i hate that because i love the idea of writing stories from ideas you get from being inspired by people or things

anyways sigh yeah I'm sorry okay I'm gonna shut up now bye

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