Luke's POV:
my eyes blinked and fluttered in the sunlight as I began to slowly take in my surroundings.
not my house.
not my bed.
ah.
Marnie.
her eyelids were loosely shut in a peaceful way but there were dried tears and stains from her makeup coating her tan cheeks. a couple of strands of hair were swept across her forehead and temples but it was in an incredibly matted state. I brushed some hair out of her face and kissed her forehead, gently. I smiled to myself as she lay her head on my chest and watched her mouth part and shut every time she took a breath.
then I remembered why I was here.
all the hate she'd been getting. it was just awful so I decided I wouldn't let her see anymore. I reached over to her bedside table and tried to unlock her phone.
HOW CAN I HELP, MARNIE😎.
SIRI practically screamed through the speakers. shut the fuck up, SIRI! she stirred a bit but just nestled back into my chest again. I opened her Twitter, Instagram, Facebook and everything like that and logged out of them so she wouldn't get anymore notifications. the last thing I wanted was for her to get any more hate. I wasn't surprised about how fast it had come in because we'd been seen together quite a lot which produced a lot of paparazzi opportunities.
her eyelashes started to flutter open as she woke up, slowly. she squinted into the sunlight, creeping through a crack in the curtains. "morning," I whispered, soothingly. her head darted up at the sound of my voice. she looked at me sadly. "hey." she mumbled. I put an arm round her shoulder and pulled her back into my side. "I look like crap, Luke. I need to get up," she half giggled. "come on, Marnieeee. just 5 more minutes, please?" I pulled her closer to me and she sighed. "fine. but just 5 more minutes."
we ended up laying in bed until about 2pm, snoozing and cuddling. "im so sorry about yesterday, Luke." she whispered shyly. "it's fine, I get it. just leave it, yeah? forget it happened."
"ok. and thanks for rescuing me last night." she laughed as she turned around to face me, running her petite fingers through my hair and blowing cool air onto my face. "it was my pleasure, Marnie."
she smiled.
she jolted up and slapped my chest, playfully. "right, mister. you need a shower!" she laughed dragging me off her bed. "noooooo. please," I groaned. "come on, young man."
"come on, young lady." I smirked. she yanked on my arm and I tumbled off the end of the bed. she stood there and laughed at me, in fits of giggles. "you okay there, young man." she choked between laughs. "you won't get away with this, young lady!" I shouted at her, getting up and chasing her around the room in my boxers. she squealed and jumped onto the bed, grabbing a pillow for defence. I sprung up on there aswell and started poking at her sides. she chautled and doubled over as she started to whack me with the pillow.
I then grabbed a pillow and started hitting her with it and then it just turned into a full blown pillow fight and we were laughing our tits off as she hid under the covers. then she popped out and started hitting my legs. then the feathers started spilling out of the cushion. and the same happened to mine.
soon, we were both dancing in the feathers, laughing and smiling and jumping around. it was a perfect moment with a perfect girl.
and for once in my life, I was perfectly happy.
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A/N: filler chapta sorry :/ lol cute coupleeee. i actually love Larnie. :))))))
~mimi xo
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