Mr. Badboy 》luke hemmings

1.2

"Pssst"

"Bella!"

"What the hell?" I whispered to myself in shock. I kept quiet to see if I was losing it, or something.

"Bella!"

I jumped off my bed, tip toeing hoping that the wooden floors wouldn't creek as I walk on it, waking my parents up. I stop at my tracks to see someone outside my window. I froze in place, trying to get a good look whoever it was at the window.

"L-luke?" I muttered to myself, with my eyes squinting, so I could get a better look at the tall, blonde person.

I mouthed him, 'front door', pointing down to signal him to go there.

Why is Luke at my house at 3 in the morning? Most importantly, how did he know here I live?

I slowly opened my door, making minimum to no noises as possible. I quickly tip toed down the stairs, making a few squeaks. Once I reached downstairs, I slowly walk to the front door, wiping my sweaty, and clammy palms on my shirt.

one...two...three

I opened the door and stared at Luke, giving him a weird glance. He walks up to me and pushing me against the wall, pinning me to it with his warm, and rough hands.

"Bella." Luke whispers my name, as he leans closer to me.

"Bella." Our lips brush past each others ever so slightly.

"Yes, Luke?"

"Wake up."

"Bella, if you don't wake up I will push you off of this bed." My eyes shot open to and all I could see was my purple ceiling. It was all a fucking dream.

"Hurry up or you'll be late for school, Bell." My mom exits the room, not bother to fully closing the door, which, is making me cringe.

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"Did you guy's finish the project for Lester?" Michael puts down his burger on then paper plate and looks at us.

"Shit, I forgot" I put my fingers on the temples of my forehead. How could I forgot it's due tomorrow, I didn't even start it.

"I finished mines, last week." Luke stares the table, putting the burger in his mouth. "You better finish it." He adds, glancing at me.

Since when did the bad boy did his homework.  I rolled my eyes and grabbed my burger and shoved it in my mouth (A/N don't think wrong.)  

"What did you guys write about?" Michael coughed in between, taking a sip of his water.  Luke rolled his eyes, "Idiot, I can't tell you since Bella's here."  Luke stares at Michael who's eating his burger silently.

"Fine." Michael turns his eyes to look into mines.  "Bella, cover you're ears.  And Luke whisper it to me, or something."  

Luke looks at me and rolls his eyes at Michael.  He leans forward to his ears, and takes a small glance a at me to make sure I was covering my ears, which I was, and whispers something to Michael that made him smile and looked at me.

I rolled my eyes, because I really wanted to know what his project was about.

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omf so sowwy this was short.  sowwy, I haven't been updating this story!  School is a bitch, so theres your answer.

-megan