Divergent sauce

mornings suk

Aimee's pov:
I woke up in Luke's bed, he let me stay the night. I smile brightly and turn to Luke, who was fast asleep. I poked his cheek repeatedly to wake him so we could get breakfast. He stirred awake, glaring at me for waking him.

"Wake uppp, I'm hungry" I laugh into his chest as he pushes me away with a groan. "Get away, I'm sleeping." He mutters. "Fine. But I'm taking the blanket with me" I grin pulling away the blankets exposing him to the cold morning air.

He jumps up, grabs me and the blankets to the bed and flops down on top of me, pulling my back into his chest, in a tight embrace. His breath tickling my neck, as he pushes away my hair.

I try to pull away to go shower but he holds me tighter. "Just lay here for a sec babe." He rasps, closing his eyes. I shake my head, making him groan as I remove his hands from my waist and jump up. He didn't stop me as I entered his bathroom, locking the door behind me.

At least it was initiates day off, Saturday's are the best. I run the warm water, washing my hair thoroughly. I Wonder what Luke had planned for us today.

Luke's pov:
Aimee finished her shower and got dressed, so we walked out, hand in hand to get breakfast. Before we entered the hall, Aimee pulled her hand away from mine. Obviously to keep away the rumors, I understood.

I go and sit with Andy, telling him about my plans with Aimee today. He smiled and shook his head, "don't hurt my little sister Luke." And with that he got up, exiting the mess hall.

Aimee had no idea what we were doing today, and I'd like to keep it a surprise. She dressed in a casual black sweater and skinny jeans, but she managed to look so stunning. I couldn't wait till she sees what we're doing today.

Ashton's pov:
I wake up with Kayla leaning against my chest, drooling slightly. I laughed, and kissed her, causing her to stir awake. She yawns, cuddling further into my chest. I could stay like this all day. But unlike her, I didn't get a break.

I get up from our cuddling spot, making my way to start chores. She sits up, frowning at my work state. "You need a break." She says, stating the obvious. "Let's sneak you out." She whispers, grinning. "Unless you're too chicken."

I laugh and agree, as she pulls me out of the kitchen I'd been coped up in for weeks. "Let's do something fun" she smirks, pulling me along.