Boy Next Door~ l.h

Ch. 31

Chapter 31
Lesley's POV

"How about we paint the living room a light grey color and our bedroom a teal color?" I asked Luke.

"How about we paint our living room bright blue and our bedroom black?"

"You may be punk rock but I'm Tumblr," I said making him chuckle.

"Okay, can you at least do a dark color for the bedroom?" He asked.

"How about a dark grey?"

Luke and I were on our way to a home improvement store to find paint for our apartment. But he and I had different visions of the place.

"Yeah, yeah that could work, I like that."

"Good. Because I already ordered two cans of dark grey paint last night off of the store website." I giggled.

"LES," Luke shouted, laughing.

"What?! You agreed to it!"

"What if I didn't agree to it?"

"I would give it to your mom because she wants to paint her living room grey as well," I said with sass. He smiled and turned onto a weird street.

"Babe, the store is that way," I said pointing behind us.

"I have to make a stop somewhere first," he said with a cheeky grin.

I nodded and looked out the window. Old, broken down buildings were everywhere. No windows, tons of graffiti, homeless people staying in them. Basically we were in the hood.

"What are you doing, getting drugs or something?" I asked making him laugh.

"No! I told you, I have to stop somewhere," Luke laughed.

"Where?"

"I can't tell you," he said with a cheeky grin. I sighed and looked out the window. I watched as the buildings turned into trees.

"Where the f*ck are we going? Are you taking me to the middle of no where so you can murder me?" I asked after a while.

"Totally," he said sarcastically. He handed me a black scarf from the back. "Tie this around your eyes."

"Oh lord, going all Christian Grey on me?" I laughed, doing as I was told.

"If you want it to be," he said in a seductive voice, making me burst out laughing. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

"Why, you afraid I can see?"

"Just answer the d*mn question," he jokingly yelled.

"Umm," I opened my eyes, trying to see. But I could see nothing. "Five?"

"No. Good!"

I pouted and rested my head against the seat. I felt Luke's hand grab my hand and we intertwined our fingers. He kissed the top of my hand and sat our hands down.

"I would like to know where I am going with a crazy guy that likes girls blindfolded. So, can you pretty, pretty, please tell me where we're going?" I asked him, sitting in the darkness.

"No. Don't you like surprises?" he asked me.

"I f*ck*ng hate them." I said bluntly.

"Well this should go over well than." I heard Luke mumble. I giggled and I felt the car stop.

"Are we there?" I asked.

"Not exactly. We got a while to walk."

"The h*ll, Luke? I swear if you are going to do something crazy to me, I'm gonna cut your d*ck off." I said, as he pulled me out of the car.