Stepbrother: Luke Hemmings |a.u.|

Later

"I won't, Taylor. I promise."

I try to move, but Luke won't let go. I speak softly.
"Luke, I have to go back to my room."
"Oh, okay." He says even softer. I start to get up and he grabs my wrist.
"I'm really sorry, Taylor . . . for everything." He says. I grab my clothes and walk out of the door. I trail down the long hallway and enter my room. Shit. I wasn't supposed to let it happen again. But I did. I can't take it back. I don't want to, but I know I believe Luke. Am I being naive? Am I being dumb . . . again? As I'm leaning against the door, I feel the door opening.
"Taylor . . . can you sleep in my room tonight?" He whispers.
"Luke, I don't wanna get cau-"
"Please. I need you to sleep in here with me." He pleas desperately.
"Okay." I comply. I walk back down the hallway and climb into Luke's bed. He climbs in after me and wraps his long arm around my body. I turn towards him and rest my head on his chest.
"What have you done to me, Taylor?" Luke says. I pull in a little closer and hold him. I hope he stays like this. I hope he doesn't turn into, what I now call, the old Luke.

*The next morning*

I wake up and see a sleeping Luke. I tiptoe out of his room and head downstairs. My mom is already at the office, I guess. I grab an apple and my phone. I hear Luke walking down the stairs.
"Good morning, Taylor"
"Good morning." I reply. He leans down and kisses my forehead. What the hell?
"Luke, are you okay?" I'm really confused.
"Taylor, I'm really happy we fixed things." He says as he sits down.
"Really? I am too, Luke." I reach across the table and place my hand on his. I stand up and start walking towards the trash can. Luke grabs me and pulls me onto his lap.
"Not now, Luke. C'mon you haven't even brushed your teeth yet" I say. He completely ignores what I say and pulls me in for a kiss. I don't reject him and return the sudden affection. The kiss gets more intense as I straddle Luke's lap. I pull away from Luke.
"What are you doing, Taylor?" He asks.
"I said not now and I meant it!" I jokingly scold him. I get off of his lap and continue to throw my half eaten apple away. I walk past Luke again in my boy-shorts and head upstairs.
"Stop looking at my ass, Lucas." I say as I walk away. I open the bathroom door and start brushing my teeth.
"Sing! Oh oh oh woah oh oh oh woah oh woah!" I start singing Ed Sheeran's hit (quite badly). I start doing a little dance while I do my normal routine. I bend down to spit out my mouthwash and jump when I see Luke in my reflection.
"That's cute, Taylor." He says. I turn around.
"Shut the hell up." I say as I playfully push him.
"Did you just- No. I know you didn't!" Luke jokes.
"I kinda did." I joke with sass.
"Bet you won't do it again." Luke almost dares me. As soon as my hand makes contact with his chest, Luke grabs me and puts me on the sink.
"Now?" He asks and I nod. He viciously attacks my lips while I wrap my arms around his neck. His lips soon attach to my neck, earning a small moan from me. He leave a small love mark under my ear and returns to my lips. I ruffle my hands in his blonde hair. I wrap my legs around his body to get more friction between us. In the midst of all of this, I hear my name being called. I pull away and hop off of the sink.
"Later." I whisper and go downstairs.
"Yes, mother?" I answer.
"Nothing really. I just wanted to see you. Anything you want to talk about?" She questions.
"Um. No . . .?"
"That's okay. It's just- um . . . Can I ask you something?" Her expression changes.
"Shoot it at me, mom."
This is most likely one of those "I want to get to know you questions". Ones that usually are along the lines of:
• Are there any boys you like?
• How are your grades?
• Is [insert name] still your friend? You haven't talked about them in a while.
She pauses and ponders.
"What did you need, mom?" She's gonna start to annoy me. She stays silent.
"Mom! What did you-"
"Why were you in Luke's bed this morning, Taylor?" She asks.
Holy shit.
"W-what?" I stutter.
"I walked in this morning and you were in the same bed as Luke. Why is that?" She's very serious.
"Oh. You see, I saw a bug in my room,"
"A bug?" She asks sarcastically.
"Yes, a massive bug in my room. So I asked Luke if I could stay with him, ya know, because of this massive bug. He told me to sleep on the floor, but I got in the bed because the floor would've been really uncomfortable." I lie straight through my teeth.
"Taylor, you know you can always tell me the truth." She's suspicious. Fuck.
"I know that, mom. Do you really think LUKE out of all people would offer me a spot in his bed?" Yes.
"I suppose not." She chuckles.
"How silly is that?" She chuckles a little harder. Phew. We're gonna have to be a little more careful. We laugh for a little longer before I go upstairs. I walk into Luke's room.
"Holy shit." I start.
"What? What happened?"
"She saw me in your bed this morning." I finish. He jumps up.
"Holy shit. Really?" He whispers.
"Yeah. We have to be more careful. What if she hadn't believed me? I had to lie, Luke." I start turning into the gets-straight-A's-does-the-right-thing Taylor.
"Taylor, relax." Luke says as he grabs my shoulders.
"Okay. Okay." I say. He leans down and tilts my head up.
"C'mon, Luke. My mom is here."
"C'mon, Taylor. Give me one kiss. Just one." He pleads. I agree and lean up to plant a kiss on his pink lips.

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