A/N: I added a video of 5sos playing pizza bc I thought it was cute(the intro anyways)so yeah enjoy the chapter. ;).
_The walk home was silent, Luke's hand was still on my back. It was warm and it relaxed me in some way. It stopped raining a few minutes ago and the breeze was cool, my only source of heat was his hand and his wet flannel.
We approached his house and ran up the steps of his porch. He took his hand away to get his keys, he unlocked the door and we entered his warm house.
We walked into the kitchen, there was a note taped to the cookie jar. Luke pilled it off and read it aloud.
Luke, have fun over the weekend. No parties or girls over. I baked some cookies and their is some food and snacks in the fridge, enjoy. Make sure you keep my house clean and don't burn it down. Love uuuu! Money's under the jar ;)
-Mum oxox
"Aw, Liz is so sweet. I wish my mum made cookies for me." He laughed.
"She is, huh. If only I could have a party though." He joked
"But then you couldn't be with me." I pouted.
"I think I could live with that." I hit his arm. "Ow, I was only kidding."
"You better be."
"Yeah, whatever." He grabbed a banana and ate it in three bites. Now that, was a talent. "Let's get out of these wet clothes."
" 'kay" I said. I followed luke down the hall into his room. His room was the same way that it had always been. Clothes on the floor, a couple of food wrappers, and papers that he didn't bother to pick up. I can't complain though mines not much better.
He opened his drawer, he pulled out two pairs of sweats and a shirt. "Here." He threw the shirt and a pair of sweats at me.
"Well, thanks. You could of just handed them to me Mr. Gentleman."
"There's no fun in that." He chuckled I just shrugged. He pulled off his band tee and threw it on the ground, he quickly pulled his skinnes off and put on with his sweats. I didn't even realize I was staring. "Is your view nice." He asked.
"Nah, I've seen better."
"No one is better than Luke Hemmings."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night." He just shrugged leaving me looking at his bare stomach. Was he working out and not telling me!!!
"I'm gonna go order a pizza for us alright, get changed."
"Okay." I quickly got dressed and folded my clothes neatly, I kept his flannel even though it was still a little wet. I pulled my hair into a ponytail while I entered the living room. Luke was on his phone, typing away with a shirt on from who knows where. "Watcha doin?"
"What do you think?" He chuckled.
"Well you should be singing me a song."
"We'll get to that."
"We better."
"Now let's watch a movie, the pizza won't be here for another 20." He said looking at his wrist where his imaginary watch was.
"Fine."I sat beside him. He picked out a movie no other than Mean Girls, what a surprise Luke. We watched for a few minutes until there was a knock on the door. Luke got up to open it grabbing money from under the cookie jar.
"Madison, you have a visitor." He called.
I got up to go to the door, who would come over here for me? How did they even know I was here? Why do I always have to be bothered, I can never have a peaceful day, can I? When I saw who was at the door I stopped in my tracks.
That was not the fucking pizza guy.
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