#79- You Hate Eachother But You Secretly Hook Up (Part 1)
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Ashton: You grinned, entering the club along with your best friend of seven years. Music pounded in your ears, and the smell of sweat and alcohol filled your nostrils. It's been a while since you last visited a club, and to say you've missed it was kind of an understatement. You weren't much of a party girl, but you liked having fun every once in a while. "There," the six foot four blonde pointed to the rest of his band members, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. You made your way to the three other Australian boys, with Luke's arm wrapped around you to keep you from getting lost in the crowd. "You made it!" Calum cheered, grabbing Luke to give him a bro hug, which in turn gave you an opportunity to slip away from Luke. "Who would miss a chance to get drunk, Cal?" You giggled, twirling strands of your hair with your index finger. Calum turned to you, his face brightening as he flashed you a huge smile. "Hey," he says, pulling you in for a hug. You laughed, whispering words into his ear, hugging him back. The boys were your best friends, since you saw them almost every single day. They were like brothers to you, and they felt exactly the same way you did - all except one, though. Luke, Calum and Michael were the ones who loved you like their own, but the eldest one, Ashton, didn't really like you enough to see you as a little sister. In fact, you were having seconds thoughts on coming to the celebration just because you knew Ashton was going to be here. The album reached number one in fourty-three countries a week after it's release, and the boys felt like celebrating tonight. You knew they just wanted an excuse to get drunk tonight as well, but you didn't really mind it cause you wanted to get wasted with them. You and Ashton hated each other with a passion, but you couldn't deny that you wanted to get it on with him. He's hot, you have to admit that at least but you can never admit it to him, nor to the boys. Not ever. "Let's get this party started!" Michael yelled, wrapping his arms around Luke and Ashton, making you laugh along with Calum. Needless to say, you ended up absolutely wasted tonight and you felt extremely horny from all the alcohol you've consumed as well. You grabbed the nearest boy and pulled him into the back room of the club, then proceeded to slam him up against the wall. Your lips found his neck, where you began to place lingering kisses, earning a soft moan from the boy above you. "I'm supposed to hate you," he mumbles, causing you to look up at him. You may have been drunk, but you're still sober enough to know that the boy you have pinned up against the wall was the boy you swore you hated. You weren't supposed to, like he said, but you just felt too horny today and you've always wanted to know what it was like to fuck Ashton, so you didn't dare stop. "And I'm supposed to hate you," You sucked on his collarbone, and his hands found their way to your bum, squeezing it lightly. "But honestly, I've always wanted to fuck you and run my nails down that amazing back of yours. So, do you still wanna do this or not?" You stopped to look straight into his eyes, and he used this opportunity to grab your shoulders. He slammed you against the wall this time, and he began to unbuckle his belt with a smirk, "Does this answer your question?"
Luke: Winter was arguably your most favorite time of the year. You absolutely loved the snow, and the extremely low temperature. The cold meant that it was the time for hot chocolate, jumpers and cuddling - these were your favorite things about winter. The downside of winter of course, was the extreme cold as well. Some days, the temperature would drop dramatically and your teeth would chatter due to the extreme cold. Today was unfortunately one of those days, you were curled up on your bed, hugging your body. The temperature was below zero, and you were expecting it to drop even more during the day. You pulled the covers closer, but your hands were still as cold as ice. You let out a breath, eyes widening at the sight of my own breath in the air. Rubbing your hands together, you heard some footsteps draw nearer. You thought it was your mother, but you were taken aback when you saw your frenemy - Luke Hemmings. You didn't get along with Luke really well, but you were forced to because he was here almost every single day. He was your brother's best friend, and that meant that you have to see his face all the time. Luke was actually a really nice guy, the two of you just got off at the wrong foot, and now you were constantly trying to tear out each other's faces. He was okay most of the time though, you'd only usually want to punch his face in when he makes a really snide remark. "What are you doing here?" You murmured, breathing on your hands to keep them warm. He didn't answer your question though, but instead, he rolled his eyes and walked towards you. He took a seat on your bed, and crawled closer to where you were, your heart racing. He was hovering over you by now, a smile plastered on his flawless face. "I'm here to warm myself up. I hope you don't mind?" He grins, pressing kisses all over your neck. You sucked in a breath, "What do you mean by warming yourself up?" Pulling away slightly, his pale blue eyes caught yours. "I meant, warming our bodies up. I think you already know what I'm gonna do, you aren't stupid." He was right, you already knew what he wanted and it was pretty reasonable as well. You could feel your body heat up just by his touch, what more if you managed to do the deed with him? You didn't know if you should agree to it or not, but you were already desperate for heat right now. What have you got to lose? You shoved the covers off you and smirked, pushing him down so you were now hovering over him. You placed a leg on either side of his body, pulling your sweater off yourself before swooping down, capturing his lips with your own. You reached down, palming him with a smirk on your face. You watched his eyes widen at your sudden touch, and you felt your heart beating rapidly against your chest. You slowly unzipped his pants, pushing the piece of fabric that hindered you from his glory. You finally managed to grab him, earning a quiet moan from the boy beneath you. You began to pump him slowly, then picked up speed after a few minutes. You watched, feeling contented with yourself as the look on his face was absolutely euphoric - you felt good knowing you were the one who caused that. You stopped pumping him, and worked on getting your sweatpants off your lower half. You tossed it aside, along with your underwear and let out a moan when you felt his tip against your entrance. "This means nothing, got it?" He hisses, grabbing your hips while you nodded in return. "Fuck yes," You lined him up at your entrance, sinking down while your eyes were trained on him. That's right, you're fucking your brother's best friend for body heat. This meant absolutely nothing to the both of you. Nothing at all.
