Immortal Protector [l.r.h] (A.U.)

Eighteen

Answer this question honestly: Do you guys like my writing?

     I mean, I'm not blaming any of you for not reading my book, but I hope that the next chapter will get more reads since everyone has legit been waiting for it. :)

     Enjoy!

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"Pizza's almost ready!" I heard Rose shout from the kitchen.

     I had gone upstairs to the bedroom to give her space, and had been scrolling through my phone to keep myself busy. I jumped up from the bed when I heard this, my face nearly meeting the ground as I did so. I opened the door, running out into the hallway. I grabbed the doorknob and pulled the door shut, then running down the hallway to the stairs case.

     I jumped all five stairs, landing on the floor with a thud. My feet stung as I rang into the kitchen, seeing that Calum was already seated at the table, eating a slice of pizza. I frowned at this. I was determined to be the first one, but I guess Calum beat me. I then looked at Rose.

     Holy shit...

     Her long, wavy, brown hair was swept up into a messy ponytail, and the apron that she had on was covered with a little bit of pizza sauce and flour. There was cheese dust on her fingertips, and her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows.

     She looked really hot.

     Come on, Luke! Get it together!

     I mentally slapped myself, nearing my beautiful yet messy girlfriend. I wrapped my arms around her from behind as she cut the pizza into individual pieces, placing one slice on paper plates. There were four plates that haven't been taken yet, but I guess that one was for me.

     "How's it going?" I asked her as she put the pizza cutter down. She turned around in my arms, pressing a kiss to my nose. I scrunched my face up as she did this, and she giggled at me.

     "It's going well," she told me, smiling at me. I released her figure as she went over to the sink, washing her hands before grabbing a tall glass from the cupboard. She poured some milk into the glass before handing it to me. "Pizza tastes best when you have milk with it."

     "Does it?" She nodded, walking over to the plates and picking one up. She walked over to the table and set it down, patting the chair, signaling that it was for me.

     "Yes, it does." She went behind me, and gave me a slight push toward the table. I took that as to go sit down. I did, setting my glass down by my plate. "It took a while to make, but it was worth it. Now, just need Mike and Ash to-"

     Just as she finished saying their names, they came rushing into the kitchen. There was a hungry look settled upon Michael's face, and a satisfied one on Ashton's when he saw the well-cooked pizza on the plates. Rose giggled at both of them.

     "Hi, guys," said Rose as she grabbed two more plates, leaving the last one for herself. She handed them the pizza, then gave them each a cup of milk. "Pizza is always best with milk."

     "Thank you," Ashton said politely, walking over to the table and sitting down next to Calum. I saw Michael begin inching away back toward the hallway with his milk and pizza in hand, but Rose caught sight of him.

     "Please eat with us, Michael." Michael froze at the sound of her voice, then slowly turned around. "The video games aren't going to go anywhere."