Take You - Janoskians

Chapter 19

A/N: hiiiiiiii lovelies  

ok sorry for not updating for like ages I'm so not cut out for this shit woah anyway comment and vote because otherwise I feel unmotivated and I seriously love you guys BUT I NEED INSPIRATION SRSLY LIKE PLS also did you guys see Luke's omelet (oops editing this now fukn autocorrect OMEGLE* hahaha) adventure ah fuck I just love him so much like ughhh he is so adorable (along with the others but like, seriously, Luke, stop)  

also the rest of chapter 18 is done and up so check that out  

also I meant to update for the twins birthday but I wanted it to be really good before I updated (because i have a gr8 plan for their birthday chapter yay) and I wanted it to be actually set on their birthday and I just couldn't catch up lol I tried but my new mission is to catch up woohoo anyway luv u guys xx

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"Jess, I'm going.. See you later!" Luke yells. I groan. "You've only been here for half an hour!"  

"I know but I have to go." he says, popping his head in my door. I am sitting on my bed, finishing an English essay that I must say, I am acing. I push my hair out of my face and look at him. "I gotta go, babe." he says. I mumble an okay. he walks out. there is a pause before the door slams. "I love you!" he calls. "I love you too, Lukey Poo. now go and do your secret shit." I mutter to myself.

Day after day Luke blows me off, not telling me where he is going, until I get mad and decide to find out myself. I hear the door slam and I sit on the edge of Luke's bed, listening for his footsteps down the hall.  

"Oh.. uh.. Jess, I was not prepared for you, shit."  

"that's okay." I say sweetly, beaming up at him. "so.." I stand up, trailing a fingertip along his chest. "where've you been.... babe?" he looks startled. little does he know his impending doom. I mean what.  

"uh Jess maybe you should go ho-"  

"shhh." I cut him off, gently pushing him onto his bed.  

he makes a small sound. I sit on top of him, straddling him.  

"so Luke.." I say, leaning down. "where were you just now?"  

he gapes and stutters out "Uh-m.. shopping."  

"shopping? hm, whatever for?" I ask innocently.  

"Tuna." he tries to say casually.  

"Tuna?" I question.  

"Dammit.." he mumbles.  

"Luke?" I say, lifting the hem of my shirt up.  

"uh.. yeah?" he watches intently as I pull my shirt up.  

"where were you.. actually?"  

he looks frustrated.  

"um.." in one swift motion, I pull my shirt up over my head. he stares. i motion for him to continue. "um.." he gulps. I finger the strap of my red lacy bra.  

"I can't tell you?" he looks nervous.  

I jump off of him and whip my shirt back on as he groans. "Dammit Luke, where are you sneaking off to? I feel like I can't trust you any more and besides, you're my boyfriend and i don't want to be clingy but can't we hang out a little? I miss you and can I even trust you? i mean where are you going and why are you lying to me about it?" I yell, burying my face in my hands. "Oh.. Jess.." he stands up and gathers me into his arms.  

"don't tell anyone I told you, but.. we're planning a surprise party for your birthday." he murmurs against my ear. I look up at him, shocked. "you..? Oh, baby." I say, pecking him on the mouth. "You are the best boy ever." he grins cheekily. "Yeah, I get that a lot." he gloats. I laugh and kiss him.

2nd of December, 11:59 pm

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESS!" Everybody yells. I smile, wild with happiness and let them all engulf me in a hug. Luke kisses my forehead and whispers in my ear, "Happy birthday beautiful."  

"Thanks lover boy." I smile back.  

"So now that you're finally 17, we can include you in our secret We're Older Than Justin Bieber club." James chimes.  

"Isn't Justin Bieber 18?" I glare.  

James laughs loudly and abruptly. "Honey, I do not give a single fuck how old Justin Bieber is." he grins. "Oh.. good to know." I laugh. 

"So, now you guys have to stop hanging shit on me for being the youngest, 'cause I'm the same age as Cece, James, Jai, and of course Lukey Pookey Boo," I say, exaggerating his hated and hilarious nickname. The room choruses in arguments against my statement.  

"You're still 17 honey don't get cocky." Beau says with a cheeky smile.  

"OH? SHUT UP BEAU IT'S MY BIRTHDAY." I jokingly yell.

The party slowly subdues into sitting around in the living room telling stories. Hilariously, Beau and Lydia have slunk away and we can hear them... you know... in tHE NEXT ROOM. ugh. well, I guess I'm kind of a hypocrite, hehehe. thinking about the other day with Luke gets me blushing and smiling. It was the furthest I've ever been with a guy. ever. and Luke is special to me. he just makes everything perfect, like this party. perfect. all perfectly planned by my perfect boyfriend. I smilingly look over at him to catch him looking at me lovingly. I just want to grab him and kiss him all over his perfect face. He motions for me to come with him. I follow him into the kitchen.  

"Are you absolutely loving your birthday?" he asks, getting a can of coke out of the fridge and leaning up against the bench.  

"absolutely." I answer, lifting myself to sit across from him on the bench.  

"Good. you look smokin'"  

I look down at myself. I'm wearing a cargo green short dress and grey socks. "Ha ha ha, creep."  

"Hey! not really, cause I'm your boyfriend." he crumples up the coke can and chucks it in the bin.  

"Mm, unfortunately." he looks offended and I grin. 

"I hate you." he says as I wrap my arms around his neck. "AND I'm not a creep."  

"You're a creep and I hate you too." I smile as I press my lips to his.

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A/N: awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. 

I think I should kill someone off.