tomboy ▪ hemmings

20.

((lots of ideas, but so little time to write)) fluff

ANDREA'S POV

hand in hand, Luke and I drove in silence back home. it wasn't as awkward like before, because now we know it was just us tired from today's trip. it was a silent comfort. we were just simply enjoying each other's company.

I followed behind him as we slipped in the house, and Adam was watching telly with Liz beside him.

"Andy! Luke!" he ran to me and hugged my thigh before going over to Luke and tugging on his shirt. Luke allowed access for Adam to climb up on his shoulders and Luke just played along. I laughed at the sight and Liz was watching us from afar. I couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed knowing that she might've understood what was happening between Luke and I.

no, she couldn't know. this relationship couldn't go anywhere. we were siblings. that was that.

Liz smiled like the Cheshire cat and I looked hesitantly at the stairs, making my way upstairs without wanting to bother anyone along the way.

I switched the lights on and I sat on my bed, grabbing my phone from the back pocket only to flick through the pictures that Luke and I took together. he said they were called 'selfies'. I smiled at all of them, and decided to lock my phone before laying on my back.

I decided to hit a quick shower and I claimed my comfortable baggy sweatpants with my dad's shirt that hung loose on a shoulder. it was quite a relief to escape those skinny jeans after a long day in them.

I decided to go downstairs and grab some snacks or other refreshments to spend time with Liz and Adam. but before I could stroll down the stairs to do so, I found Luke standing at the door of my room.

"oh, Luke, hi." I stuttered, slightly taken aback.

he smiled, before looking at me. "were you just walking out?"

I nodded, and he smiled. "Liz and Adam got in bed. they're hitting the hay."

my eyes widened, "shit, Adam!" I ran out of the room, and found him already tucked in bed. I frowned but walked over to him and kissed him goodnight before walking back to my room.

Luke was on my bed, scrolling through his phone. he was wearing a different shirt, and he had his boxers on with some ankle length socks. I laughed, and that attracted his attention. he tossed his phone aside, and looked at me.

"are you mad?"

I frowned, "what?"

"I don't know, just thought you'd be mad for tucking Adam in." he scratched the back of his neck, and I shook my head.

"no, not mad." I smiled, "thankful, most probably."

he grinned at me, and I laughed nervously. what was he doing in my room anyways?

"yeah, anyways I dropped in to say goodnight," he smiled, "so, yeah I should get going to my room."

frankly speaking, I swore I saw a glimpse of nervousness in his voice. I nodded, before standing by the door and he was just a step away from me.

he leaned down and my breath hitched slightly. he pecked my cheek, and I found myself blushing at the brief contact.

"goodnight Andrea."

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that night, I found myself awake at the 3 in the morning, rolling and rolling in bed. I couldn't sleep, and it wasn't really because of some nightmares. maybe it was because of how amazing Luke was treating me earlier that day, or maybe because I miss my parents. I wasn't really sure.

but when I heard a soft knock on my door, I immediately found myself looking at the boy with the blue eyes again.

"shit, you're awake." he murmured before trying to turn around.

"Luke," I squinted my eyes slightly as it was dark, "what the hell are you doing?"

he scratched the back of his head and slumped his shoulders in defeat. "I couldn't sleep, so I wondered if I could get a cuddle buddy?"

my heart literally leapt at his words, and I couldn't help but let out a giggle.

"yeah," I murmured, adjusting the covers, "c'mere."

he walked over and slipped in next to me, his legs bare with my covered ones. he tangled his long legs with mine, and I couldn't help but squeal at his arms circling my waist. he laughed in my ear, and I couldn't help but like this feeling. the warmth that his body gave me made me feel surreal, I liked it. hell, I loved it.

he was looking at me, as I could feel his eyes burning onto the side of my head. I turned slightly to meet his blue eyes, and I smiled. "what?"

"why were you still awake?" he asked, and I shrugged. then I realized he probably couldn't see me since it was dark.

"I don't really know. just a little thinking." I answered honestly.

"you can talk to me," he squeezed my hips and reassured him with a smile.

"it's just loads of emotions, and it's all mixed together. I mean I'm happy, but I miss my parents and it just hurts sometimes." I stayed silent after that, and I felt him shift under me.

he kissed my temple, and buried his face in my hair, and as awkward as it was - it felt good. it felt amazing to know that he was here next to me, and I felt happy.

"I wish I could help." he whispered, and I laughed a little.

"why are you trying so hard, Luke? we used to hate each other." I looked up at him, and brought my thumb to his cheekbones, slowly grazing down to his jaw.

"because I care. I feel like it's something I want to do, and I like it." my heart leapt at his words, and I couldn't help but feel so fluttery inside. I grinned, because I couldn't hold it in.

"but caring wears you out. you can't care. we're siblings, Luke. even though not by blood, but we're still related somehow." I whispered, my fingers still tracing his jawline.

he frowned, "it doesn't matter, Andrea. I'm already in this, and I can't just back out. I won't."

I looked at him, and he was staring at me. he knew I wasn't sure of my own decisions, and he grabbed my fingers to his lips, giving them light feather kisses. my heart soared at these intimacy we shared.

"Luke," my voice was heavy with my own emotions that were all over the place.

"I want to be the person you talk to. the one you can easily be open with. I want to be the shoulder you cry on, no matter what. I don't care, I just want you to be with me. I'm already in too deep to back away from you. I'm not going anywhere."

I turned my head to hide in the crook of his neck. "god, you're an idiot."

he chuckled lightly, "and why is that?"

"because you're confessing to someone who has no experience at this. I'm lost, Luke." I whispered against his ear, and he nodded. "it's just you make me feel something, something that I've never felt before and it freaks me out. I used to feel so numb, but you're the first to make my head spin, my blood boil. it just makes me scared." I murmured, not really sure what my words meant.

"I'll be an idiot if I let you go. let's just see where this takes us, okay? we can start tomorrow, a real date. you and me, real food, I don't care. just go to sleep, alright?" he kissed the top of my head, and I nodded.

I found myself drifting off to sleep in his arms, and our legs entangled together.

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