Back to the Place Only You and I Share: Luke Hemmings//5SOS

Chapter 24

I woke up in the golden lighting which came from behind the curtains and illuminated the room. It took a few seconds for my eyes to fully open and focus- in doing so, the sudden realisation of where I was occurred to me. My eyes flickered down to see a pair of hands resting gently on my tummy from behind, subtly moving up and down with every soft rise and fall of my chest. The heat coming from them and the body next to me filled my stomach with a weird sensation; a warm and fuzzy feeling. Carefully, I turned around so that I was now facing Luke- doing my best not to wake him from his slumber. I rubbed at my eyes, ridding myself from my previous sleep as I laid watching his face that was pressed up against the pillow: squished slightly. I watched as his long eyelashes fluttered with each gentle intake of breath, his pink puckered lips parted ever so slightly and black lip ring making them seem oh-so kissable. I admired his adorable little nose which was perfectly pointed upwards at just a fraction of an angle and noticed the visible traces of stubble forming along his sharp jaw line and chin. His hair was a beautiful mess; the golden blonde locks stuck up at all angles and a loose curl draped over his forehead. At that moment in time, Luke resembled an actual living-breathing angel. I was awestruck by his attractiveness- how could somebody physically look that angelic when they were sleeping?

"What're you doing?" Luke mumbled into the pillow, his eyes still closed, however, a smile began tugging at the corners of his lips.

"H-huh?" I stuttered, Luke catching me off-guard. "N-nothing."

He let out a brief and faint chuckle before his eyes carefully fluttered open and I was met face to face with the sea of bright blue that encapsulated me every time.

"Morning," he whispered, his voice heavily raspy, deep and very attractive.

"Morning," I whispered back, our faces merely centimetres apart.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked, his voice cracking.

"Perfectly." I bit my lip as we stared into one another's eyes- neither of us moving or speaking. I didn't understand how just looking at each other- no conversation needed- could make me feel so happy inside. Luke had that effect on me. He made me happy just by his presence- I guess he always had.

"I win." He spoke up.

"Win what?" I chuckled gently, still very sleepy.

"You blinked first." He grinned widely.

"Thats not fair. It wasn't even an officially announced game," I giggled.

"I still won." He pouted. I rolled my eyes playfully at the blonde boy and shuffled in the bed, attempting to sit up. Quickly, Luke grabbed me by the waist and tugged me backwards, resulting in me falling back onto the bed on top of him.

"Lukeeee," I giggled, as I squirmed under his grip. "I need the toilet!"

"Noooooo," he whined into the crook of my neck, making me giggle yet again. "Five more minutes!" His grip around my waist tightened as my back was pressed firmly against his naked chest- me, completely on top of him as he had me in a firm hold.

"Luke," I squealed, trying to wriggle out of his arms; it was no use.

"Just five more minutes..." He begged. 

"Fine," I laughed as I flipped over so our chests were pressed up against one another's. My head rested just under Luke's chin which he had perched on the top of my head as he held me closely to him- almost protectively. His hands rubbed small circular motions on the small of my back, instantly lulling me to dreamland once again. 

"This is so weird," Luke mumbled under his breath after a moments of silence; a sweet smile was on his lips.

"What?" I questioned, lifting my head to meet eyes with his.