No Good | Luke Hemmings A.U

35

(Updated, 2018)

From Luke:
I'll be at your room later on tonight, baby girl.

Not even five minutes later Luke replied with that message and three hours later I'm still getting this warm feeling in my stomach from his nickname. Baby girl. If he would have said that in person I probably would have melted into a pile of mush.
Sighing I toss the damp towel into the dirty clothes hamper before looking at the time on my laptop. It was a little bit after eleven and here I am just getting done with a shower. I think I was just too lazy to get up but that's how I am most of the time. I mean I guess I did have a bit of motivation since Luke is coming over, but nonetheless I'm still lazy. Speaking of being lazy, I think I was too lazy to grab a shirt. Nice Lillian. Nice. Now I'm going to have to walk into my cold room with nothing but sweatpants and a sports bra.

Way to go Lillian Piper. A golden star for the effort.

Shaking my head at myself, I close my laptop that was currently playing 'Unkiss Me' by Maroon 5 and make my way out of the bathroom. I continue to hum part of the song as I place the laptop on my desk.

"You know you shouldn't leave your window unlock because people could easily climb in here."
I jump as Luke's soft yet raspy voice rings through my ears. I snap my head over to where I heard his voice and saw he was laying back on my bed with his hands resting behind his head. I stay frozen in my spot as I speak.

"Well usually if someone wanted to come in they would use the front door." I tell him while crossing my arms over my chest, turning a bright red because I still have no shirt on. He let out a small chuckle before getting off of my bed and making his way over to me slowly. He says nothing as he makes his way over to me. He just held this smug look on his face that makes my stomach do some type of flip or something in that nature. Like I said his presence makes me nervous yet it's something wonderful to have. Luke is just something wonderful to have yet he makes me want to pull out my hair because of how he is.

"For someone so quiet, you are quite sassy." He says breaking me out of my thoughts. I look up at him as he stands in front of me. His smug look changes into a small smirk as he looks down at me. Instead of keeping my attention on him, I hug my arms closer to me as I turn to look at my carpet covered floor. Instead of replying I shrug my shoulders and look back up at him.

"Mhm and you're not wearing a shirt, what are you trying to do to me?" He adds while grabbing my waist and pulling me into his chest. I jump as his cold fingertips run up my sides and up to my collar bone, where my other tattoo was located. He brush over it before leaning down and kissing it. I blush before removing my arms from around me and placing my hands on his chest.

"Be free. Hm that's interesting." He says while staying eye level with my collar bone. He kisses the tattoo once more before coming face to face with me.

I shake my head and smile at him. He returns the favor before dropping his hands to my thighs and lifting me off the ground. I let out an unintentional laugh as he carries me over to my bed. Clumsily he sits down with me still hovering over him well now straddling his lap. I let my arms rest on his broad shoulders as his hands were now resting on my waist. We stay quiet for at least two minutes before I speak up.

"Luke I need to put on a shirt. I'm really cold." I tell him as I catch a chill.

"I can warm you up princess." He says with a wink at the end. I turn a light shade of red before rolling my eyes. Luke scoots us back until his back hit the headboard, his hands still firm on my waist.

"You are so dirty-minded Luke." I tell him quietly while shaking my head and then resting my head on his shoulder. He chuckles before moving one of his hands to the small of my back. I lift my head from his shoulder as he replies.