A/N:
I hate going the entire day without talking to you...
_____________________I woke up to light snores.
I tried to stand but an arm was pinned over my waist, holding me in place.I tilted my head to see Luke lying beside me, in a spoon position.
We had fallen asleep on the couch last night after my little outburst.
"Luke." I whispered, poking his forehead.
He just grunted and swatted my hand away.
"Luke." I said, laughing a bit.
He peeked one eye open and said, "What?"
"Hi." I laughed.
A smile tugged at his lips and he tried his best to hide it.
"I'm sleepy." He said, closing his eyes.
"No, your not. Get up." I told him, tickling him a little bit.
He fidgeted and whined, "No. Don't tickle me."This only encouraged me and I smirked then began ticking him even more.
He jerked and slapped at my hands.
He finally jumped up and he was towering over my body, which was still lying on the couch.
"You really shouldn't have done that." He all but growled before leaping onto me.
I yelped just as he started tickling me and it turned into more of a yelp mixed with a laugh.He continued to tickle for a long time, while I begged him to stop.
"Please, no more." I said, trying to catch my breath.
He just smirked and continued tickling me.
"Please! I'll do anything!" I yelled.
This caught his attention and his smirk grew wider.
"Anything?" He asked, obviously interested in my offer.
"Yes." I groaned, "Now stop tickling me, please!"He let me go and sat beside me.
"So, do you know what I want?" He looked at me with a devious look on his face.
"What?" I asked, slightly nervous as to what he was going to ask for.
Gosh, why did I say anything?"A kiss." He said after a while.
What he said didn't register in my mind for a moment and I did a double take.
"You want a-?"
"Kiss. Yes." He smirked.
My cheeks turned hot pink and I looked down at the ground.
"Come on, Claire. You said anything." He said with a grin.
"But I didn't know you would choose a....kiss." I muttered.
"Fine, fine. How about a date instead?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
My eyes went wide, remembering what Jasmine had said.
I quickly leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.He furrowed his eyebrows for a second and then chuckled.
"No, darling, you have to actually kiss me. Like, a real kiss." He said, smirking.
My eyes went wide when he moved over closer to me to whisper in my ear, "On the lips, sweetheart."I was pretty sure that he could hear my heart beating through my chest, it was beating awfully fast.
"It's either a kiss or a date. Your choice."
After thinking for a moment I decided, I really do not want Jasmine spilling any secrets about Luke. But in order to do that, she can't see me with him.
If I went out with him there is a 50% chance she would see us.
So, I did the only logical thing.
I leaned over to him, rather quickly, and kissed him.
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Obsessed {Luke Hemmings}
Fanfictionob • sess /ǝb'ses/ Past tense: obsess; past participle: obsessed preoccupy or fill the mind of (someone) continually, intrusively, and to a troubling extent. In which a strikingly handsome young runaway obsesses over an awkward acting Starbucks wor...