Make Me Beautiful

Chapter 4

Luke was obviously tired from watching the film, but he seemed intent on staying awake. Not that that's a bad thing...
"Wanna start the project?" He sounded more like he was asking himself, contemplating his choices.
I decide we should do it because we need a decent grade.
We make a paper mache solar system with the center sun being a chemical reaction caused by different compounds.
Our hands met a couple of times, occasionally lingering, but I didn't mind, his hands were warm and soft.

We finished the first three planets and decide to call it a night.
"Do you want me to sleep on the sofa?" I ask in ask obviously sad voice
"No you can crash with me it's all good," my heart skips a beat thinking I'll of slept with Luke Hemmings.

He sleeps in only his boxers which surprises me as I sleep in pyjama bottoms and a football jersey. But I guess we have different habits. His muscular back looked so perfect. His washboard abs protruded out of his stomach causing me to gasp.
"Like what you see?" He jokingly asks,
"Yes" I breathe way too loudly as he gives me a look over and smirks.

He pulls the cover over us and pats next to him, motioning for me to come over.
He puts his arm around me as we both sit scrolling through instagram. His warmth was comforting, his muscles were heavenly. And his little breaths on my neck were ecstatic.

His phone drops from his Hand after a few moments of not scrolling and I can tell he's asleep. His head travels down my neck as he slowly falls into a deeper slumber. But his lips on my neck are all I'm aware of and my heart is shooting out the window it feels that good.

I kiss the top of his head. "Goodnight" I whisper.
"Goodnight Ashy, " he mutters into my neck causing me to shiver.

This boy sprawled around me seemed perfect. Why was I feeling this way? I'm 90% sure I'm straight.. but I can't help but feel his heart beat against my arm as my hand is trapped under his abs and I try to sleep in the uncomfortable position.

I wake up with my lips on his and my hand on his chest. I must've had a crazy dream... I pull off before he wakes up and kicks me out.

"Come back ashy, " he sleep talks. But I come back anyway, praying it was real. He pulls me closer and snuggles me under the heated blankets.

This boy is giving me strange feelings. I either love or hate it, not quite sure yet.
Really hoping he sees me as more than a friend soon. I need that kind of pleasure in my life.

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