Obsessed {Luke Hemmings}

seventeen

A/N:
Hey guys 😐 sorry my updates are a little slow, I've been really busy and I shattered my phone yesterday (Friday) and had to go and get it fixed today (Saturday) but I'm trying so please bear with me😊
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Claire POV:

Luke sat outside the shower the whole time I stayed in and to say I was embarrassed is an understatement.

When I was about to get out, I made him cover his eyes again, even though I knew he would peek just like he did last time.
I didn't let him uncover his eyes until I had dried off and put my clothes on.
"Why can't I just look?" He had whined but I just ignored him.

We were currently sitting in the couch, each of us eating a sandwich.
We got hungry around 12:00 but the only decent thing we had to eat around here was a sandwich so that's what we did.
We really need to go to the grocery store.
I ate one of the cheese puffs that were on my plate with my sandwich and set the plate on the counter before I went into the kitchen to get a drink.
I fixed myself a glass of tea and took my place back on the couch.
That's when I noticed it.
Half of my cheese puffs were gone.
"Luke. Hemmings. Did you eat my cheese puffs?"
When I looked at his face he had a bit of cheese on his upper lip that confirmed it.
"No." He smirked.
"That cheese on your face begs to differ." I muttered.
He cursed under his breath and wiped the cheese from his mouth.
"Your going to pay for this, Luke. Just as soon as I finish my sandwich."
He chuckled and mumbled, "As if."

But I stuck to my word. As soon as I finished my sandwich, I put my plate on the table and waited for him to do the same.
As soon he he leaned back into the couch, after placing his plate on the table, I jumped on top of him.

"Woah there, baby. If you wanted a make out session, you could've just asked." He smirked, placing his hands on my waist.
"Not exactly what I had in mind." I smirked back at him.
He smirk faltered but stayed on his lips nonetheless.
But the thing is, if there's anything that I know about Luke, it's that he is insanely ticklish.
He soon realized what I was thinking and began shaking his head.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, sugarplum, please, no, don't-" but he didn't finish his begging because he got cut off when I began tickling his sides.
He thrashed and laughed and yelled for me to stop but that just encouraged me to keep going.
"Please, darling, please stop, oh god stop, I'm begging you." He pleaded as he gasped for breaths in between his laughter.
"Please, I'll do anything, please."
And that sentence sparked my interest.
I stopped tickling him and looked him in the eyes.
"Anything?" I asked with a smirk.