White Noise {punk l.h. au} Sequel to "Colours {punk l.h. au}"

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holy shit i was gone for two months again. so srrryyyy :/

"Come this way, I need kale." I instructed Luke as he lazily pushed the shopping cart a few steps behind me. I could tell he really didn't want to be here today, but whatever he can deal with it. He let out a really dramatic groan which caught the attention of the couple of people who were standing near us. I turned around to see him slouching over the cart as he pushed it with his dragging feet. I rolled my eyes playfully at him, "All I ask for is forty five minutes of your life." I said.

"You can have all of my time unless it involves boring shit like this." He let his head drop down to rest on the handle of the cart.

"Do you want to starve?"

"Sounds way better than this."

"You're honestly five years old." I commented underneath my breath.

"Last night suggests otherwise..."

"Luke!" I quickly spun around on my heel to slap his arm. I watched as his infamous smirk spread across his darling face. I rolled my eyes at him and continued to shop for food. I heard his large feet walking behind me, pushing the cart so that it would occasionally bump into my backside. It was annoying, but I dealt with it because I love his annoying ass.

We scanned the aisles in silence before he broke it with his angelic voice, "So I was thinking about getting my lip re-pierced."

I whipped around to look at him causing the cart to collide into the front of my thighs, "Wait, really?" I asked. As much as I loved his lip ring in college, I wasn't too sure if it would still fit him.

"Thoughts?" He asked while reaching for whatever processed food was in the box he grabbed. I watched him as he threw it into the cart, "Well, you know I thought your lip ring was hot as hell in college, but-"

"But what?"

"But, you're also almost thirty years old, Luke."

"So?"

"So, it might look...peculiar." I tried to word it in the nicest way possible. He moved his right had up to his chest and clutched it, looking hurt, "My heart." He said in a fake offended voice. I smiled and walked over to him, "Plus, you're perfect the way you are, my love. But, I'm not going to tell you what to do."

"That's exactly what I want. I want you to tell me what to do. You're so hot when you're bossy." He whispered huskily down at me. I smiled in disbelief, "Most guys see it as being 'naggy.'" I pointed out. He reached around my back and pulled me in close to his body, "I could listen to you nag all damn day."

"Good, now go get some kale." I winked and stole the cart from him to venture to the next aisle.

x.x.x

We got home within the next hour, and we were putting away the groceries when I got a call from Michael. My car has arrived! I ran down to the front of the apartment building where he stood in front of my car holding up the keys. He also had a friend parked behind my car so he was able to get home.

"Thank you so much, Mikey." I hugged him after taking my keys back from him.

"I have one more thing for you, actually. Not exactly sure what it is, but I'm assuming it's yours." He told me while reaching into his back pocket. I watched closely as he pulled out a small palette of pills. My heart sunk as soon as I realized what they were.

"Oh yeah, those are mine," I laughed nervously while taking them and shoving them into my pocket. "Thanks again." I hugged him one last time. I watched as he climbed into his friend's car and drove away. I turned towards the door and pulled out the pills. I counted how many were left and my heart sunk even more, if that were even possible.

I hadn't taken my birth control in a whole two weeks. You would think I would have noticed, but I've been so preoccupied with the whole move and the issues that came along with it. I started mentally cursing myself out. How could I have been so careless? What if I'm knocked up? What if it's- no, it can't be. That was only one time...and he could have been protected. Maybe?

I shoved the pills into my pocket again, it would be too early to tell anyways. I walked back up to our apartment door and pushed myself inside. As soon as I made eye contact with Luke, his smile fell.

"Are you okay, babe? You look pale." He pointed out and walked over to me. I nodded and cleared my throat, "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just going to lie down for a little while." I told him. He nodded, "Okay, do you need anything?"

"No, I'm okay." Was the last thing I said before everything went black.

oh shit