Pinky

the sound in the attic

I woke up letting my dream fade away. I took a few deep breaths before sitting up. I ran hand through my messy hair and let it drop beside me. I swallow, realizing how thirsty I am.

I threw the bed covers off of me and swung my feet off the bed. I was about to stand up, when I noticed Luke sleeping on the floor. I let out a small giggle, covering my mouth not wanting to wake him.

I sighed. I stepped over him to get to the other side of the bed. I shook him gently in attempt to get him up, but he didn't. I let out a groan and picked him up under the arms.

He was heavy.

A managed to get the top half of his body on the bed, then I finally got the legs. I covered him up, and took a good look at him. I haven't had the chance to actually look at him. Honestly, he didn't look that bad.

He had dirty blonde hair, and beautiful eyelashes. He had the perfect jawline, and a nose that was the right length. He had a tattoo on his torso, that actually made him look hot. He was masculine, but I've seen better. I looked back up at his face, and gasped.

"Morning beautiful" He smiled. "Checking me out already?"

I shook my head and rolled my eyes at him. I backed away and began walking toward the door, but before I opened it I turned to face him.

"Why were you on the floor." I asked. My hand on the doorknob. He sat up, gave me a confused look, then chuckled.

"Oh, yeah, sorry I didn't think that you would be comfortable with me shirtless laying next to you in bed." He laid back down and closed his eyes.

"Oh I wouldn't have minded It. I would never have made you sleep on the floor." I shrugged and opened the door. I made my way down the stairs and it the kitchen. I noticed that he fixed the window, and added a note chair.

I opened up the cabinets, looking for food. I was hoping for some lucky charms or something, but groaned when I couldn't find any.

"I have donuts if you want them." A familiar voice said behind me. I swirled around to see Luke leaning against the door. I locked my eyes with his green ones and nodded my head.

He grabbed my wrist, leading me into the living room. On the coffee table, There was a donut box that Luke soon flipped open.

He plumped down onto the couch with a glazed donut in hand. He looked up at me and patted the seat next to him. I smiled and picked up a chocolate donut before sitting down beside him.

He put his arm around my shoulders and lightly laughed.

"What?" I asked, facing him. He shook his head before taking another bite into his donut. I waited for him to chew so I could hear what he had to say.

"It's just your so small and adorable compared to me." I laughed and said,
"Well your so big and adorable compared to me."

I noticed how he blushed slightly at this. I giggle and took the last bite out of my donut. Luke gently pushed my head over to look at him. He looked at my lips, then back up to my eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked. Blushing.

"You have some chocolate on your face." He said. I gasped and turned my head away from him. I reached up to wipe the chocolate off, but Luke grabbed my wrist.

"Look at me, I'll get it for you." He let go of my wrist and ran his finger over the corner of my mouth. I could feel myself blush as he touched my lips, so I quickly turned my head trying to hide it. He put his arm around my shoulders again and reached over for another donut.