The Swear Jar // luke hemmings

2//"not at all as badass as I thought"

"Hey, Victoria." I feel someone poke me and open my eyes only to see darkness.

"What time is it?" I slur my words, still feeling exhausted and rub my eyes.

"It's like 2 AM." I sit up in my bed as I recognize the voice.

"Wait, Luke? What the fuck?" I reach over my bed to turn my lamp on. "Did I sleep through dinner?"

"Yea." Luke says.

"Fucking hell. Is there any pizza left?"

"No, we had lasagna." Luke says and I notice his soft blonde hair looks even softer in the light of my lamp.

"Hell yea glad I missed dinner then, sorry for you though, my mom's lasagna is shit." Luke laughs and tries to say it wasn't all that bad but even though he was being polite, I can tell he agrees with me.

"Wait why are you here?" I say as I play with the sheets in my hands.

"Just to warn you- wait is that a care bear?" My eyes go wide as I remember the stuffed animal I sleep with right in the open and completely visible with the lamp on.

"Oh, um." I try and think of a reason for sleeping with a care bear but Luke interrupts me.

"I have a penguin!" I laugh at his enthusiasm.

"Where is it?"

"Home. I didn't wanna look like a wimp the first time I really hung out with the guys."

"Well, actually, Calum sleeps with a care bear too and I'm pretty sure Michael has like a stuffed dinosaur." Luke laughs but I stuff my Care Bear under my covers anyways.

"Now why are you here?" I ask, ready to get rid of Luke and fall back asleep.

"Oh, right. The guys said they were gonna raid your underwear drawer. Just wanted to warn you." Luke says, still standing in my doorway. I motion for him to come in and he takes a seat in the spinny chair where I ranted to him earlier.

"Calum is my brother? This is so gross?" I grab a notepad and rip a piece of paper off.

"What're you gonna do?" Luke asks.

"Calum wears fucking hamburger briefs so I'll just put those in here." I leave the room and return quickly with underwear that should not belong to a sixteen year old guy. 

"Aren't they gonna wonder why you have his underwear?" Luke asks, still sitting in the chair.

"No, 'cause I'm gonna write a note." I grab a pen and begin to write on the paper. "Okay, I was thinking it could say 'Nice try you little shits, tell Calum our 5 year old cousin wants his underwear back', what do you think?" Luke has a smile on his face and I let out a small laugh.