Stolen || L.H.

12

Sorry I took forever to update I had a major writers block. And had another idea for another story. So I wrote this like at 9:09 PM on May 1st. Lol.

"Little shit. She actually slept on the floor?!" I felt myself being lifted off the ground, and set on the soft bed.

My eyes fluttered open.

"Shh, get back to sleep." Luke hushed me.

"What are you doing?" I asked with a raspy voice.

Luke stiffens, "Just go to sleep," he got under covers, and pulled me towards him. I was too tired to fight with him.

It felt like minutes later when he decided to wake me up.

(A/N I'm having the worst headache rn)

"Hey, get up." I groaned, snuggling into the pillow more.

Crap. This is not a pillow.

My was fluttered open, by the vibration of his chest.

He's laughing at me?

"Ugh, shut up!" I mumbled, pushing him away from me.

He let out an 'umph' as he fell in the wooded floor.

Now it was my turn to laugh.

Luke got back up, with the funniest glare.

I smiled at him.

The corner of his lips curved up, and he smiled.

"I'm hungry," Luke says as he rubbed his growling stomach.

"Go eat, while I get back to sleep," I got back under covers.

As I got comfortable, the covers got yanked off of me.

"Hey! I was getting comfortable!"

"You haven't eaten yet either. C'mon, we'll get food. "

I as about to protest when my stomach grumbles. I groaned, and crawled out of the bed.

I stopped out of the room with Luke following.