Teenage Dirtbag | l.h

"Yes baby?"

Dawn

I look down at my phone, seeing a text pop up.

I put my pencil down and pick up my phone, reading the text.

asshole -
im bored

me -
and I'm busy

asshole -
ooh harsh

me -
leave me alone I'm doing homework!!!

asshole -
but I want to talk :-(

me -
lucas.

asshole -
yes baby?

me -
excuse me?

asshole -
babyyyyyyyyyyy baby babyy

me -
I'm not your baby!!!

asshole -
you wanna be

me -
true

asshole -
wait really?

me -
no fucker I'll text you after I'm done

lucass -
oh okay

I roll my eyes, smiling, and put my phone down, and try to finish my homework until there's a knock at my door.

When it opens its my mom, and she's smiling, for once.

"Hey sweetheart."

"I'm doing homework." I say. She never wants anything to do with me she must want something.

"Just wanted to say hi." She says, still looking at me, smiling, her head poking through the door.

"Do you want something?" I ask.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" She asks.

I'm caught off guard, and I shake my head.

"Why would you think that. Or ask that, you never ask me about my life."

"Don't get an attitude, I just saw a boy drop you at home I was just wondering." And with that she leaves and closes my door. okay?

As I go to start on my homework again, my phone rings.

"Oh my god." I say annoyed. I pick up my phone and see Luke is calling me.

I answer it, "What lucas."

"My names Luke." He says, his eyes rolling, obvious through his voice.

"I told you I'd text you after."

"But I'm calling you now."

"Text calum or something."

"You should really watch how you talk to me." He says and I feel my heart drop.

"You should really let me do my homework."

"I'm coming to your house."

"Boys aren't aloud here, Luke, especially in my room, It's 9:00." I say.

"I'm sneaking in, obviously. I'll be there in a few." And with that he hangs up.

I jump off of my bed and frantically make the sheets straight, throwing a few clothes into my closet, and brush my hair. By time I'm done, there's a knock at my window.

I lift of the blinds and he's standing there. Wearing all black, as usual.

I lift up the window and he climbs in, smiling at me.

"Hey." He says, looking around my room, and then back at me. "Nice place."

"Yeah, yeah. Now be quiet." I say, smiling a little.

He walks over to my bed, taking his shirt off, and lays under the covers.

"Luke what are you doing." I ask, and my heart starts to pound and my voice starts to stutter.

"I'm sleeping here tonight," he says, opening his phone and starting to play a game.

He looks over at me.

"Well come on, get in." He pats the spot next to him and I walk towards the bed.

"If my mom sees you-"

"She won't." he says, looking over at me.

"Is that what you wear to sleep?" He asks, looking down at my Tshirt and shorts.

"No. I usually don't wear pants or a bra."

"Be my guest." He smirks.

I laugh and hit him on the chest. I can't help but want to keep my hands on his skin.

"You're gross, hemmings."

"Nah, you want me."

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yes I do