(Mel's POV)
"Lex, when is your twin coming backkk," I whine jokingly, poking her cheek.
"Touch me again, and I'll murder you," She mumbles, playing with Niall's hair as he sleeps.
"But you wuv meeeee" I giggle, poking her again.
"Hey babe," She says to Niall, shaking him awake for a moment, "If you hear screaming dont come running okay."
His eyes widen, and he pulls her back to him, encasing her in a hug that looked suspiciously like a trap. He motions for me to leave as his hands travel down her backside, and I walk into the kitchen to find Luke, surprisingly.
"You're home!" i exclaim, walking over to give him a hug.
"Missed you Melly Belly," He jokes, his arms surrounding me in a giant hug.
I sigh happily, content with where i was at for the moment. He starts playing with my hair and i giggle, looking up at him with a smile. He looks at me for a moment, and then sets me on the counter. but before anything can happen, Lex walks in, looking like she wanted sex right then and there.
"Get a fucking room," She groans, grabbing the whipped cream.
"Like what you're doing with Niall in the living room?" Luke smirks at her.
"Exactly. living ROOM," She smirks back, "Last i checked kitchen didnt have the word room."
I giggle as she leaves, and Luke picks me up and throws me over his shoulder, the fucking giraffe.
"Lukee s-stop!" I stutter, struggling as he carries us up the stairs.
"Never in a million years Baby," He says in a low voice that sends chills down my entire body.
He sets me down in my room, and gets on his knees.
"Be my girlfriend?" he says simply.
"Okay," I breath, my heart pounding in my throat.
He gets back up, and presses me against the door, his hands on either side of my head. He presses his forehead against mine, making my breath catch.
"Kiss me already," I breath out, wrapping my arms around his neck.
He does, pressing his body against mine, and making me shiver. My hands cup the back of his neck, and i tug on the hair at the nape of his neck, making him sigh into me. I smile as he starts pulling up my shirt, and it only makes him go faster.
Once both of our shirts are off, we break away for a moment to catch our breath.
"Do you want to?" He asks, his voice raspy and low.
"Yes," I whisper, letting my hands trail down his bare chest.
