You're Not My Type // Punk Luke Hemmings

It's A Date - Chapter Forty

Photo of the boys' presents off Mia above.

Mia's POV.

Over the next few days, Luke and I decided to stay in and just watch movies and eat loads of junk food, occasionally engaging in some sort of sexual activity. It was nice to have time just Luke and I, even though it seems like we do it quiet often recently, but this was different, there was something different.

When Luke and I are together, usually we have sex and that's it, but now it's different. It wasn't like Luke was only here for sex now, he was here for more. We would actually have conversations now about the most random things that come into our heads. Last night we spoke for three hours about how weird it was that bugs can't fly in water. I mean, who the hell even does that?

There was more to our relationship now and I was excited to see where it would take us.

"Merry Christmas, Princess."

I giggled, turning to face the beautiful boy behind me. "Merry Christmas, Lukey."

He was already dressed and ready while I was still in bed, dreading the moment I had to get out. I just wanted to spend all say cuddling, even though that's all we've done for the last few days.

"Why are you up so early?" I asked, sitting up slightly in the bed but not enough for my naked body to be on show.

"I wanted to get everything ready for today." He smiled, walking over the bed and taking a seat next to me.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Get what ready?"

If at all possible, Luke's smile grew even wider and I couldn't help but giggle at how excited he looked. I would say he looked like a child on Christmas day but he is in fact a child on Christmas day.

"Well, I've booked us a table at this fancy restaurant in town and then after, I thought we could go Winter Wonderland and, you know, chill with the reindeers." Luke nervously chuckled, like I wasn't going to like the plan.

I grinned, jumping up to give Luke a hug. Fuck being naked. "Luke, that sounds absolutely amazing. You're amazing."

I pulled away, just enough so I could connect our lips together in a sweet kiss. I was so impressed with what Luke had come up with, I didn't think he could be this romantic, but I guess he's full of surprises.

"I thought we could go over to the boys first and give them their presents and then we can exchange ours at the meal?" Luke suggested. I nodded my head quickly, pecking Luke on the lips before rushing off into the bathroom to get ready, giggling again when Luke commented about how he loved looking at my bum when I run.

"Sounds like a plan. Can you find my Christmas jumper out of my wardrobe please?" I shouted from the bathroom, slightly muffled because of the toothbrush in my mouth.

Within the hour, I was dressed and ready, my Christmas presents in a bag by my feet in Luke's car. I fidgeted in my jumper as it rubbed against my skin, I might be uncomfortable, but it was Christmas, it needed to happen.

"I'm excited to see the boys' faces when I give them their gifts. I'm so proud of what I got them. I hope they like them. Do you think they will like them?" I rambled. The more I gushed about my presents, the more nervous I became about them liking them.

Luke chuckled. "Babe, calm down, they will love them."

I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and resting my head back against the head rest. I don't know why I was getting so worked up about this, maybe I was subconsciously worried about what Luke would think about his present.