Lashton: My Sister's Boyfriend

.::Chapter 58

(Guys if u gotta go back to re read or skim a few chapters to catch up to this one please go right ahead bc that's exactly what I did ohohoh) BTW guise this chapter is unedited don't judge lol

[@Leanne_97: This is hands down my favorite fanfic ever, I miss it so much. 😥]

Hemmings side ~ 'the one with a broken promise'

"Alright, Luke! Listen up, princess!" My roommates angry voice woke me up one ol' Saturday afternoon to confess something.

She was leaning against my closet door, wearing nothing but a kid's sized bra and black leggings. Her lavender hair was damp, making it a shade darker and her face without makeup reminded me so much of her brother, who I loathed. "Last night, I folded and separated the laundry after washing it...I left your favorite pairs of jeans next to your bed and your band shirts are all rolled up in your drawers so more clothes can fit in thereー"

Rubbing my eyes with my fists, I yawned loudly, to which resulted in me not listening to her for a second and a half. "ーBreakfast is all on you, mister. I leave in half an hour so whip out something before that time."

With that demanding tone of hers, she finally put on her shirt and left my mouth hung wide when I realized it didn't belong to her, exactly. "...Is that my shirt?"

A minute of silence passed and she finally answered my question with her eyeballs moving from side to side. "...Nooo..."

"Daniー"

"It's May!" Barked the short girl. I had forgotten she didn't like her second name and therefore always tried to rip my arm off when I said it. "I really like this shirt! It's a limited edition of Sleeping with Sirens, one could only get it in their U.S tour from two years ago, to which they only sold twenty six of them in each state."

She pinched part of it to pull the fabric and admire the design. "Wow! This is a great shirt. Where did you even get it?"

"eBay."

We both sort of stared at each other right then, I couldn't believe it when her tiny grin formed a straight thin line. "You're kidding."

'You can find anything on eBay, May.'

I wanted to say what I was thinking, but I had recently found out that living with a woman is risky. Anything you do or say can cause an invalid argument about seventy-three percent of the time. As for the other numbers, they vary from her not talking to you and burning your stuff to her talking to you all the time and reminding you she's going to burn your stuff.

Due to that incredible fact I had discovered, I decided to keep my mouth shut and let her borrow one of my favorite shirts. "Alright, you can use it for the day. I'll go and prepare something to eat..."

"Yeah, you better be okay with it." Huffed the child sized woman as I glided past her to get to the kitchen.

It wasn't abnormal to have her 'scoff' at me whenever she believed she won. However, I was starting to get tired of it. Not in a way where I want to end our friendship, but where I want to get something out of the deal, too.

With a trivial amount of anger, I turned back and walked straight to the girl who kicked me in the nuts the day I reunited with her. "Alright, I'll tell you what. I will let you wear whatever you want that I own, whenever you want, in exchange of your eternal friendship."

"My what, now?"

She looked shocked, rather confused as I grinned. "If you promise me that you will always be my best friend and be there for me no matter what, you can wear my clothes."