Stitch (5SOS)

Chapter 12.

Bay's POV

I buried my face in my pillow.'Wait how did I-' I thought. I pulled my face up quickly, seeing Luke laying right next to me so peaceful and adorable. I laid back slowly, so I didn't wake him. As I put my head on the pillow, Luke let out a cute little noise, turned, and snuggled into me, forming to my side. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck.

"I was already awake but you're too cute." He laughed, nuzzling me.

"How did I, I mean, we-" He cut me off, laughing.

"I carried you, silly." He responded, still laughing as he kissed my nose. I couldn't get over how cute he was. His hair was messy but adorable and he was really warm against me. His eyes showed signs of sleep deprivation, but were still bright blue and gleaming. "What are you staring at, babe?" He asked, winking.

"You." It was all I could manage before he brought my face to his and kissed me, passionately. We kissed over and over, not hearing the front door open, but I heard it slam shut. I jumped in Luke's arms. He wrapped them tighter around me, hearing it too. I pressed my face into his neck as he whispered in my ear.

"Stay here." He looked me in the eye and kissed my forehead as he got out of the bed, gently. He opened the door, carefully, and headed down the stairs. I shut my eyes as tight as I could, trying to push the thoughts out.

"Where's Bay?" I heard a guy say from the livingroom. I jumped out of the bed and stumbled down the stairs, running into Luke. He caught me and wrapped his arms around my waist, tightly. I looked to the source of the voice, my brother.

"Jesus, Ash. You scared the shit out of me." I laughed, nervously. He looked me up and down and then stared at Luke.

"Does he-" I cut him off, knowing what he was going to ask.

"Yes, he does." Luke looked at me, as I said it, and smiled. "That's why he stayed." I stated. Ashton laughed and brought us into a hug.

"I'm just glad you're okay. Can't have my baby sister worrying her pretty little head." Ashton joked, rubbing the top of my head and sharing a look with Luke.

"I need to talk to you, though." He said as he grabbed Luke's arm, pulling him out to the back porch. Luke looked back at me, concerned. 'It'll be okay.' I mouthed, laughing, knowing Ash was going to grill him. They headed to the old treehouse, my dad had built me when I was little. I watched as Ashton made Luke climb up the ladder first. I laughed, thinking about what they could possibly be talking about. I headed to the kitchen, as my stomach grumbled. I shuffled around for some food when I thought I heard something coming from the basement. I turned around slowly, as the sounds became louder. I pressed against the counter keeping my eyes on the door to the basement. Slowly, the sounds came closer and closer until they seemed to be right outside the door. The doorknob turned and squeaked. The hinges on the door creaked and screeched like a small child. I couldn't take my eyes away as I saw the guy responsible for opening the door.