one shots ➸ [luke .h]

lolita [⋆]

[Luke's P.O.V]

The strong wind blew through her hair like it was tidal waves brewing through a storm but, that didn't seem to faze her as she bites down on her ruby red bottom lip before blowing out a thick cloud of air, the boys that sit around her, looking at her with fondness and sensuality don't even realize that drool is spilling from their bottom lips when she peels her coat together, her breast sending even more blood to the teenage boys pricks as her breasts show more cleavage then her legs.

I watch as a laugh leaves her cherry gloss lips when one of the teenage boy‒ surrounded by her‒with overly jelled hair tells a joke, her small dainty hands slapping down on his skinny shoulder as she clasps her hand over her mouth, trying to contain her soft giggles, the boy with overly jelled hair makes a beaming smile settle on his lips as he takes in the fact that prettiest girl around town is touching him.

But it doesn't last long when I see her retrieve her hand back and place it in her lap as she plays with the ends of her white and red plaid skirt that hangs dangerously too short. I watch as the boys around her lick their lips when they see her legs fall against each other as she sets up, her chest popping out as her spines curves deliciously.

Just in a matter of time I watch as her eyes beam up when one of the boy's muster up the courage and speak to her, I watch as her cheeks flare up with a rosy pink sweeping along her cheek bones, before a smile slips on her lips and she stands from the bench, her skirt bunching up higher as she begins to strut her way back into the house. The boys around her all let a look of disappointment and anger set on their face as the boy that asked her out‒I assume‒lets a smile set on his lips as his head full of curls falls before his eyes before he has the strength to brush them out of his eyes and follow her.

"Luke, would you stop checking out your step-sister and help us finish this song before the gig tomorrow night?" Michael voice says from behind me. I roll my eyes before letting the cheap white plastic shutters fall back into place as I walk over to my red bean bag chair and fall back into the bag and pull my ruined acoustic guitar back onto my lap.

"I wasn't checking out my step-sister, I was checking up on her god forbid she is selling drugs." I state while strumming a tune to the new song that we are trying to finish. I watch as Michael rolls his jade green eyes before taking the ruined line paper out of Calum's hand and skimming over the lyrics.

"Yeah okay," Michael says in a sarcastic tone before humming the melody to the song. I roll my eyes before running my eyes over the various amount of bands and singers covering the once pale baby blue wall.

"Hey now, Luke I don't blame you for checking out your sister, I mean she is hot." Calum butts in, I let a breathless laugh leave my lips before shaking my head gently, my blond hair falling in front of my eyes since I decided to not style it today.

And just as Calum gets hit with an empty water bottle from across the room, I hear soft foot steps pad across the hallway before I hear a soft knock on my bedroom door, the room quickly falling silent.

"Yes?" I say, loud enough for the person outside my door to hear and open my door, and there it reveals Y/N and her person of interest standing right beside her, love struck written all over his face as he watches everything she does.

"Hey Lukey! I'm going to Andrew's house, so don't wait up," Y/N says while gesturing over to the boy with unruly ringlets and hazel eyes. I watch as his arm slings around her knitted white zip-up hoodie with bom-boms hanging from both of the drawstrings as her green crop top shows her beautiful curves.

"Did you tell mom?" I ask, while strumming 'Lego House' and looking at Y/N, her Y/C/E eyes staring back at me as a smirk spreads on her glistening ruby red lip gloss, which is shinning in the light of my bedroom as her long hair is framing her face perfectly, making her look like a super model standing in my door way.