deluded ♔ hemmings

fuck it

deluded; fuck it

l u k e

        One week.

        It has been one week since Michael had come to me and told me about the bet. One week since Blake and I have said a single word to each other. One week of my thoughts being clouded with not so innocent thoughts of the dark haired girl.

        My mind is infested with her. To be honest, it always has been. Now, instead of being taken over by hate and annoyance for the girl, it's filled with lust, and all my dirty thoughts are making it hard to even look not only at her, but at her brother.

        One second I'll be staring at the way her skirt has risen up from her sitting down, and the next Cal will be asking me what I want to eat. Of course, I had to stop myself from saying something I'd regret.

        Is your little sister an option? She looks delicious.

        I couldn't exactly say that, could I? So I opted for pizza instead.

        "Calum, don't you dare." My thoughts are broken by the voice of the one filling them. My eyes look over to my window, before I stand up from my bed and walk over to the glass rectangle on the wall. I look down, noticing Blake, Calum, Ashton, and Michael all outside by the pool.

        Ashton is in the pool, while Calum looks like he's about to push his sister in, all while Mike is laughing his ass off from the lawn chair sat about six feet from the pool.

        "Don't do what?" Cal takes a step closer, making Blake take a step back. Her feet at now at the edge of the pool, a smirking Ashton making his way over to her.

        My gaze drops to her chest, my tongue darting out to wet my lips as I let out a soft hum. Here we go again with my thoughts.

        I'm snapped out of my little fantasy by the scream of Blake. I shake my head slightly, clearing my head before I focus on the scene in front of me. 

        Ashton had pulled Blake into the pool, now leaving Calum and Michael laughing - Michael laughing even harder than he was before.

        "Are you fucking kidding me?" Blake tries to look pissed, but we all know she's not really mad by the soft smile on her face. "I hate you," she says. "I hate you all, so damn much."

        "Ah, come on. You could never hate me." Ashton grins, wrapping his arm around the girl. She rolls her eyes, and mumbles something I can't quite hear due to being in my room, but whatever it is makes Ash laugh.

        "You're right, I hate Michael."

        "What? I didn't even do anything!" His voice is slightly high pitched and he's out of breath from laughing.

         "That's the point you dumbass," she deadpans. "You didn't come to save me. I thought you were my friend, Clifford. I'm really disappointed in you."

        "Shut up, you know you love me."

        Michael was about to say something, when Ashton interrupts him. "Luke, are you gonna come outside and hang with us, or are you gonna stand up there in your room and watch us through your window like a creepy old man?"