"I love you, princess." Luke kisses the top of my head.
"I love you too." I smile as I am snuggled up to him, head on his chest, hand tracing shapes on his skin while we are wrapped up in sheets.
So cliché.
"Definitely won't be talking about this with my boys." He chuckles.
"Mikey would kill us both." I laughed.
"He's just getting comfortable with us dating."Luke bites his lip.
"Yes, but he's allowed to sleep around with a bunch of friends... I should be allowed to sleep with one of his." I shrugged.
"Yes, you should." He smirks.
Luke began to play with my hair while humming to himself. It was enough to make me sleepy. When I closed my eyes Luke kissed the top of my head and continued.
You know that moment when you're between sleeping and awake, you are aware of what's going on but you don't have the energy to do anything? You're just drifting.
I am removed from Luke and I hear shuffling. He comes back and spoons me, kissing my neck and playing with my hair again.
"I love you so much, baby girl." He whispers.
The shivers were sent down my spine were enough to wake me up.
I turn to face him, "And I love you very much." I lazily smile at him.
"Not as much as I love you." He gets cheesy on me.
Two can play that game, " You're right, because I love you more." I smirk.
He made a cute surprised face which caused me to giggle. So there we were, completely high on love, laughing in bed, tangled up together.
"I'd be okay sleeping in this stupidly big house more if you were here..." Luke moved the hair out of my face.
"I'd love that, but why not alternate Clifford's? Mikey would come stay with you. I'm sure Ashton and Calum would too. And you can still sleep at our house." I explain.
"I can't cuddle them. That'd be weird." He rolled his eyes.
"Would it really?" I smirk.
"I'm serious, Belle. I like my bed so much more when you're in it." He pouts.
"So we practically live together at my house." I point out.
"We could have two homes. We could make this a normal thing. I mean, we'd just sleep at whatever house we end up at." he shrugged.
"Let's not plan. Can't we just see how things turn out?" I ask beginning to get overwhelmed.
"Why not plan? If things are planned, you're prepared." He sits up.
"Planned things create expectations, when expectations are not met, disappointment sets in." I explain.
"I do not believe you could ever disappoint me." Luke chuckles.
"That's not funny. Those are expectations." I groan.
"Babe, we won't plan,okay? Just think of it as an invitation to spend more nights here with me." He settles down with me and wraps his arms around me again.
"So you don't like labeling us-" I correct him, "No, we're dating. I'm your girlfriend, your my boyfriend. I don't like labeling in the early stages. I also want us to be our own people and not become a pair. We are individuals—" I was then cut off with kissing.
"Okay." He smiles down at me.
"I know, I'm weird." I huff.
"Yeah, but I'm into it." He jokes.
His phone rings on the floor and he ignores it.
"It could be important." I encourage him to answer the phone.
"More important than you? Probably not." he begins to kiss down my neck.
ring
ring
ring
I had to get up and answer it. It was a call from Ashton.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Belle?" He asks excitedly.
"Yes, Ashton." I sigh.
Luke looks over at me before rubbing my back and going back to kissing my neck and jaw.
"Is Luke there or is he tied up right now?" He laughs.
"No. He's right here." I cringe and hand him the phone.
He pouts before he stops and takes the phone,"What's up?" He asks.
I take the opportunity to grab my panties and slip on one of Luke's shirts. I go back to the kitchen to get his shirt and put it in their laundry room. While I'm out, I take sometime to look through the pantry for something to eat. Nothing. Literally nothing.
I groan before getting my phone to order a pizza. Luke comes out in his boxers, takes my phone and puts it on the counter, then cups my face to give me a deep and sweet kiss .
"I'm sorry he interrupted us, baby girl. Ash just wanted to see if I was down for heading to Melbourne this week for fun." He shrugged.
"Guys night?" I ask.
"Yeah, we might all go to a club or something." he looked back at me.
"If that's okay?" He bit his lip.
"Of course it is." I wave it off.
"It's times like these when I realize you're still underage." Luke sighs.
"Don't let me from keeping you from fun. I might make plans of my own." I shrug.
"Like?" He looks amused.
"Go to a party. There are plenty here. Or maybe I'll host a girls nights. Bash men, stuff our faces, create a revolt." I smirk.
"Or I could get you a fake." Luke had his ways.
"It's guy night. And the last thing I want is to do is watch my brother and at bar with girls. Or watch girls eye you." I scrunch my nose up.
"On second thought, I don't like the idea of taking you to a place like that. Guys get really aggressive over a pretty thing like you." He smirks and I just roll my eyes.
"You'd just beat them all up for me." I say amusing him.
"Or your smart mouth will run them off." He chuckled and pushed my hair back.
"My God, I love you so much." He kissed me sweetly.
"I've got a pizza coming in ten, so let's kill some time?" I smirk.
"I don't know what I'm most happy about in that statement." He laughs and pulls me back into him.
