55 Days with Luke Hemmings

Day 49

"Hey, wake up." She said, poking his cheek.

"No, go away." He groaned.

"But it's your birthday." She sing-songed. He shot out of bed. "You're nineteen today!" She exclaimed, and he beamed at her. He got up and got dressed and she stepped out of the bed in his white Vans shirt. They raced down the stairs, giggling like children. "Are you ready for the best birthday breakfast of your life?" She asked, and he shook his head.

"If you make me microwave waffles, I swear..." He trailed off and she chuckled.

"No, I learned something." She said, pulling a pan out of the cupboard above the stove, causing the shirt to ride up and reveal her underwear. Luke smirked and stood up, running his hands over her smooth, bare legs.

"From where?" He asked, nuzzling his nose in her neck and rubbing her tan legs.

"Your mum." She smiled at the movement of his hands, and he kissed up her neck and onto her jaw.

"You cook with my mum?" He mumbled into her neck, surprised, and she giggled.

"Yeah, all the time. I might as well live here." She responded and he shook his head, turning her around so she was facing him, and setting her on the counter. She squealed a bit, but was silenced by his lips against hers and his hands still roaming her thighs, whining when he pulled away.

"Don't work yourself too hard in here, baby." He smirked, walking into the living room and leaving her to her work in the kitchen.

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"This isn't my mum's recipe. It's better." He exclaimed, his teeth sinking into yet another cinnamon roll.

"Don't tell Liz." She laughed.

"Don't tell Liz what?" The blonde woman walked into the kitchen, grabbing a cinnamon roll off the pan. "Happy birthday, Luke." She said, hugging her son. He smiled, thanking his mother. She looked to Blaze and smirked, causing the teen to become aware of her lack of pants.

"I'm going to go get dressed, and we can get going." She said, and he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Going where?"

"The boys'." She called, as she was already halfway up the stairs.

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Luke laughed as he sprayed the silly string all over Calum. He booed and sat on the couch with Michael, who had gotten sprayed as soon as the game started. The were playing silly string tag. If you got sprayed, you were out. As soon as Luke left the room, Blaze's head popped up from behind the couch.

"This is like the frickin' hunger games!" She exclaimed, and Calum chuckled. Michael didn't respond, for he was angry that she had gotten him out. From the kitchen, the three heard Ashton's disappointed cry and Luke victorious shout. Blaze stood up, standing by the window as she waited for the two boys to come back. Ashton came first, covered in blue string, and Luke next. As soon as he saw Blaze, his can pointed at her.

"You may be my girlfriend but I'll still shoot you." He threatened.

"I know." She said, her can in the air as well. As she started to press the button to let out the fluorescent yellow substance, she was hit in the stomach with blue spray. "Aw, come on!" She whined, and Luke shouted in victory.

That was Luke Hemmings first birthday with her.