That Boy (L. H)

Not Yet

Stevie's POV

I turn the tap off and pull the curtain back so I can get out. I step on a mat so I don't get the floor all wet.

I wrap the towel around my body and slowly open the door. I peek my head out and see it's all clear. I can still hear chatter from down stairs so I think Ashton and Michael are still here.

I step out into Luke's bedroom and a cold breeze sweeps around my bare legs and I shiver. Damn it's cold.

I walk over to my bag and pull out my blue pj pants and my bra , don't worry I'll take it off before I fall asleep, and I grab out an over sized t-shirt that I stole from Michael, not Clifford, and I don't even brush my hair. I'll just throw it up into a bun on top of my head after I'm dressed. I also grab clean underwear while I'm at it.

Just as I'm about to take the towel off, the bedroom door flies open and I jump back, putting my hand over my heart so it doesn't pound it's way out of my chest.

Luke looks up from his phone and stops in his tracks as he takes me in.

"Sorry. I- uh. I didn't know you were getting dressed." Luke stutters still staring at me. I shift awkwardly from one foot to the other.

"Um. Ya. I'll just go change in the washroom." I say awkwardly and I turn around to grab my clothes off the bed.

I tense up as I feel hot breath on the back of my neck. I feel his hands grip my hips and pull me up against him slowly, as if giving me time to pull away. Which I'm not gonna.

We don't do anything, we just stand there like a couple of weirdos. Which is actually what we are. Huh.

I start to relax and I lean into him. He kisses my shoulder and then trails up to my neck. I close my eyes and just enjoy his touch while I can.

He then kisses the top of my head and hugs me close to him. I turn around and wrap my arms around him, still holding tight to my towel so it doesn't fall and turn this nice moment into a sexual moment.

I'm not ready to give myself up to someone yet. Ya I'm a virgin. Big deal. Yes, I know Luke's amazing and all but, just.

Not yet.

He lets me go and I scurry into the washroom and change. Once I'm done I step out and I'm met by being trapped in the strong arms of Mr. Hemming's.

He slowly leans down and I can feel his warm breath on my lips, as if he's teasing me.

He finally puts his mouth on mine and just as quick, we pull away. He gives me a soft, small smile.

"Um. Stevie? Can I ask you something?" He asks looking really worried and slightly nervous. Uh oh.

"Uh, sure." I say getting a little worried myself.

What if he doesn't want me here anymore? What if he got bored with me? Hell! Of cores he got bored with me! I get bored with me!

We walk over to the bed, he sits on it the long way and pulls me down onto his lap. I turn to face him giving him a confused look. He kisses my cheek and a slight blush works it's way onto my cheeks. Jeez. I hope this boy knows what he's doing to me.

"Okay. Uh. How do I do this......." He trails off asking himself while staring at my face.

I look down at my hands that are in my lap.

"Okay. Here goes nothing. Actually, here goes a lot." He says chuckling then he goes back to being all serious again.

"Stevie. W- will you- ah shit. That's, that's horrible." Luke starts but cuts himself off. I giggle and smack his chest playfully.

"Dude. Spit it out already." I say and he playfully rolls his eyes at me.

"Okay. Uh. Will you, Stevie, be my..... Girlfriend?" He asks and I feel like time stopped. Everything's frozen.

I meet the waiting eyes of a nervous Luke who's expression is falling each more as every second passes.

"I understand if you don't want to even though I really want you to. It's just that I really like you an-" I cut him off by kissing him deeply. I put both of my hands on both of his cheeks holding him in place. He smiles against my lips and I return it.

He pulls back and leans his forehead against mine looking at me with a twinkle in his eyes.

"So...... Is that a hell ya kiss or a goodbye kiss.......?" Luke asks still a nervous wreck.

I kiss him again and then I bite my lip, knowing that it drives him crazy.

"Yes Luke. I'd love to be your girlfriend." I say and his smile just makes me want to burst into happy tears knowing that I'm the cause for that smile.

"But. Promise me a few things." I tell him going all serious. His expression matches mine.

"Anything." He says without hesitation.

"Promise me that you won't lie to me no matter what happens. And that you also won't leave me." I say and his face softens and he brings his hand up and he rubs my cheek with his thumb.

"Of course babe. I'd rather get hurt then ever letting anyone lay a finger on you that'll harm you in anyway. That includes lying to you." He says and tears silently go down my cheeks. He then adds "I'll never leave you. Promise."

I lay down and he pulls me into his chest. I lay my head on his chest and he wraps the blanket around us.

"Good. Because I'm tired of people leaving me." I whisper as my eyes droop. I don't even fight it, I let the darkness take over. But not before I feel him kiss the top of my head.

That's when I fell asleep in the safe arms of Lucas Hemming's.