teenage hearts♡l.h au {in EDITING}

[ eleven ]

{ luke POV }

"Um...wh-what would you do if I, uh...if I kissed you? Right here, right now." I said nervously, scratching the back of my neck.

Fuck.

Why am I such an awkward little shit?

Damn.

She's not gonna kiss someone who is a professional at being awkward.

I mean, why would she-

I was cut off by a pair of lips pressed firmly against my own.

Wait, hold the fuck up.

Is she...is she kissing me?

Maybe I didn't screw this up.

Before I could even respond, or kiss back, she pulled away, leaving me wide-eyed, still.

"I think that may have answered your question." She smirked, and sat criss-cross next to me.

"I-I..uh, what?" I said, still stunned.

"You said, 'what would you do if I kissed you?' and I kissed you. I'm saying I would've kissed back." She said, leaning her head on my shoulders.

"Uh...thanks." I said, blushing.

Did I really just say 'thanks'?

What the hell is wrong with me?

"Thanks?" She giggled, lifting her head up to meet my eyes.

"I-Uh..sorry.." I mumbled, mentally slapping myself in the face.

What

the

fuck?

What am I doing? I just got her where I wanted her and she's gonna be scared and leave.

"Luke, are you okay?" She asked, loosening her self from my grip around her waist.

"Yeah, perfect, actually.." I mumbled, a blush forming on my cheeks.

"You seem a little...out of it..." She said, poking my cheek, the blush deepening. I sat there in silence. I was out of it. Not in a bad way though. I guess I was just happy, maybe a little shocked.

"Luke?" She said, noticing my silence.

"Oh, uh sorry. I am a little out of it." I smiled, kissing the top of her head.

"Well, damn, am I really that bad of a kisser?" She chuckled.

"Oh, hell no. I'm shocked. I didn't think you'd kiss back, let alone, initiate the kiss." I smiled.

"Why not?" She asked, concerned look resting upon her face.

"I just...I don't know. Insecure thoughts, insecure feelings." I shrugged.

"Well, you sure as hell have not one thing to be insecure about." She said while kissing my cheek, and laying her head on my shoulders. The heat on my cheeks began to rise at her comment.

"Goodnight, Lucas."

I sighed. Not an annoyed or angry sigh, but a happy sigh.

"Goodnight, Miss America."

I finally seem to be happy.

*

{ haley POV }

I woke up to the sound of bird's chirping. I yawned, stretched, and sat up with a smile.

Are you shitting me? This isn't some Cinderella or Sleeping Beauty shit. The last thing in the world I want, is to be woken up, with a hangover, at sunrise, but fucking birds chirping.