I Guess So || Luke Brooks

Uncle ➼ .32

"Guys, shut up! I need to call my uncle!" I laughed as they continued their play fighting.

It was April 15, an it was the day before my 19th birthday.

"Tell him to come over for dinner." Luke yelled as he was jabbed in the chest by Jai. "Fucking bitch." he murmured with a slap to Jai's temple.

"Shhhh it's ringing!" I yelled.

The phone picked up and there was my uncle, questioning a 'hello' through the phone.

"La Multi Ani!" I yelled through the phone.

"Oh! thank you monkey. How's your day?"

"My day? No, how's yours? It's your birthday afterall." I smiled, even though he couldn't see it. At this point all the boys were all ears at my conversation, Luke's head now resting on my lap as he laid on the couch.

"All good, all good. I just finished lunch with your aunt and Adrian."

"Oh really? How was it?"

"Alice, Honey, it's food. What do you think it was like?"

I couldn't help but chuckle at his sarcasm.

"Oh, John, can you guys come for dinner? I've actually been with a couple friends for the past week and a half and well, they know it's your birthday. So they said to invite you over for dinner. "

"Oh that's so nice of them. Yeah that sounds great. 6:30 ?"

"Sure."

"Ok, text me the address."

We exchanged 'ok's and goodbyes and Luke texted him the address.

I'd be seeing my uncle for the first time in 2 years.

-

I was getting ready with my clothes in hand, making my way to the bathroom.

I was stopped when I realized someone had beat me there.

Luke was standing in front of the mirror, just gazing at his reflection.

LUKE'S POV

He's coming here. Tonight.

It's her first relative that you actually meet. And it's his birthday.

And tomorrow,

is Alice's birthday. Did you get her anything? What if her uncle doesn't like you? What if her aunt is a cougar?

What if they see your tattoos and automatically they pull her away from you?

When are you going to tell her about the Janoskians?

What is her Uncle's family recognize you?

Stop stressing just get ready .

I clenched my jaw and looked down at my hands, sighing as I began to wash them and then my face. I turned the water of and squeezed the mouse into my hands, doing the hairstyle Alice loved. I couldn't help but smile at the blonde front of my hair. I Remembered the first time I had done it I stained everything around me with the dye.

I looked into the mirror and noticed Alice leaning against the door frame. Her face seemed... dreadful. I furrowed my eyebrows slightly and turned around, walking towards her.

"Alice what's wrong?" I said, holding my arms out to embrace her. She immediately perked up and gave me a sudden smile.

"Nothing. I was just thinking."

"Oh. How about looking?" I smirked.

"N-no." she stuttered. She was, she just didn't want to admit it again.

"I like what I see." She mumbled into me. I knew it. I practically jinsked it.

Her hands began to trail over my abdomen, fingers roaming over every etch and curve through my shirt.

She stopped and brought herself back to reality, escaping my embrace and heading into my room with clothes in hand. Almost immediately I wanted to snatch her back. It was something aggressive settling into me. I'm guessing that's the inner Taurus?

I turned back around and grabbed my navy Nike hoodie, pulling it over my white t-shit. Glancing over to the clock above the mirror, it read 6:13. I guess I'm on time.

ALICE'S POV

Jesus Christ there's a reason all the girls were grinding on him at the party a few days ago. He's so provocative without even trying and I just want him more. I pulled on my bright red long sleeve and my white high waisted jeans splotched with the denim blue and my matching red heals, putting my hair up into a neat bun.

I turned at one of the wolf whistles coming from the door.

James Beau and Luke stood by the frame and were practically trying to control themselves, but over what? I'm no supermodel. This is exactly why I hate them sometimes.

"Luke I think I need you to hold me back before I take her from you." Beau groaned.

"Who said I'll go with any of you." I laughed. I turned and walked out between them and into the bathroom, but as I stepped in I was pulled back by Luke with his finger through one of the belt straps on the back of my jeans.

"Are you sure you want to walk around like that?" his husky voice whispered.

I couldn't help but smirk. "Well considering since I'm the soon to be birthday girl, I think I do."

I pulled away and pulled out my makeup from a little drawer Luke named mine. I did the simple stuff. Red lipstick and black eyeliner on my top lid with mascara. He was eyeing me the whole time.

"I'd take it that you like what you see." I said putting away the tubes of makeup.

"Oh I'm in love with it." he exaggerated.

"Well I'm not." I whispered ever so lightly, as if feathers escaped my lips. He removed himself off the wall and walked over to me, cupping my chin in between his thumb and idex.

"Don't ever let me hear you say that again." he said, almost angry. He obviously heard me. I pushed him off me, lightly, and turned back around, shutting the drawer with my hip then walking around him and out of the bathroom.

-

There was a knock at the door and I removed myself from the kitchen, opening the door to reveal my uncle and aunt, Adrian now getting out the car.

A smile lit up my face and I was pulled into a huge hug, kisses on cheeks being exchanged.

"Happy birthdayyy." I squealed a bit.

"You too." he smiled. He was bald. I couldn't help but laugh at how much he hadn't chaned. He looked like those young arm kids with shaved heads. He was now 42 but didn't look like he was a day over 25. It was weird.

"Oh so- these are your friends? Not your boyfriends?" he said, peeling away from me. I turned to see the boys greeting my aunt and looking at us, and now Adrian.

"Friends." I said. I turned and practically pounced on Adrian.

"Adiiii!!!"

He was 14 but you'd think he could be one of the boys. He gave me a huge hug and squeezed my like I was a toy.

I pulled away and looked at him.

"You're a buff motherfucker." I whispered. The room filled with laughs, probably because of the way I said it.

"I missed you." he said, almost teary eyed.

"Me too." I half grinned.

"WHOS HUNGRY?!" Daniel yelled, mimicking me in an apron.

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Hiii

For starters let me tell you how much I love you for almost 900 . Jfc.

2. I wrote this on my phone so I've got editing to do.

3. ilyssmmm