I finished putting my things together and threw some clothes on. I still hear Michael banging on my door. Doesn’t this fuck ass take a hint. He’s been banging for almost 30 minutes now. I see a text from Luke and I was relieved that he was here. I grabbed my things and prepared for World War III with him.
I opened the door to see his face and his knuckles red. His hair was a mess and he looked crazy. He stared at me wide eyed when I walked past him. “Uh…” He says and just stares at me walking downstairs. “What’s all the stuff for?” He growls as he runs down the stairs. He meets me halfway and takes my things from me.
He presses his body to me and I whimper under his touch. “Are you leaving me?” He whispers, his breathe cool and it made my spine shiver. “You’re hurting me.” I mutter as he presses into me more. “Where are you going Grace?” He questions grabbing my wrist. I push him off of me and fight with him over my stuff. “GIVE ME MY SHIT.” I yell in his face. “TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK YOU’RE GOING.” He screams a lot louder. “Fuck off.” I turn my head away from him. “TELL ME NOW.” He shouts. “NO LEAVE ME ALONE.” I say trying to get my stuff from him.
I suddenly hear the doorbell ring and he drops my stuff and runs towards the door. He opens it abruptly and I see the shock on his face. “Luke?” He says his voice full with question and rage. “Hey man, Grace here?” He says calmly. I grab my shit and make a run for it. I bump Michael and slam the door behind me. I speed walk to his car. “GRACE!” I hear Michael shouting my name and I see Luke walking toward his car looking back and forth between me and Michael. I get to the car and see Calum in the back seat. “Hey Grace!” He says excitingly.
“Hey.” I say shortly, out of breath. My chest rises up and down, my body tired from the events that just occurred. Luke finally gets to the car and looks confused. “What’s wrong with him?” He asks. “I don’t know, him and Layla got into a fight.” I lie.
“Oh, that’s the usually between them.” He chuckles. “Hey lets go get ice cream!” Calum says. “Fine with me!” I say, honestly I’m just glad to be out of that house. It was like hell with satan trying to fuck me.
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We arrive at the ice cream shop. “What’s your favorite Grace?” Luke asks me. “Oh I don’t really have a favorite. I really like mint with chocolate chips or oreos.” I giggle. “I like that too! I think I’m going to get that also!” He says leaning into me. He smelt heavenly. His colon smelt close to vanilla with a hint of man.. or boy.
We finally got to the end of the line and I was annoyed that Luke paid for me, but I decided not to argue knowing I wouldn’t win that fight. We ate our ice cream in silence. It was so good, I literally had an orgasm in my mouth. “Good?” Calum asked us and we nodded our head aggressively.
We let the ice cream shop and we headed to Ashton’s house. “Just drop me off on the corner dude.” Calum says before gathering his things in the back seat. “Bye guys! I’ll see you tomorrow!” He opens the door and slams it while walking away.
“What do you want to do?” Luke says while pulling off. “I don’t wanna go home. Can I stay the night?” I say picking at my fingers. “Are you actually going to stay this time?”
“Of couse!” I say leaving Luke with a smirk on his face.
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