december 1st, 2013 (around 1:15)
ages; 19
luke reacted without thinking as he kissed me back, falling to his knees and closing the gap between us completely.
and then his conscious seemed to wake as he pulled away and fell onto his arse, his wide blue eyes staring me. "maels?" he said, but it wounded up being more of a question. "um, what-"
"please, just shut up and be my rebound," i pleaded and he shrugged before straddling my lap and kissing me roughly. i tangled my fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck with one hand and moving up his shirt to his abs with the other. "jesus, luke, six-pack much?"
he snorted and kept on kissing me, his hands tightly on my hips as he forced entry with his tongue. and i think my foot hit something because the sheet above us fell upon his back, and he pulled away in surprise. we fell into a fit of giggles until he moved the sheet off his head and he looked down at me. the blue of his eyes somehow darker.
"what're we doing, maely?"
i laughed, looking at his lips before looking back at his eyes. "self wallowing," i said and he chuckled, falling beside me. we sat there on the floor between the bed and a dresser in silence, playing with each other's fingers lazily. "he was using me." my voice was quiet.
luke moved onto his side, propping himself up with his arm. "him and michael have a little game to see who can get laid more during the tour," he mumbled. "asked me and cal to get involved, but that was when he was dating jada and i just didn't want to."
"is he gonna' use hannah?" i asked calmly. i knew that even if he did she'd be happy because she got to bang one forth of 5sos. he didn't reply, only shrugging. "how could i be so stupid to kiss him back? of course he's not the same ash. i was just some pawn."
"don't say that," he whispered.
but i kept going. "i kissed him because i, for some stupid reason, thought maybe he still loves me?" i picked at my chipping black nail polish. "i dunno."
luke hiked up the shirt i was wearing and traced patterns on the surface of my skin. "when we had to leave, he did it for you," he said. "i told him to tell you but he only left because he didn't want to hurt you. to make you beg to come or something. he couldn't, really. he wouldn't let any of us say bye either, because then you'd just wonder where he was." i shut my eyes. "it was stupid. it just hurt you more thinking he didn't love you enough to say bye."
i jumped when there was a knock at the door, and hannah came rushing in with a key, in only her bra and underwear, her long brown hair falling into her face. "do you wanna' come swimming with us?" she asked and i looked at luke, who shrugged and nodded. hannah got out after squealing. we both got up and i started stripping out of my shorts.
"what're you doing?" luke asked nervously, and i grinned, taking his shirt off my body with a wink. "maels..." he laughed hesitantly.
"you don't think i'm going to swim in that, do you?" i giggled, getting some towels out of the closet. "come on, then. strip, lucas, strip." i watched him scowl at me before moving out of his shirt and then his shorts, before he completely took off his boxers. "oh, my eyes! it burns!"
he pulled on some swimming trunks that appeared out of nowhere, moving over to me and leaving a proper snog on my lips. i raised an eyebrow. "you know what would be fun," he began, and i shook my head. "if we made ashton jealous."
"he wouldn't get jealous though?"
luke rolled his eyes. "but he would. he obviously loves you, still, and probably knew you were listening," he said and i still didn't understand. "since we got bigger he's got this little attitude and so you probably pissed him off so he said those things to make you mad. i have no doubt he'd drop the bet and let mikey win to be with you." luke watched my face break out into a smile.
i stood on my tip-toes and pressed my lips to his for a sweet kiss. "kiss me a lot at the pool, then, 'kay?" i asked and he nodded, slapping my bum. "hey now."
"this is what dreams are made of!" he sang, and i shoved him 'til he stumbled back. then he started giggling like crazy and i shot him an unamused face. "your underwear has a batman utility belt on them." he kept giggling as i looked and yeah, i wore my batman boyshorts, and no, i wasn't ashamed. i wiggles my bum on the way to the door, which made him laugh harder. "oh my god, i love you maelman."
"yeah, yeah."
