Him . Luke Hemmings

Chapter Four

Isla's POV

I opened my eyes slowly to see empty vodka bottles and my clothes strewn out on Bella's bed and I frowned slowly turning around and my eyes widened as I remembered last night. Luke Hemmings' sweaty body hovering over mine was burnt into my mind.

"Fuck, why did I sleep with you?" I whined hiding my face in my pillow and pulling the covers over my head. A low chuckle rumbled from next to me and I peeked through the covers to see the sight that had given me a fright before hand. A shirtless Luke Hemmings in my bed. Sat up quite happy and typing away on his phone. Why hadn't he crept out?

"You seemed all up for it last night baby," He said placing his phone on his bed side and looking over at me. As soon as I looked into his eyes I knew something had changed. This wasn't the Luke Hemmings that I had come to idolise for years this was just Luke, a guy I had managed to sleep with and for some reason was still here.

"My head hurts," I pouted and he lowered himself so that he was under the covers with me now and he brushed a piece of my hair behind my ear before he kissed me slowly.

"Good morning Isla," He said and I blushed realising how naked I was which was very very naked, completely naked and we were both under the covers together fully visible. I covered myself quickly with my hands but his hands were soon on my wrists peeling my  hands from my body slowly. His eyes were locked with mine and it was the most sensual I've ever felt. I pulled away and realised our bodies were now pressed against each other.

"Morning," I whispered knowing our faces were in close proximity. He smiled and tugged the cover down so we could both actually get a breath of cool air. I remained snuggled against him and he slowly stroked my back up and down gently causing goosebumps to appear wherever he touched.

"So last night was great," I said shutting my eyes briefly and yawning a little resting my head in the crook of his neck and fiddling with the hair at the nape of his neck.

"It really was, I'd love to see you again Isla,"

"Really?"

"What do you mean really?"

"It's just, aren't you really famous?" Fuck. Come on Isla think of something to explain yourself. You don't know anything about 5sos remember? "I'm pretty sure that's what you meant by the thing at the bar and then those girls at the club," Good save. He sighed thankfully moving now to stroking my hair. 

"Yeah I am but that doesn't have to change a thing, of course I still want to see you again," He said and I blushed leaning up to press a kiss against his lips sweetly.

"If you must," I said with a wink rolling off him and moving to get out of bed but his arms wrapped around my waist.

"Where are you going?" He whined and I giggled at him pulling his hands from around my waist to lace with my hands.

"For a shower, you want to join?" I said and he grinned at me practically tugging me to the bathroom and then slapping my ass after he spun me around.

"Classy,"