The Luggage // hemmings

Ch. 15: "No, Michael, Put that Thing Away"

Luke

"Eddie, what the fuck are you doing?  Don't leave me, you little shit!" I whined in a really bad high pitched voice.  I pretended to cry dramatically.  We were doing New Moon right now.  I only knew the stories because the boys made me sit through all five movies because I pulled a prank on them. 

We switched things up a little to be creative so I played all the girls and Jilly played all the guys. 

Jilly covered her mouth as she tried to stifle her laugh.  She cleared her throat and said in a really bad low "man" voice, "I'm sorry, Belly, it has to be this way because you're an annoying lil bish, and my sparkles are too sexy for you."  She slapped her ass playfully, and I thought, Conceal, don't feel.  Conceal your dick, don't feel your dick. 

We "fast-forwarded" to the scene when Edward was going to step into the sunlight. 

"Eddie, don't do it!" I cried dramatically, laughing my ass off.  "Eddie, no!"

Jilly took one step, spreading her arms out.  "Shut the fuck up, Belly.  I have to do this."

Instead of tackling her like Bella tackled Edward in the movie, I grabbed her arm and pulled her in for a bear hug.  I made us fall onto the couch with me on the bottom, and I wrapped my legs and arms around her.

"Can't do it now, Eddie," I whispered into her hair. 

Honestly, we were both comfortable laying on top of one another.  Yeah, I was hopelessly in love with her, but we were also best friends.  Also, we'd slept in the same bed before after our hot drunk makeout session (the one important thing to me that Jilly didn't remember).  We'd kind of just passed out on the bed. 

We finished New Moon, decided to skip Eclipse, and moved on to Breaking Dawn. 

"Sorry, I fell in love with your barely-a-year-old baby, Belly!" I said. 

"Fuck off, Jakie, you stupid." 

We finished poorly reenacting all five Twilight movies.  Jilly and I couldn't even say our lines anymore because we were laughing so hard.  What we were doing was completely stupid, but I didn't mind.  I was doing stupid things with a girl I was completely in love with. 

We lay on our backs inside the fort, which still managed to stay intact.  We were breathing pretty hard, and for good reason: we'd been dramatically running around the hotel room for hours now. 

I'd spoken with Calum yesterday, and told him I was going to ask Jilly out tonight.  It was really just us for the whole day.  Ash and Mike were on a date (not really, but they were spending the day together and Cal and I liked to tease them about it), and Cal and Kate were on a real date. 

Technically, you could say that Jilly and I were on a date too, or at least doing things that people in a relationship could do. 

"I'm hungry," she said suddenly.  My stomach grumbled too; it was past noon. "Anymore leftover pizza?"

"Nope, but we can make a few sandwiches."

"Simple sandwiches sound good."  Jilly crawled out of the fort, and I tried not to stare at her ass.  I liked her black skinny jeans, and her blue shirt.  I liked it when she wore blue. 

We raced each other to the kitchen, and I let her win.  The boys and I had stocked the room with a lot of foodstuffs because a lot of times we just wanted to be lazy and not go out to eat. 

"What kind of sandwiches do you like?" I asked her. 

"Ya know, I'm just in the mood for a grilled cheese," she said, taking two pieces of bread and dumping about ten slices of cheddar and mozzarella in between.