Him . Luke Hemmings

Chapter Thirty Three

Isla's POV

"I have a surprise," I whispered after we ended up home, I looked over at Luke who rose his eyebrows at me.

"What is it?" He said nodding towards my bedroom door and I rolled my eyes shaking my head.

"No, it's in the kitchen but we'll go and sit on Lauren's balcony too, dammit that basically gave it away," I pouted and Luke wrapped his arms around the back of my neck to press his lips to mine.

"I don't know what it could possibly be," Luke said sarcastically and I pressed his cheeks together before pressing his lips back to mine and then I watched Max creep out of the kitchen with a thumbs up. I asked Luke if he could give me a piggy back to the kitchen and he agreed as we almost entered I wrapped my hands over his eyes so he couldn't see and he laughed loudly.

"Two steps forward, turn left, left Luke that's right, left, left ok, you can look now," I said slipping off his back and turning to look at him. He was smiling so widely and I grinned as well. "I know we're not really romantic or anything, but I just wanted to have a cute little date that's all-"

"I love it, I fucking love it, no one has ever done anything like this for me, thank you Isla, thank you so much," He said pressing kisses on my lips quickly and I smiled happily hugging him tightly. I looked around at the room and the guys had done a great job, the fairy lights looked amazing and so did the pasta that they had made, even if it was using my dad's recipe I left for them.

"You're welcome, you deserve it," I told him and he blushed heavily linking our hands together and kissing me passionately. His hands left mine and tangled in my hair causing me to let out a soft moan and pull away in realisation. "Although we're not going to do it on the pasta, we're going to eat the pasta," I said with a soft chuckle and he grinned at me pulling the chair out for me as  I sat down.

We had an amazing romantic dinner and my heart felt so warm. To be on a date with Luke Hemmings felt amazing. Everything about this situation felt amazing. He was a beautiful man with a beautiful heart. 

"I can't believe we're going to London tomorrow, I've loved being in our little bubble together and it's going to be burst by those buffoons," Luke said causing me to snort loudly. His eyes immediately lifted from staring at the pasta as he stared at me in awe a gigantic grin gracing his features.

"Did you just snort?" He asked through his giggled and I felt my face heat up. I looked down at my pasta as he continued to giggle at me. "Sorry it's just so damn cute,"

"Well I wouldn't have snorted if you hadn't referred to your friends as buffoons," I said pointing at him with my fork and he rolled his eyes at me both of us still lightly chuckling. We finished up the pasta and I left the dished for my room mates to do.

Luke and I made our way through to my room and I sprawled out on the bed happily. "This feels like home," I spoke looking up at Luke's face, not his real one, the one on my poster above my bed.

"And why's that?" He spoke walking over and sprawling out next to me to loosely wrap himself around me.

"My friends are here, you're here. Is there anything more I could ask for? I don't think I've actually been this happy in years," I spoke softly and his head raised from my chest to look me in the eyes.

"Really?" He asked and I nodded slowly feeling tears prick at my eyes. I cursed wiping them away quickly and Luke frowned at me taking my face in his hands. "Please don't be upset," 

"I'm not, I don't even know why I'm crying. Just overwhelmed I guess," I sighed shakily and my eyes widened in realisation. I knew why I was crying. I pulled out my phone and checked the date cursing.

"What is it?" He asked stroking my hair and I muttered the reason to him not really wanting to say it out loud as it was embarrassing and not to mention Ethan would hate me talking about this subject with him. "I can't hear when you talk like that, I'm old," He whined pulling a face and I rolled my eyes at him.

"I start my period tomorrow," I said blatantly watching his eyes widen but then he smiled at me kissing my lips sweetly. I frowned at this behaviour expecting him to distance himself as it meant no sex for a while but he did the opposite. He seemed to notice my surprise and reassured me.

"Periods mean lots and lots of cuddles," My heart ached as I hugged him back and snuggled under his arms this time. 

"And blow jobs,"