aggression | luke hemmings

Chapter Nine

Becca's POV

Mike hands us each a bottle of water, I hand mine to Luke and he opens it for me. I take a drink and close the cap afterwards and put it on the coffee table.

"So what would you like to do?" Mike asks.

"I dunno- Timber!" Luke says. The song changed to Timber by Pitbull, ft. Ke$ha. Mike stands up and cheers, then sits down.

"It's going down, I'm yelling Timber! You better move, you better dance. Let's make a night, you won't remember! I'll be the one, you won't forget, Ohhh," Ke$ha sings, the boys and I sing along but we stay seated and don't dance. I am surprised when Ash gets the whole rapping part, he's good. He chuckles when the rap part ends, I'm not sure why but we sing the rest of the parts anyway after clapping for him.

For 25 minutes, the 4 of us sit and listen to music, singing along to every word we hear. My phone gets low battery though, so Mike lets me charge it but we don't use music any more.

"So, back to you guys," Ash smirks when I come back from plugging my phone into Mike's charger.

"Back to us what?" Luke asks. "You're not going to be those people who beg for every detail about us, are you?"

"Nah," Mike says.

"Then what are you staring at us for?" I ask, brows raised.

"Have you kissed?" Ash asks, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his lap. Luke sighs.

"You could say that," Luke smirks. Mike laughs.

"So you've..." He says, his voice trailing off.

"No!" I say, brows furrowed. "He just means that... when we kiss, it ends up like..." I struggle for words, gesturing in the air but putting my hands down because I can't find words.

"We'll show you if you want?" Luke says, Ashton and Mike laugh but nod. I turn to face Luke, he leans in and kisses my lips softly, the way he always does. His hands find their way to my waist in a minute, my arms around his neck, and it's as if Mike and Ash completely disappear. Another minute later, I end up on my boyfriend's lap, making out with him the way we were this morning but less detailed and we don't end up lying on a bed.

I hear a chuckle fall from Ashton's lips, followed by a sigh from Michael.

"Okay, now I get what you mean," Ashton says, laughing now.

"I'll uh, be in my room," Mike says. I giggle against Luke's warm lips, we continue kissing though.

"Me too," Ash says and I hear footsteps fading away, a door closing and bursts of laughter.

Luke pulls away for a second, "Shut up!" He yells to his friends and comes back to me, pecking my lips multiple times and lingering for a second on the last one. I smile and hug him tightly.

"Why does this always happen?" I whisper.

"I don't know, we were just meant to be I guess," He whispers back.

"Hey, if I come out and go back in the living room am I gonna be mentally scarred?" Ash yells from Mike's bedroom.

"No," I shout. I shift so I'm not straddling Luke but I'm still on his lap, like a little kid in the mall, telling Santa what they want for Christmas. The door clicks open and Ash sighs in relief, Mike follows him to the living room and they sit down in their original places. Luke's arms wrap around my stomach and he doesn't move.

"Okay, I see what you meant," Mike laughs. I raise my brows and Luke pokes his tongue out of his mouth.

"Anyway," Ash says in a funny deep voice. "Now that that's over..."