aggression | luke hemmings

Chapter Ten

Luke's POV

I know how wrong it is to say this, considering we met just a few days ago, but I was hard. When Becca wears spandex, it does terrible things to me as you can probably tell.

Hard. Hard. Hard. Hard. Hard. But I'm not going to do anything about it.

"And I'm the dirty minded one?" Becca laughs, her brows raised.

"I might have to rethink that," I say. She laughs again and kisses my forehead, then she crawls off my lap and sits down next to me. I lay down on the bed, my feet still hanging off the edge though. I check the time, it's 9:55.

"Luke," Becca says softly, still sitting up but staring down at me.

"Becca," I say.

"You should probably put a blanket over that," she chuckles, nodding her head toward my crotch. I laugh and sit up, not bothering to cover myself though (it's not like I'm not wearing pants but they're thin).

Becca sighs and moves to lay down in the spot she usually sleeps in but she doesn't close her eyes, I shift so my legs aren't hanging off the bed and I am laying straight next to my girlfriend. I sigh but don't say a word, not until Becca rolls on top of me, straddling me again and leaning down to kiss me. Woah.

I sit up on my elbows for support and move my lips with hers,  this isn't helping my hard on. She's teasing me on purpose, I never saw this side of Becca until now and I'm loving it.

She places one hand on my chest and cups my cheek with the other as she continues to kiss me. Man, she is hot. Like, hotter than Ariana Grande and Katy Perry; and that's saying something.

"This is torture," I groan when she pulls away.

"Its fun though," Becca laughs. It's really strange hearing that from her. I smile and she pecks my lips before scooting down, still in straddle position, so that she's laying on top of me. I wrap my arms around her small back and she smiles into the crook of my neck.

"What made you decide to do that?" I ask. "To tease me on purpose."

"Oh, I dunno... Maybe the fact that I can see how hard you are," she whispers, we're so dirty. I like it.

I stick my tongue out at her when she looks up, smirking. I smirk back and kiss her forehead.

"Goodnight Luke," Becca says and rolls off of me, still really close though.

"Goodnight love," I say. "I love you, Becca."

"I love you too," Becca says, closes her eyes, and drifts to sleep. I close my eyes too and wrap my arms around the beautiful girl next to me. I fall asleep after kissing her hair, she smiles in her sleep.

Some time in the hour of 9 a.m., I open my eyes. Becca is still asleep, her hands clutching my shirt tightly and the same soft smile that she had last night plays on her lips. I don't move in fear of waking her up, disturbing her peaceful sleep.

In five minutes' time, Becca's blue eyes flutter open, she squints because of the light but smiles at me when she sees me awake.

"Morning love," I say.

"Morning Luke," she answers. She lets go of my shirt and sits up, I run my hand over my scruffy hair and walk to the bathroom.

I brush my teeth and as soon as I step out of the bathroom, Becca looks up. She is wearing a white band t-shirt for Coldplay and white shorts, it looks really good in contrast of her slightly tan skin.

Becca leans up to kiss my lips quickly before walking to the bathroom and closing the door, she brushes her teeth and hair and as soon as she comes out, I pull a black t-shirt over my head and a grey beanie. Then I grab some clean jeans and walk to the bathroom to finish getting dressed. There is a small yellow wrapper of something hanging out of the bin, I look at it and smirk. Should've known, girls and their periods.