aggression | luke hemmings

Chapter Fifteen

Becca's POV

I was taken by surprise. Not the kind of surprise I don't like, such as not knowing where I'm going for a date (hint hint), but the kind of surprise that makes you want more.

I move my lips with Luke's, I am straddling him like I did the other day when I teased him. But I'm kind of worried how far this might go, our pace is very fast and we're in the position that turns Luke on. I trust him, though, so I shake the thought out of my mind and lay my hands on Luke's chest. I pull away to catch my breath, smiling down at Luke. He sits up and leans against the headboard, wrapping his arms around me. I do the same to him.

"I needed that," Luke sighs. I chuckle and lay my head on Luke's shoulder, sighing as well.

"So did I," I admit. "I love you."

"I love you too," Luke says. "To Pluto and back 74.5 times." I smile, even though he can't see me. I love it when he says that, it really means a lot, to both of us. "Hey Becca?"

"Yes?" I ask.

"Yesterday I was being a jerk, so don't blame yourself on me," He adds, pulling away and looking me in the eye. I stay quiet, I don't have anything to say to that without blaming myself. "I was taking advantage of your uh... attitude, and pushing you to levels you didn't want to be at," Luke continues, "I was a rude ass jerk and I apologize."

"It's okay, and don't call yourself that," I add. "Because it isn't true."

"Yeah it is," Luke sighs, looking down. All I see in his deep eyes is guilt.

"Luke," I say. He looks back up at me. "If it makes you feel any better, that was only my bipolar girl problems acting up," I add, earning a small smile from Luke. "And I still love you the same."

"Good," he states, kissing my forehead and pulling me closer to him. If that's even possible. I wrap my arms around his torso and sit there for a few minutes in silence, the only sound we hear is the people in the halls.

"Should we stop by Luke's place?" I hear Ashton ask, he is probably still with Calum.

"Yeah," Calum says, in an instant there is a knock on the door. I stand up to get it but cringe, my Bipolar Girl Problems are making my stomach hurt. Luke frowns but I get the door anyway.

"Hey guys!" I say. The boys walk in when I gesture for them to come in and they sit on the bed we don't use. I sit next to Luke, who's on the edge of our bed now.

"Why don't you go change?" Luke whispers to me, Ashton and Calum cannot hear.

"Change what?" I ask, just as quietly. Luke raises his brow and I form an 'o' shape with my mouth, chuckling and standing up to go to the bathroom.

On my way out, I grab a water bottle and sit next to Luke, shifting uncomfortably because my cramps are killing me and normally water helps (for me, at least). At the moment I don't care that Ashton and Calum are eying me suspiciously. I give up, falling backwards onto the bed, with my knees touching my chest and clutching my stomach. I let out a groan and take a drink of water.

"What's up with you?" Cal asks.

"Bipolar Girl Problems," Luke smirks.

"Luke!" I say and lightly punch his arm.

"Oh!" Ashton says, his eyes wide and amused. Calum chuckles, his brows raised. "Is there um.. Anything we can do?"

"No," I sigh. Luke laughs and pulls me back up, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "You're not the type to make jokes about it are you?"

"No," they shake their heads. Luke bites his lip, trying to fight a smile.

"Well at least Ash and Cal don't make jokes," I say to Luke.