Angel's Future✔️

11- Pick The Second One

[UNEDITED]
•HALO•

I glance at Luther through the corner of my eyes, watching him suck on those juicy lips of his.  His white t-shirt covered up an abdomen full of muscles (but not ripped) that I totally wanted to touch all the time. 

"You're staring again," he comments before turning to me.  I pretend to gasp and put my hands on my face.

"I'm sorry. Your smolder and lip action were getting me heated," I smirk softly before laying head on his chest.  He smiles and then winks.

"All yours."

I'm about to head for a kiss when my stomach demands attention with its furious growl.  Luther's upper lip curls up into a sneaky smile.

"What do you want?"

"What?" I reply confused.  He knows what I want.

He scoots closer, his arm around my shoulders. "I said... what do you want?"

Then I catch on by the playful glint in his eyes. "... It's not that simple."

"What.Do.You.Want."

Dramatically I get up and run my hands though my hair, "CHITPOLE."

He fights back his laugh and stands up with me still keeping up with our role play. "....what....?"

"Chips and guacamole!"

Luther lets out a rumbling laughter that originates from his belly and he bends over to get it all out.  Of course I laugh with him because we're such idiots with our role play of iconic vines.  That's how he asked me out when I was in 10th grade.  I was outside with my friends, about to walk home when Luther strolls forward shirtless and with a guitar.  He starts saying while messing up the strings on the guitar, "I love you, BITCHHH and I ain't ever gon stop loving you... BITCHH. Sooo will you go out with me, Babeeee?"

At first I was mad and ready to go off on him when my friends started laughing and telling me about the vine.  It was cute if you understood.

He even went as far as to ask my father permission.  Daddy was so ready to say no but Momma ended up talking to him.  She ships me and Luther saying that we're couple goals. I cringed so hard, it looked like I was spazzing out from afar.  Of course my parents set boundaries at that time which still stands until I turn 18.  Which is in 3 days!  The years flew by so fast, it's kind of scaring me to no end.

"C'mon," Luther grabs my hand in his. "Lemme feed you."

"Music to my ears, Prince Charming."

He snickers to my nickname.  I only call him that when he's being generous, kind, or gentlemen like.  Other times I call him Joker because he jokes nonstop and Luther is quite mean.  In a joking manner of course, or I wouldn't be with him.

"Mom, stop. She was cute okay? But that's it," Noel rolls his eyes while Mom chippers away at whatever she's saying to him.  We just saw them when we went outside.  Noel looks like he's been talked to death.  When he sees me his expression illuminates like he saw his next blessing.

"Sisstaaa!! Wassup!?"

"Can it, and listen to mom," I raise a brow at him. He never helps me when I need to get out of Mom's Talk-A-Thons.

"Ion like your girlfriend dude," Noel says to Luther while he frowns at me.

Luther clicks his tongue and twitches his nose. "Me neither dude."

That earns him a sharp jab to the ribs.  He groans bending over talking about his pancreas.

"Stop it y'all. Halo come help with the groceries."