Scars // LH

Chapter 10- Me, Share A Bed With You?

hey guys! this week was the first week of my summer break, so I've had lots of time to think about my updates! I also had an idea for a new story! More info in the authors notes...enjoy the chapter!

Me, Share A Bed With You?

 Luke's P.O.V.

"Luke..." Ashton took off his headphones and gave me a knowing look. "You really need to sleep. We'll be landing in Paris anytime soon, trust me mate, you'll be knackered come 3 this afternoon!"

I wasn't listening. I was tired, really, but I didn't want to sleep. I wanted to watch Sophie sleep. She looked so peaceful. She was lying in between my legs, her sleeve rolled up across her hand and her head buried into my chest. She stirred every now and then, so I'd move myself so she was comfortable then hold her tight again so she wouldn't move away. She was beautiful, and I wanted to save every last moment I had with her, and not sleep it away.

Ashton smiled. "Luke, I know you like her. I can see it when you look at her! But just 5 minutes not staring at her won't hurt." I returned the smile and opened my mouth to speak, when Sophie suddenly rolled over and sat up, looking me straight in the eye.

Sophie's P.O.V.

Orange brushed at my eyelids as I woke up. Where was I? A weird whirring sound filled my ears, that was practically all I could hear. Until I heard a familiar voice.

"Luke, I know you like her, I can see it when you look at her!" I heard Ashton whisper from nearby. I tried to roll over, but I wanted to listen. Were they talking about me? "But just 5 minutes not staring at her won't hurt."

Oh. They were talking about me.

Oh. Luke Hemmings had just been staring at me when I was sleeping.

Oh. I was on my way to Paris with the hottest boys on the planet.

Oh.

I quickly rolled over and sat up, meeting Luke's eyes. He looked surprised but quite amused.

Oh God. I just remembered I had no makeup on.

"Shit!" I cursed out loud and hid my face. Luke and Ashton started laughing. I blushed furiously behind the sleeve of my sweater. If embarrassment was a symptom of dying, then I was already dead.

"Good morning sleepyhead." Ashton reached out and ruffled my hair, still laughing. I scooted around to face him and squeezed up next to Luke. "Its not funny!" I wailed as Luke wrapped his arms around me from behind. "I look like a right mong when I'm asleep, especially with no makeup on!" I debated whether or not to cry. "I can't believe it."

"Oh we're only teasing." Luke leaned forward over my shoulder and turned his head to look at me. "You look cute when you're asleep, plus you don't even need makeup, right Ashton?"

Ash nodded in agreement, but I still didn't believe them. "Luke was staring at you the whole time. Isn't that right Luke?" I pretended to be shocked. "Is that so Lucas?" I mocked teasingly. Luke's face turned red and he pushed me back into my own seat before leaning back to look out of the window.

I could tell I'd embarrassed him, so I quickly changed the subject. As I twisted round to sit in my normal seat next to Ashton, I flicked Luke's shoulder. He whipped around and pretended to cry and cover his arm. "Ow! What was that for?"

I grinned proudly. "Where were you going to take me, then?"

"Guys! We're coming in to land!" Ashton declared, jumping up and down in his seat. I laughed. "Do you always do this when you land somewhere?" I asked with a frown.