Cherry / l.h ✔️

13

~Violet's POV~

I ended up, somehow, hanging out with Luke for the rest of the time we were in the pool. Granted, it was spent in silence as I looked up at the stars and listened to Ashton, Michael, and Calum yelling and giggling at the other end of the pool, but still.

Eventually, though, we got out when a bunch of bugs began flying into the deep end, which is where Luke and I were. I despised bugs.

I stepped out, running up to the front porch, leaving a trail of water behind me. Then I realized, "We don't have towels." I announced, and Luke looked over at me as he opened the back door. "I'll be back." He assured, and he came back, throwing me a large towel that I quickly wrapped around myself.

I made sure that none of them were looking before I slipped off Luke's shorts, allowing them to fall to the ground. The sound of the heavy shorts plopping against the ground caught their attention and they looked over at me and then down at the shorts. "Did you just take off your pants?" Michael asked, and I nodded. "They're cold." I shrugged.

I headed inside first, hearing them follow behind me as I kept my towel clutched tightly around me. Ashton, Calum and Michael headed off upstairs into separate bedrooms, probably knowing where they were going to sleep already since they'd been here before. I, on the other hand, had no idea what to do.

I felt a soft brush against my bare shoulder and looked to my right, seeing Luke beside me as he nodded at the door I was stood in front of. I realized it was Luke's room. "You gonna go in or just stand there?" He chuckled, and I didn't answer, but quickly opened the door, entering his bedroom. He closed the door behind us and locked it, heading over to his dresser while I stood in the middle of the room, not wanting to get his bed wet.

Luke entered the bathroom and took a quick shower before emerging from the bathroom in, you guessed it, a pair of sweatpants. I hadn't seen him take any boxers into the bathroom, so I assumed it was just sweatpants he was wearing.

Luke searched through his drawers before handing me a pair of underwear and a large black t-shirt. I moved past him and into his bathroom, closing the bathroom door and locking it. I took off the clothes I was wearing and turned on the shower, letting it heat up. I got in, popping open Luke's shampoo as I wet my hair.

Out of habit, I sniffed the shampoo and it smelled of roses. I quickly washed and conditioned my hair before washing my body and then getting out. I grabbed a towel and dried myself off, pulling on the underwear Luke gave me. When I put them on, I realized they fit me more like women's briefs, or as most people call them, granny panties. They weren't like boxers on me. I shrugged and put on the shirt, which fell to a little above mid-thigh.

I flicked off the light as I left the bathroom, my wet clothes in hand. Luke looked up at me from his bed, standing up and nodding to the clothes in my hands. "I can wash those for you now." He offered, and I nodded.

I held them out for Luke to take and, as he was taking them, my underwear fell to the floor. His gaze dropped down to them and he raised a brow as I leaned over and picked them up. "Is that a thong?" He asked, sounding surprised. I gave a slight nod, and he laughed. "I didn't know you wore thongs, Cherry." He teased, and I groaned. "Shut up, Luke." I sighed, shaking my head.

He took them from me and wiggled his eyebrows, "Black lace, too!" He gasped, walking out of his room. I blushed, embarrassed that he was making a big deal about it just for the sake of embarrassing me.

When Luke came back, he shut and locked the bedroom door again before turning off the lights, leaving us in total darkness. I made my way towards his bed and began to get in the bed, only I learned it was on the same side he was already on. I learned this by accidentally sitting right in Luke's lap.

At the same time, both of us yelled in surprise at the other one and the light beside his bed turned on as I quickly stood back up. Luke gaped up at me in surprise, "What the hell did you do that for?!" He exclaimed, and I became a flustered mess. "I didn't mean to! I didn't even know you were over here yet!" I exclaimed back, realizing that I seemed to embarrass myself a lot around him.

He sent me a dirty look as he reached over and turned off the lamp. "Whatever. Just quit managing to accidentally rub your ass on my cock or I'm gonna start to think it's not an accident." He said into the dark, and I huffed as I walked to the other side of the bed. "It was an accident, though!" I frowned.

"You've done it twice in like, four hours!" He exclaimed, and I rolled my eyes as I carefully reached out, swatting the air in front of me to make sure he had stayed on the other side of the bed. "I'm sorry!" I whined, crawling into his bed. "It really was an accident." I insisted. He just grunted in response and shifted beside me as I laid beneath the covers. "I don't know, Cherry, I think you might be trying to tell me something." He teased.

"I am. I'm trying to tell you that it was an accident." I huffed, and he chuckled.

"Sure you are." He murmured, obviously joking with me. I reached out and lightly smacked him where I thought his shoulder was, "Shut up." I sighed, rolling onto my side so that I was facing Luke, even though I couldn't really see him. "Night, Cherry." He muttered, and I blinked, curling myself up into a ball. "Night, Luke."