the science project || l.h.

[eighteen] - [i'm already yours]

"We have to go to this party."

That was the first thing Lil said to me when she came over. 

If you're wondering, no, this is not before trying to explain me and Luke to her. That was Wednesday. And she almost killed me.

"Why?" I whine. I don't want to go anywhere. I'm in my sweatpants and my Los Angeles croptop and am ready for Netflix and chocolate with a side of root beer floats.

"Because, you lazy ass hat. You have a boyfriend, I have a boyfriend," she says. I give her a look.

"We're not dating." I say. She rolls her eyes. 

"'We don't like each other', 'we're not dating', get your shit together, Luklivia." She says, filing through my closet, probably for something to borrow. My eyebrows raise.

"What the fuck?" I ask, referring to her mash of Luke and I's names. She shrugs.

"Luklivia, Oliviluke, you shitheads make it hard to make ship names," she says. I just sit there, my mouth half open.

"Don't even fucking- wait. What's your ship name with Ashton, then?" I ask, challenging her. But of course she has her shit together.

"Lilashton." She says, looking at me. "It was going to be Lashton, but I like Lilashton better. I'm in the process of convincing him to accept his defeat."

I flop back down on my bed. "So, you're making me go to this party, then, eh?" I sigh. She takes out my short red dress and holds it up to her body. "Mhmm,"

"Why are you borrowing something? Why didn't you just bring something over?" I ask. I'm certainly shorter than she is. Those might be shorter on her. But hell, she can work anything.

"Didn't think I could sway you. But I forgot how much of a wuss you are." She says, hooking my dress on her arm. I scoff, sitting up.

"Well if you're taking my red dress, what am I gonna wear?" I ask. She shrugs, looking through my shoes. "Damn. You're a six. Forgot you have the world's smallest feet,"

"Sorry, you giant." I say, getting up and going to my closet. "Just wear your converse, you'll look fine,"

"Yeah, it's not like you'll be taller than me with heels, you're my height in 'em." She says, laughing slightly. I roll my eyes and file through my dresses.

"Wear the black one with the white collar," she suggests. I raise an eyebrow. It's a little classy, not exactly the party type.

"Pair it with nude heels and make your hair all messy and crazy. You don't have to work to get Luke's attention, he stares at your ass twenty-four-seven." She says. I groan, remembering Wednesday's conversation about my bum.

"Fuck off," I say, going into my bathroom. I change and do my makeup before messing my hair up and putting that beach spray stuff in it. I walk out. Lil is already in the red dress of mine, doing her makeup from her little make up kit. She looks prettier than me, as always.

She looks up at me and smiles. "See! That works. You look hot, little mamma," she teases. I laugh and cover my face with my hands. "Don't ever say that again,"

We make sure we look alright and then head out. Luckily, my parents are working and my siblings are at my aunt's. We drive over to the party.

As soon as we go inside, we hurry to find the four Aussie boys. They're in a corner, laughing about something. When they see us they say hi, and Ashton totally checks Lil out before putting an arm around her waist and pulling her to him.

Luke, on the other hand, is tongue tied watching me. I raise an eyebrow before scooting over to his side, muttering a rather pathetic 'hi'.

"Uh, hey, you, uhm, you look.. You look, pretty hot.. I mean, uhm, you look gorgeous.. I mean-"

"Shut up, Hemmings, my God," I laugh, blushing a little. He's trying really hard to be all sweet but in reality he's just watching my boobs. Of course.

His arm rests on the side of my bum, sliding me closer to him. "You really do look beautiful," he tells me. I carefully stand on my toes and kiss his cheek.

Conversation distracts us until Lil and Ashton go dance. Luke looks at me. "Want to dance?" He asks. I shake my head. "I'm not in the mood. Unless you want to, I mean," I say. He chuckles and shakes his head.

"Nah, I'm terrible," he smiles. Instead we just talk, the two of us.

Until Lil comes over and drags me the the dancing crowd.

"What the hell??" I say. She rolls her eyes. "You're not getting anywhere with him. I know you can dance, you shit, tease him." She says. My eyes widen. "What??"

"Do I have to say it twice? Or get you drunk??" She asks. I look down and clear my throat. Before I can say anything, she disappears, leaving me alone. Oh God.

I turn around and try to make my way out to find Luke. I have no idea what I should do. Maybe I should just get a drink...

"Hey, God, thought I lost you," Luke says. He's standing in front of my, his blue eyes full of worry.

I shake my head. "Nope, I'm here," I giggle. He has a red cup in his hand. "Can I have a sip?" I ask. His eyes go wide.

"You drink??" He asks. I shrug. "Not really, but I want a little somethin'." I giggle. He reluctantly hands me his cup. I take a big gulp from it and get a little energy. 

"Wanna dance?" I ask him. He raises an eyebrow. "I thought you weren't in the mood?" He asks. I shrug. "Suit yourself,"

I walk into the crowd, but not too far, making sure Luke can see me. I'm feeling extremely daring now. A little alcohol on someone who isn't used to it does wonders.

I look over at Luke, who's giving me a questioning look. My hand runs through my hair and holds it in place, and I start to dance. In quite a provocative manner.

His eyes are the size of tennis balls. I bite my lip and wiggle my eyebrows at him, making him let out a nervous laugh. I'm determined.

I keep dancing and he comes over. "I thought you were a good girl but here you are finishing my drink and dancing like this," he says, trying to joke, but his voice is husky. Wow that's hot.

"I guess I'm just a bad girl that hasn't been caught red handed yet," I giggle, winking at him. What is up with me...

He breathes. "That's it," he says. He grabs my arm and pulls me out to the back yard. There's not many people out here. He pushes me against the wall. I ignore the pain from the rough outside of the house and focus on Luke's lips on mine and his hands rubbing underneath my bum.

He pulls back and starts kissing my neck. "Luke," I breathe. He hums. "I'm going to make you mine. God, you don't know how hot you are." He says between kisses. I moan quietly. Luke pulls away and looks at me.

"Do that again." He says. He looks so desperate. I blink, not realizing I did it at all. My face turns completely red. "I-I can't, i-it just happened,"

Instead of replying, Luke kisses a spot under my ear and then sucks on it. A louder moan slips past my lips. Luke groans. It's one of the hottest things...

I catch myself. We can't do this. "Luke, stop, we're not together, remember?" I say quietly. He pulls away and looks at me, seeming concerned. 

"Oh, r-right, I-I'm sorry, I-"

"It isn't your fault, I pushed you." I sigh. I feel so awful. "I'm sorry," I sniffle. He pulls me into a hug.

"No, no, I should've controlled myself. Please don't be sad." He says, rubbing my back.

"We're going to figure this out. I promise." I tell him. He nods and kisses the top of my head.

"And Luke?"

"Uh huh?"

"I'm already yours."

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A/N:

AHHH GOD MY LIFE

I LOVE THEM

SO MUCH

YOU KNOW THE DRILL GUYS

I LOVE YOU

-allie xx