aggression | luke hemmings

Chapter Fifty Seven

Luke's POV

At around 5 PM, Dr. Taylor lets me bring Becca home. I help her stand up and wrap my arm around her waist, leading her to the car. Livi had to go because Dylan needed something, but I stayed with Becca the whole time.

"Are you feeling better baby?" I ask, hitting the radio button. The song on is Fancy by Iggy Azalea so I turn off the radio. That song is incredibly annoying, who listens to people bragging that they're "so fancy"?

"Yeah," Becca answers. I nod, painting a smile on my lips knowing that she's not in pain.

While I drive, the only audible sound is the tires rolling over the asphalt roads. Becca is starting out the window, humming the tune of Ours by Taylor Swift. When I park back at the apartment I smile and grab her hand planting a sweet kiss there.

I kick off my shoes after walking inside. As I walk past Pete's room, my eyes widen and I rush in there. I forgot I left him there. I sigh as relief washes over me, Pete is laying peacefully down in his crib. Once I am closer I notice his cheeks are red and damp, making me guilty because I wasn't there to hold him when he cried. But I don't want to pick him up while he's asleep either, I'll just get him when he wakes up.

As if on cue, Pete's eyes fly open and he grins at me, although his eyes are teary. He sits up and holds his arms to me. I smile and grasp his small figure, his head drops to my shoulder as I walk out to Becca. She is on the couch with her legs taking up the other cushions, scrolling through some app on her phone which I'll bet is Tumblr. I walk over and note that she has her earbuds in so she didn't hear me when I walked in with Peter.

Soon, Becca jerks her head up and sees me. She smiles and waves, pausing her music. She pulls her legs up to her chest before unplugging her earbuds and placing them on the coffee table. I take it as a sign to sit down, so I do. Becca takes Pete and lays her legs over mine.

In ten quiet minutes, Pete falls asleep so Becca stands up and places him in his crib. When she gets back I peck her cheek and cuddle her into me, her warm breath hitting the crook of my neck.

"I love you Becca," I say.

"I love you too," Becca replies, a smile on her face. I smile as well and turn on the TV, browsing the movies on payperview.

"Do you like horror movies?" I ask, staring down at the beauty in my arms.

"Nope," She says. I guess it's because of her reaction last time we watched one.

"Too bad," I smirk and put on Carrie.

Or Carry, or Cary, or however you spell it lol...

"What was that for?" Bec asks, mouth hanging slightly open.

"I like holding you if you're scared, and I'm gonna end up holding you tonight," I say, making Becca blush but she chuckles as the film starts.

At 9 PM, the movie ends. Becca is clutching my shirt harshly, eyes wide. It wasn't even that scary, to be honest. Anyway, I kiss her forehead and drape my arms over her hips, not touching her stomach though.

"So did you like that?" I ask.

"Ask me again when I have nightmares!" She chuckles. I laugh as well and peck her cheek several times.

"Hey, stand up for a second," I say. Becca nods and stands up, I repeat her action and place my hands softly on her waist. Becca smiles when I duck my head down to kiss her. She cups my face in her hands and moves her full lips in synch with mine, I swipe my tongue along her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She smirks and opens her mouth so I push my tongue into it. As soon as my tongue is back in my own mouth, I graze my hands slightly over her body, ending on her bum, causing her to gasp. I chuckle in a low voice and moan when she tangles her fingers in my hair, she knows it's a turn on for me. I don't know where this is going but if it's where I think it is, I'm my stopping anytime soon. "Jump," I instruct. She moves her arms to my shoulders for support and jumps up, wrapping her legs easily around my waist as I catch her effortlessly. She is 21 years old but only around 105 pounds, somewhere around there because like I previously mentioned: Brent practically starved her.