never letting go || lrh

Helping out.

We got to my house without too much trouble.She sneeked out her window without to much trouble, and we ran away. She texted her mum, telling her she was leaving. 

We walked straight into my room, Aylin was crying her eyes out. I asked my mum if Aylin could stay at home for a few days, she happily agreed. I would lend her some clothes, and she would sleep in the guest room. Everything would be fine.

"I just don't know what I ever did to deserve having a dad like him..." She sobbed, her head on my knees.

"Nothing, you're amazing and you never deserved an arsehole like him to be your father." I replied, stroking her hair. She started crying harder.

"It's so unfair, you have amazing parents. Mine are fucking awful." She said in between sobs. 

"I know hon, but now you're here, they can be your parents too." I kept on stroking her hair.

"Should I tell someone about him? I'm scared for mum and Em.." She got up, looking worried. I must say that I almost called the cops earlier, when I saw the bruise on her face. 

"I would." I answered simply, looking her straight in the eyes. Her face fell. She couldn't do it, she was too scared of the consequences. She sighed, I pulled her into a tight hug, and we stayed like that for a long time.

"Should I talk about it to your mum, to see what she thinks?" She asked me, despair in her voice.

"That would be a great idea." I answered, giving her an encouraging smile.

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We were all in the living room, Ay broken to pieces in mum's comforting arms. She had told her everything, and mum would be glad to help. She called the police, explained everything. Aylin was sitting next to me, pale as ever. Her eyes went dull, and her breathing was irregular. I swore that I would never Mr. Burmen lay a hand on her ever again.

As mum hung up the phone, she looked at us. and smiled.

"The police will pass at your house to talk to your mother and brother. You are welcome to stay here as long as you like." She told Aylin.

"Thank you so much." She mumbled, giving us a hug and walking to her room.

"How long has this been going on for?" Mum asked me once Ay was gone.

"A couple months. I mean he has always been this way, but these last few months it has been getting worse." I answered blankly.

"And you never told me?" She sounded annoyed. 

"It wasn't me that had to tell you, it was her!" I defended myself. "Whatever, I'm gonna go relax and think for a bit." I said walking to my room.

I lay on my bed, and stared at the ceiling. My phone buzzed next to my head, and I unlocked it. I saw a text from Luke.

Hey beautiful ;) x

I didn't bother to answer, and crept under the covers, and fell asleep.

When I woke up, my mum was shaking me gently. :

"Hey hon, come and have something to eat?" She said. I looked over to my bedside clock, it said 8:30 PM. I crawled out of bed, and shuffled down stairs. 

"Where's Ay?" I asked my mum.

"She's gone back to her house, the cops needed to talk to her." she answered. I harldy ate, and I shuffled back into bed as soon as I was done. I checked my phone, remembering Luke's text from earlier.

Hey, can you come over? x I texted him back. The answer was almost immediate.

I'll be there now. Is everything okay? x I didn't know what to say, so I didn't say anything at all. I lay back down on my bed, waiting for the doorbell to ring. When it finally did, I got out of bed slowly, and made my way down the stairs. When I got down, mum had already opened the door.

"Hey, aren't you out of 5 Seconds of Summer?" I heard her ask, confused.

"Uh, yeah." He chuckled. "Maddie called me over." He explained.

"Oh, uh, okay." She couldn't believe it.

"Hey Luke." I mumbled, walking up behind my mum. I hugged him tight. "C'mon in." He followed me inside, and we sat on the couch. I lay down, and rested my head on his lap. He knew something was wrong, but I appreciated that he didn't ask anything, or didn't force me to say anything. My mum looked at us for a little while, before walking into the kitchen. Luke stroked my hair, trying to soothe me. 

"What's wrong?" He finally said, about 30 minutes later. I sighed, and explained the whole situation with Aylin. He hugged me, and we walked up to my room. 

"Can you stay overnight?" I pleaded him. "I need to cuddle." I said giving him the puppy dog eyes. He smiled.

"I can make that work." He said smiling.

"I'll lend you some of my brother's sweatpants for you to sleep in." I grabbed the pants out of my brother's room, and handed them to Luke with a quick peck on the lips.

I went into the bathroom, stripped and got into my pyjamas and did my nightly routine. I got out, and looked at Luke. He had taken his shirt off and was now in my brother's pants, and was lying on my bed. I walked over to him, and lay next to him. I snuggled my head in the crook of his neck, where it fitted perfectly. He pulled the covers over us, and our bodies entwined as if they were attracted to eachother by some magnetic force. He lay on his back, and I was lying half of by body on top of him. His hand was around my waist, and mine were behind his neck.

"Thank you for being here." I mumbled, my lips pressed against his skin.

"Thank you for trusting me and asking me to come over." He answered, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. We fell asleep like this, and slept suprinsingly well.

I woke up to the sound of Luke's voice.

"Hey babe, wake up, it's late." He whispered in my ear. I opened my eyes, feeling all fuzzy and warm inside. His morning voice was grungy but it was the cutest, most adorable, sexiest thing I had ever heard in my life. I looked up into his eyes, and he leant in, and kissed me slow and sweet. The familiar rush of electricity came through my body once again, and I leant in to make the kiss deeper. His tongue slipped in my mouth, and licked my bottom lip, and then nibbled. A moan escaped my mouth, and I felt him smile against my lips. Our tongues danced together in perfect harmony, until Luke backed away, to start giving me butterfly kisses down my neck. As he did so, my hand went down his body and instinctively traced down the shape of his abs. He stopped kissing me, and cupped my chin is his hand, bringing our lips back together. He pulled away, just so he could look me in the eyes.

"Mad?" He whispered.

"Yeah?" I answered back, curious.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked.