End Up Here Luke Hemmings Fanfic

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Everyday since that night, I slept next to her. We both go to school together and we’ve been okay with that. Fuck. I’ve never even felt any less than yesterday.

Saturday morning, I woke up next to a ruffled duvet. I immediately sat and looked around her messy, unorganized room. They just moved in last week, that gives her this. But who gives a fuck?

“Sarah?” I shouted. I know it’s just the two of us here. Her mum will back in 10 days or so, I think. “Sarah!” I called again. Why the fuck is she not answering? Where the hell did she go? Does she think its okay to leave me just like this?

I went out her room only with my boxers on. I can’t convince her yet to just wear panties if we’re alone. I mean, come on, I’ve seen it all already. She has nothing to hide and she really has nothing to hide anyway, her damn perfect bod. “Sarah!” I called out and noticed a door ajar few steps left from her room. I remember her telling me, specifically not to go to her mum’s office and room. But, the open isn’t any of it, I’m positive.

As I approach the room, I can hear something strange. I pushed the door open, to see holy mother fucking Sarah, running on a treadmill, her back facing me. I think, she’s wearing some earphones on, cause she didn’t even flinch at my loud call and presence by the door. What did I tell you about her appearing extra hot when she’s wet look? God! She’s fucking killing me now. I decided to gawk at her. She doesn’t really mind that I’m staring at her as if I’m stripping her off; she had caught me numerous times a day.

She’s wearing a fucking black sports bra that crosses her back and a mini black shorts that perfectly hugs her ass and her thighs, though it doesn’t even reach her mid thigh. It looks more like an underwear to me or a boy’s shorts.

She accidentally turned to me, and smiled, quite giggling really; she’s laughing again of how I watch her. She unplugged one of her earphones from her ear, “Your jaw is dropping. I’ll be done in few more minutes.” She winked and pressed buttons on the machine.

I immediately close my open mouth and just stood there, leaning on the white wall. I can’t help but think, how lucky I am to fuck her and take her virginity away. How lucky I am that I can kiss her anytime I please and anywhere I wanted. How fucking lucky I am to be able to hold her hand, to see her smile, to make her laugh and to hug her every night that she sleeps. Damn it. How did we even get here? How did I even get here? How did she even let me in? It’s only been a week since we met, we’ve fuck only once and I have never even touched her that way. Yes we make out, we even reached second base but that’s it. What did she do to me, to make me all over her? What did I even see in her aside from her sexy ass and mouth watering tits?

Damn it! She’s the only girl that I have longed for. To all the girl’s I’ve hooked up with, she’s the only one I am constantly looking for. She makes me feel uneasy and insecure but at the same time, she makes me feel comforted and cared for. The sensation she gave me is the only feeling I wanted and I am dying for to feel again and again and again. The way she slides her hand to my skin; the electricity it makes that goes straight down my spine; the adrenaline I’m feeling every time I fucking think of her turns me on every time. Fuck. She truly is different.

I watch as she gently rubs the white towel around her neck. Her sweat forming from every open pore of her body that gently rolls down her spine or her fined stomach and waist.

“Hey!” She said stepping off the treadmill and she took a drink from her bottle sitting down the floor.

I absentmindedly moved my arms around her waist and kiss the crook of her neck.

“Luke, I’m damn sweaty and smelly.” She giggled and leaned her head to the side giving me more skin to suck. “Luke, stop..”

I don’t care if she’s sweaty, she isn’t even smelly at all. I can still smell the soap I used to give her a birthday bath last Sunday. Speaking of birthday bath, “Do you want another birthday bath, baby?” I asked in between the skin-sucking and the sound of small moans that escape her small wet lips.