Collision || Luke Hemmings

no thinking, just feeling

Her laugh echoed around us, the cold wind whipping at us from all directions as we all but sprinted towards her apartment. I knew deep down that I shouldn't be doing this, but I didn't care. It was like as soon as I saw her all the anger and outrage I had felt towards her disappeared. 

"Luke slow down, my legs aren't as long as yours." She giggled, squeezing my hand tighter as she tried to slow me down. But I couldn't. I wanted to be alone with her. "Luke." She tried again, pulling lightly to pull me back. I stopped in my tracks, turning to look at her before wrapping my arms around her and pulling her into me. 

I couldn't get enough of her. My heart skipped several beats as our lips moved in sync, our tongues dancing wildly together. It felt like I was on cloud nine... like nothing else in the world mattered. It had been so long since I had this feeling in the pit of my stomach. It just felt so right. 

I forgot what it felt like to be so close to her... to be able to touch her. 

"Come on." I whispered, pecking her lips lightly one more time before pulling her along the sidewalk once more. She sighed heavily before she was practically running, pulling me behind her now. I laughed as she pulled me around the corner, running down the street before pulling me towards a door. I almost tripped as she dragged me up the few stairs that were there. 

She dropped my hand and I immediately felt cold without the contact. I watched as she fumbled around in her purse, most likely looking for her keys. She had just pulled them out of her purse when I let my hands rest on her hips, ducking my head to push my lips against the side of her neck. She shivered under my touch, her hand shaking as she tried to slide the key into the lock. I continued to pepper kisses along the expanse of skin I could reach on her neck. She let out a little groan when I sunk my teeth in the skin right below her ear. 

"Alli." I whispered, pulling her back into me so we were flush against each other. I noticed her chest rise and fall more rapidly, but she didn't say anything. She struggled for a few more moments before she finally pushed the door open. We barely made it inside before I had grabbed onto her wrist, pulling her back towards me before spinning her around and pushing her back into the door- effectively shutting it as I connected us once again. 

It was like I didn't really have control of my body, and somewhere deep down inside me I knew I shouldn't be doing this. Deep down I knew this would hurt me- hurt the both of us in the long run. But I couldn't help myself... it was just so wrong that it felt right. 

I shivered as she slipped her hands under my shirt, her nails scraping lightly across my skin. Her nails were definitely longer than the last time we were together, and in that moment all I could think about were the marks she could leave... the marks I really wanted her to leave. 

I reluctantly pulled away from her lips, instead attaching my lips to her neck to let my teeth sink into the skin. She whimpered lightly, which only encouraged me more as I continued to taste her skin. A low groan was pushed my from throat when she dug her nails harshly into my back, one of her legs raising off the floor to wrap around my hip. 

"Where's your room?" I asked, pulling away from her neck to meet her gaze. Her eyes were practically black in the dark of her apartment, her chest rising and falling quickly as she took quick, deep breaths. She dropped her hands from my back, taking a hold of my hand instead before ducking past me and pulling me behind her up the stairs. I tripped a few times over my feet, the shots I had taken clearly taking full control of my body- not that I really minded. 

She pulled me into a room at the right of the top of the stairs before she shoved me towards her bed. I stumbled on the edge of the mattress, my body falling over as I fell onto my back. I watched curiously as she shut and locked the door before turning to look at me. I smirked lowly to myself as I took notice of the two dark marks on her neck, taking pride in the fact that they would still be there in the morning.