It should be simple... (A Luke Hemmings Fanfic)

morning with luke

claires p.o.v

after Calum Ashton and Michael finally left, after lots of struggling to get them out the door, luke and i had the place to ourselves for a whole seven hours. i was kind of excited, i wanted to just finally have a day in, to be calm and relax. and i think luke had the same idea because when i walked out of the bathroom in an oversized grey sweater and a pair of black loose booty shorts with my hair in a messy bun and no makeup and my favourite part (after the sweater) my fuzzy wool socks and a pair of uggs, luke had set up everything perfectly.

i could smell pancakes being made (probably being the first time the kitchen has been used), the coffee table was filled with all kinds of candy and junk food from aero bars to fuzzy peaches to smarties to every chip imaginable. luke had set up the couch with tons of pillows and a really big fluffy white duvet that looked so comfertable and beside the t.v were all my favourite movies (i assume he grabbed them from my room when he helped me uh- move out).

i walked into the kitchen seeing luke adding lots of chocolate chips into the pancakes. and today fuck not getting fat, i'll binge in a week or so but today i give zero shits about anything.

i walked towards luke and put my head on his shoulder, he let out a small chukle and rested his head ontop of mine. we sat in silence until the pancakes were finished. i went to the cabniets and tried to get two plates down. i was standing on my tip toes and reaching as far up as my arm could go but i still couldnt reach it

"need some help there short stack?"

"need help getting better nicknames giant?"

"no i dont i have great nicknames, and im not a giant your just a strawberry short cake"

"i can get the plates"

"oh im sure you can claire"

"i can!"

"then do it"

luke was now leaning against the counter with his arms crossed, he thought this was just hilarious. i bit my lip nervously as he and i both knew i couldnt get it. luke walked closer to me, causing me to step backwards until my back made contact with the counter. luke raised his arm and with ease grabbed two plates and handing them to me, managing to not break the intense staring competition we had going on.

I realised how close we were and blushed turning around to face the counter. With the plates in my hand. I turned back to face luke after i was sure my face was back to its normal white complection to see luke standing with two stacks of pancakes set up on the pan. One stack had about 10 and the other had 5, i assumed mine was the one with 5. He looked me up and dowm taking in my choice of clothing and said

"i like your outfit by the way, its much better then the stuff you used to wear"

"Ya i agree, its much better"

Luke then came over and put the pancake stacks on the plates and walked out to the living room.

We had eaten in silence for the most part and luke was already finished when he picked up my last pancake and started eating it without question.

"Hey, i was gonna eat that"

"Ya but you wernt doing it fast enough"

"Well im sorry my consumtion of the food you made is not to your standerdes"

"Hey no big words! Schools not till monday"

"Ya, school..."

"Hey, dont worry. Im not going to leave your side i promise! Ill be there for you"

"Thank you luke"

"Anything for you calire, anything."

"Anything?"

"Anything."

"So that means you'll take my plate to the kitchen for me?"

"You're such a dork"

"Ya but you kinda love it, dont you?"

Lukes p.o.v

How does she not understand how perfect she is, how much she compleats me and how much more i care for her then i show. How do you respond to that? I mean i know she was kidding but i do have very strong feelings for her and if i express them to her now then they will get in the way and ruin everything.

So i just smile and nod and take her plate away for her.  Quietly whispering to myself

"You have no idea..."