Drunk On You

Chapter 4

As I started to stir in my sleep, it felt as if i wasn't in my own bed. I turned to see Luke's tan back facing me.
I started to freak out inside. 'I'm in his house! And I slept with him! Wait, what is Bailey going to think about this?!' I thought to myself. I slowly got out of bed, and exited the room. Let me tell you, this house is like Blake's, but way bigger.
As I was walking down the hallway, I spotted pictures of Luke's bother and sister. I felt so bad for Luke. I just wish I was there for him when they passed away.

I walked downstairs, and stumbled upon his huge kitchen, and living room. I also spotted his piano, and guitar.
"Luke, Luke, Luke, were Can I find someone like you..." I smiled.
"Right here?" I heard a voice say from behind me. I almost jumped out of my skin.
"Shit, you scared me." I laughed.
"Sorry, it's just that you said my name.." Luke trailed off. I was just staring at his body. He looked good with only boxers on, and with his tan upper body showing. I just want to kiss him all over.
"Hello? Phoebe." Luke threw me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah?"
"You dosed off for a second there." Luke said.
"Sorry."
"Do you want me to take you home?" He asked.
"Yeah, sure." I said.

At my house...

Luke just dropped me off, and Bailey won't stop bothering me about how Luke is in love with me, and the fact that I slept with him.
"Instead of his bed, and house being big. How big was his thang." Bailey asked, in a southern accent.
"Bailey, I told you a million times that we did not have sex." I laughed. "In fact we just met."
"Okay, I was just asking. But when you do get in a relationship, and you guys make love, tell me how big it is." Bailey laughed.
"Bailey?!" I yelled, and we burst out laughing.

(1 week later....)

Today is Luke's birthday, and he's having a summer party. Bailey wants me to wear something hot, and sexy just to get Luke turned on. I ignored her, and wore some short shorts, a crop top, my boots, and along with that I wore my hair down.
Luke and I became best friends after that night. Ever since I slept with Luke, (Not slept, as in sex) i've been hanging out with him at his house. We always have singing contest, and other fun stuff, and every Friday we would always have a little movie night with snacks.

I touched up my makeup, and I was about to open my bedroom door, until someone knocked on it.
I opened it up to reveal a very sexy Luke. "Seems like Bailey let you in." I smiled.
"Yeah, she wanted me to pick you up, and take you to my house."
"Why? It's 5:00 and the party starts at 7:00." I said.
"Well, what if Bailey didn't tell me to pick you up, and that I wanted to pick you up." Luke said, grabbing both of my hands.
"Then I would be happy." I giggled. I spotted a bulge through Luke's tight jeans. "And you might want to control your little friend there." I whispered in his ear, before patting his chest and walking out the room.

Luke

Phoebe looked down at my jeans, and whispered in my ear, "you might want to control your little friend there." She patted my chest before walking out the room. I blushed as she left. I pulled my phone out to text Jason.

Me,
I just talked to Phoebe, and I guess she noticed my boner.

He responded quickly.

Jason,
I told you to control it around her. And aren't you supposed to be at your house to tell her how you feel. It's been a week, and you guys are the best of friends, so you might want to tell her before you go on tour.

Me,
I know, i'm working on it. I just don't want to talk to her because of my little problem.

Jason,
Calm down, and take her to your house, and then she might let your little problem free.

Me,
You're a dick 😒

Jason,
And that's why i'm your friend😉

I put my phone back into my pocket, and walked down stairs.
"You ready?" I asked.
"Yep." Phoebe said.
"Where y'all two going." Bailey asked with a smirk.
"To get the house ready for tonight." I lied. The house was already ready for the party.
"Oh, okay. Have fun you love birds." Bailey said.

At my house...

"What did you bring me here again?" Phoebe asked, setting beside me on the couch that's on my back porch, which has a beautiful view.
"I was wanting to tell you something... and i've waited a week for this." I said.
"Phoebe....I...I-uh..." I kept stuttering, and I couldn't stop sweating. 

I felt a warm hand being placed on my thigh. "You okay?" Phoebe asked.

"Uh....yeah I was just wanting to ask if you- uh... wanted to join me on tour, since you have a beautiful voice. My fans would lo-

"I would love to go with you." She cut me off, now placing her hand in mine.

Damnit, I didn't tell her how I felt. I'm such a baby.

At least she will be with me on tour...