Who Knew? // 5SOS [ #Wattys 2015 ]

Chapter 10

It had been a few hours since mine and Luke's little interaction. I was sitting on my bed listening to music and thinking. I had finally gotten over what went down with Ash but I don't know if he has or not.

All the sudden my door flew open and in came Ashton, speak of the devil.

"Lauren, I'm sorry for earlier." Ashton apologized as he sat on my bed and I took out my headphones.

"You need to learn how to respect me. You can't just always treat me like one of the boys. I'm fine with it when it's not serious but not in situations similar to that." I stood my ground.

"I totally understand El." Ashton said a weird nickname. (He's pretty much just saying "L")

"What...?" I laughed.

"That's now your nickname for me." He smiled and got up, walking away and out of my room. I don't understand, Calum calls me Babe, Michael calls me Laur, Luke called me Love, and now Ash is calling me El? Well then...

I decided to go downstairs. I walked down the stairs and into the living room with the rest of the lads.

"Do you need the laptop?" Michael asked.

I shook my head, "No, I don't want to do school work, I'm tired." I sighed. I went to go sit next to Calum but I heard pats and I looked over at Luke. He had a pouty face on and he was patting the seat next to him. I shuffled over to him and he instantly put his arm around me, pulling me down on to the couch.

I tried to kick my feet up on to the coffee table but it was too far away because Luke is so freaking tall. I figured out to just put my feet on Luke's legs. He chuckled lightly and pulled me a little closer. He kissed my head, the feeling of his lip ring on my head made me tense a little but then I calmed.

. . .

It was getting closer to the night time and we had already eaten dinner, now back on the couch but we were talking.

"Okay, who has a nickname for Lauren?" Luke asked as he lifted my shirt slightly and placed his warm hand on my side. Here we go again with the nicknames!

"I call her Laur as you all know," Michael boasted.

"I'm going to start calling her El. I think it's pretty clever." Ash was very proud of himself.

"You're just saying the first letter of her name." Calum laughed, "Well I call her babe." He smirked at me.

"I like Love, it's adorable. Just like you." Luke said the last bit to me, poking my nose gently. I giggled and leaned on him a little.

"I'm getting pretty tired," Luke "yawned". It was an obvious fake yawn but that didn't stop him from lifting me up bridal style. I squealed at his swift movement and hugged on to his neck tightly.

He headed up the stairs and into his room. He was quick to shut his door and place me on the bed, feet first, so I was his height. He cupped my face and slammed our lips together. My hands were kept around his neck until I started to move them into his hair. His hands trailed down my side and underneath my shirt. His warm hands on my skin made me shiver.

He pulled me right up to him, closing the lingering space between us. Even though I was standing on the bed I still had to be on my tiptoes to reach his lips perfectly. He noticed my struggling and pulled away.

He walked around the bed and sat, making himself comfortable with his back up against the back board.

"Come here, Love," He smirked as he patted his legs. I slowly walked over and straddled him. He was quick to pull me back to his lips hungrily. I smirked in the kiss but that was lost as he started going down my jawline. My breath was taken away and I let out a low moan as he found my sweet spot.

My shaky hands fumbled to the hem of his shirt and I attempted to pull it up but I failed miserably. I sighed in frustration. Luke chuckled deeply and sat up straight, pulling off his shirt. I bit my lip to stop me from making any weird noises. He smirked and pulled us back together, closing the space between us. I could just fit my delicate little hands in between us, tracing his abs.

Apparently the boy with perfectly quiffed hair like that because he let out a little moan. I smirked knowing I was doing stuff to him.

He was tired of me being on top and flipped us over, him being in between my spread legs. His left hand was next to my face and right was resting on my bent knee.

His more passionate kiss let me know that he wanted more. He pulled away from me slowly and sat up. He intertwined our fingers and pulled me up so we were sitting up. His big hands found the bottom of my shirt and he tugged it up, leaving me in my sports bra. His hands rested right above the start of my shorts. He squeezed gently and pulled our lips back together.

I leaned back on to my back slowly, Luke's lips never leaving mine. He pulled away after I laid down and my deep brown eyes flicked from his lips up to his bright blue eyes. He did a famous smirk and showed a little dimple. He leaned down to my ear.

"Don't worry Love, you won't die without my kiss for a minute," He whispered and put his face back in my line of vision, pulling his lip ring between his teeth. My breath became shaky and I had to take deep ones to return it back to normal.

He started kissing down my stomach, his cold metal lip ring following along. When he came to the start of my shorts he sat up and fumbled with the button before finally getting them down my legs. I kicked them off my ankle as he came back down to connect our lips.

I didn't waste time and went straight to his black skinny jeans. He smiled in the kiss and slid them off his long legs. We were both wearing the last articles of clothing until we were both completely naked. Slight worry flooded my thoughts.

He took my bottom lip gently between his teeth and pulled away. His eyes stared into mine. He sat up confused by my worried look but then realized why my face had that look.

"Oh my God! What am I doing!?" He said as he shuffled for his jeans and pulled them up his legs. He swiped my clothes off the floor and tossed them towards me.

"Put these on. I can't do this. I don't want to get caught." Luke said in a worried tone now. I pulled my shorts on and swung my shirt over my head. He did the same thing with his shirt.

I was speechless. None. None of the boys used me as a sex slave. You know what this means? Since none of them want to do it with me I may be sent back to my dads and I don't want that! I have to tell them all though. Ugh, this is something I never thought I would go through.