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Chapter 6: Lunch

Class dragged on like never before. I starred at the clock and tried to force the hands of time to move faster. Finally the bell rang. College life was fun, and exciting, but nothing makes up for the actual classes part. School is school, and it sucks. I hurried out the door to my car. I had exactly 6 days until Luke left and the I didn't want to miss out on a second of it. I arrived home to find my house spotless, and a candle lit table set up with some promising looking food sitting on it. Luke greeted me with a soft hug.

"I missed you babe." His lips brushed mine gently.

"Luke, this looks amazing! Did you guys clean my house? And where are the others?" He looked at me and grinned.

"They've gone out. We have the whole place to ourselves. All night long." He winked as I rolled my eyes. He took my hand and led me over to the table. I sat down and he pushed in my chair, then proceeded to the other chair. The food was amazing! It also tasted familiar.

"Luke?" I glanced at him.

"Yes darling?" He inquired.

"Is this take out from Valentino's?" He blushed.

"Pufft. No, I can't even believe you would-okay, alright. I tried to cook I swear! Ashton tried it and practically choked." I laughed.

"So what is the occasion for all of this?" I questioned.

"Do I have to have one?" He asked. I raised my eyebrows at him. "Well, we don't have very much time together and I just wanted to do something special for you because you are kind of really special to me." I looked at him. He was looking at his plate; his fork playing with his food. I got out of my seat and walked towards him. He looked up at me, confusion riddled on his face. "What are you do-" he stopped talking as I pushed his chair away from the table and sat on his lap. I leaned into him and his sent washed over me. He smelled so good, it was like nothing I had ever smelled before, uniquely him. I kissed him gently, reserved, then pulled back to look at him. He was so beautiful. How could life get any better than this. I smiled as Luke pulled me back in and kissed me hard. This new kiss was like a disease. It spread through me fast, making my whole body burn with desire. His hands trailed my waist. His lips parted and I could feel his tongue hungrily trace the part of my lips. The kiss deepened. It felt like my whole body was ice, but everywhere he was touching burned like a wild fire. He broke away and looked at me. "We should slow down." He said though breathing heavily. I nodded.

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea." He was starring at me with a look I hadn't seen before. He reached up and caressed my face gently. My lips burned to be pressed against him. He leaned in and kissed my cheek sweetly. He lingered there for a minute and then kissed my cheek again, this time slightly closer to my lips. The next time he came in to kiss my cheek I turned my head slightly so that he kissed the corner of my mouth. He stopped and pulled away breathing like there was a limited supply of oxygen in the room. He kissed me once again. This time with a lot more passion than before. He stood up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, my hands entangled in his hair. I could feel his hands on my thighs as he tried to make his way to my bedroom, but he tripped and we tumbled onto the couch. We both laughed and I gazed deep into those blue eyes. He was hovering over me as I lay on the couch, my hands clutched his shirt and I pulled him close. "We should really go to your room you know." He whispered. I kissed his neck slow. He groaned. "Screw it, the couch is close enough." He kissed me fiercely as I slid my curious hands under his shirt. His abb's were so toned it gave me chills. I grabbed the shirt, pulled it up over his head, and flung it into the floor. I gripped tightly to the muscles on his back, as he kissed my neck; soft, hot kisses. My fingers struggled to undo the buttons on his black skinny jeans but i finally got it. I unzipped his pants as he laughed against my mouth.

"Someone is a naughty girl." He chuckled.

I slipped off my jean jacket as his hands slipped under my shirt. His hands trailed my bare skin as he tugged my shirt up over my head. He bit my bottom lip, tugging at it slightly.

"OH MY GOD! ASHTON I THOUGHT YOU SAID THEY WERE JUST HAVING LUNCH!" Michael screamed. The door slammed behind them as Ashton, Calum, and Michael stumbled into the room. I dove for my shirt and struggled to pull it over my head as Luke got up and went over to the boys.

"What the hell you guys! Didn't I say "don't come back until the morning!?"" He screeched.

"Well we were going to our hotel when Michael said that he forgot his gameboy and since it is the middle of the effing afternoon and you guys were having lunch, I didn't think that we would be interrupting!" Ashton looked like he was about to vomit.

"We're sorry mate." Calum said. "We'll just leave." They all nodded in agreement, and walked out the door. Luke turned to me.

"I am so sorry babe. This is definitely not how I wanted this to go." I motioned him to come and sit by me, which he did. I put my hand on his cheek.

"Luke, thank you. This day has been perfect." He stroked my cheek softly and I bit my lip. He leaned in close. I could feel his hot breath on my lips as he whispered, "I fancy you, Allyson Sheppard." I could feel his lips brushing mine. The door slammed close.

"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PUT A SOCK ON THE DOOR OR SOMETHING." Michael screamed. Luke tensed.

"Michael if you came back for your effing game boy I will kill you." Michael simply walked over to the table, picked up his game boy and then walked into my bedroom.

"What is he doing?" I asked. Luke mouthed, "No clue." He walked back out with a sock in his hand, placed it on the door nob and said, "You're welcome." Then closed the door behind him.