House sitter. ~l.h

Drugs For An Example.

"Fuck." he grumbles and pulls himself away, looking up at me through his eyelashes (Which is super hot, just saying like wow, may not be able to keep this shit under control. Fuck.) and chuckles softly. "Sorry. I just-"

"Can't. Okay, cards on the table. Are you gay?"

"No, just Australia."

"Damn. Are all Aussie boys like this?" I whine and he shakes his head.

"Nah. If you even fucking touch Mike he'll be willing to put his dick in you."

"That has to be an over reaction."

"Yeah. But he'd probably fuck you and not just stop a make out session aburtantly."

"The wait is good. It makes that shit hotter." there's a silence before I sigh "So who is she?"

"What?"

"Nobody does that without there being someone, unless you think I'm like gross and stuff."

"You're not gross. But fuck. I'd feel so fucking bad if I just fuck you now."

"Why?"

"Don't give me that look. It just makes it worse."

"What look?"

"That look. The one were you're all innocent and adorable and I just want to kiss you and it makes me feel bad because you're like young and stuff but then you go and act all mature and I want to kiss you and shit then. Damn can you be unattractive for one, please."

I pull a stupid face in attempt to be unattractive but he just groans, turning around and digging his palms into his eyes before slamming his hands against the opposite wall.

"Calm down Luke." I whisper.

"Don't do that. Don't do the thing where you care and be nice and stuff and when you say my name, ughhh. Just stop."

"Sorry."

"Can you stop just-Never mind."

"You don't have to worry about me Luke. I'm a big girl."

"But you're-you're so innocent and cute. But then you're mature and sexy, like fuck."

"That's the type of thing that'll happen in life Luke. Something will be two things and you'll find both a problem but still have the urge to try them. Take Cocaine and Meth as an example. You know both are bad for you. Your subconscious wants you to stop. You've already told yourself no. But as you get closer to the product the more appealing it becomes. The cocaine is a hot, full drug. The meth is a classic, innocent science drug. The only problem you have is that, much to your disliking, they're both drugs. And that's something you feel you shouldn't want. But in some aspect you do."

"Stop! Fuck!" he screams, grabbing my wrist and dragging me upstairs. He pushes me onto the bed, crawling on top of me.

"Stop." I whisper before his lips can touch mine.

"Why? Come on." he whines, sitting up.

"You don't want this Luke. You want a girl only about a year younger than you, not three. Someone you can commit to. I doubt I'm that person."

"Then just one time. Once and it's done."

"No. Just, don't." I stand up, walking out of the room, shutting the door softly behind me. I hear a loud 'Fuck this' and a series thumps although he'd slammed his hands on the wall multiple times.

"What the fuck have I done?" I whisper to myself as I grip the side of the table for balance as my legs start to give out.

 

 

The last thing I can remember, being a large pain the the back of my head and side as the world turns sideways and Luke yelling for me.

Well shit.