Pretty || cake

your house is really fucking lovely and i just wanted to kiss your face

×Luke

Alex and I laid on the couch, listening to Merideth ramble on and on about her complicated relationship with Derek on TV.

"Why is she so dramatic? Like, doesn't she realize the world doesn't revolve around Meridith Grey?" Alex grumbled, spooning more chocolate ice cream in his mouth.

"Well, it is called Grey's Anatomy."

"You're supposed to agree with m-" Alex was interrupted by the clicking and shutting of the front door, followed by heavy footsteps and shouts.

"LUKEEEEEYYYYYYYY." I heard Calum shout, and before I knew it, he jumped over the couch and landed on top of me, planting kisses all over my face. I saw Alex out of the corner of my eye making a heart with his hands.

I started giggling as Calum made sure to kiss every part of my face. He wasn't shy about where he put his hands either.

Calum kissed my lips as I tried to talk, interrupting my words. "I -- didn't -- think -- you -- were -- coming -- back."

"I told you to make sure you had munchiesssss because I told you Jack was going to be highhhhhh." He drug out his words and rolled off the couch, landing on the floor with a thud.

"You didn't tell me you would be highhhhh." I answered, looking around for Jack.

At the mention of Jack's name, Alex stood, scoping out the visible areas of the house like a dog who caught a whiff of meat.

"You have such a lovely house, Luke. Fucking lovely." Calum sat on his bum, tapping the glass coffee table that held our ice cream remains.

"Is this chocolate?"

"Yes."

"I'm eating it." Calum whispered, sneaking his hand up the leg of the table and making a grab for the spoon and bucket.

"DO YOU WANT SOME WEED, ALEX? WE HAVE PLENTY. PLENTY. PLE-NTY." Jack was in the kitchen, shouting at Alex. Deciding that Calum would be distracted for a minute, I left to go to the kitchen, laughing as I saw Jack standing on the counter playing with the dust on the ceiling fan. "Plenty."

Alex looked a little frightened, but more in awe that Jack knew his name.

"Luke, there's dust on this fan." Jack rubbed his fingers together, a small dust bunny falling on the floor.

"I'm sorry?"

"You should be."

"God, how much did they smoke?" I turned to Alex, who just shrugged, "I don't know, but its pretty fucking entertaining."

"I thought people who got high were chill?" I scrunched my face, watching Jack dry hump the air.

"I don't know. But this is majestic."

"Luke? Lukey? Princess? Bae? Will you join me in a dance to your bedroom?" Calum called from the living room. I rolled my eyes and left Alex and Jack, jointing Calum in the living room. He held out his tattoo-sleeved arm and I hooked it.

"Ready, m'dear?" Calum asked. I nodded, laughing as we made a few steps before he picked me up like a bride.

"This is very cliché of you." Calum smirked, taking small steps up the stairs.

"I'm high, remember? I have an excuse." I could taste the sarcasm as he pressed his lips to mine again.

"You're a little liar." I joked.

"Uhm, your house is really fucking lovely and I just wanted to kiss your face. A lot."

We made it to the top of the stairs and I pointed to which room was mine. Calum pressed in the already open door and tossed me on the bed. He shut the door behind him. He jumped in beside me, hooking his arm around my waist. He hid his face in the crook of my neck.

"You look cute when you dress all lazy." Calum commented. I looked at my clothes -- forgetting that I was wearing sweatpants and a hoodie, with my hair flat. He kissed the inside of my neck lightly, but it was enough to send shivers everywhere.

"Calum?"

"Yeah, princess?" His voice sounded tired and slow.

"Are you really going to fight Michael?"

"You bet your cute ass."

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TIRED SORE AND I FELL DOWN SOME STAIRS

HBU

-mama