Locked (l.h)

Twenty

"Morning." A flat haired Luke says, turning over in the bed to face me.

"Morning." I yawn. "Looking forward to today?"

He wraps the blankets around himself, "Yes, but I need to sleep more."

"Luke." I complain. "It's ten, we really need to get up now."

"But I want to stay with you." He groans, cuddling me tighter.

"But it's late, and you guys are rehearsing in, like, an hour."

"Can't I sleep for a bit longer? I just wanna stay here with you." He pouts.

"Fine. But only 'cause you look cute like that."

Our blissful silence is spent simply cuddling until the door flings open. "Wake up Lukey boy," the visitor says, approaching the bed. "Awh, shit. Mom! Luke's got a girl in here - again!"

"Seriously Ben? Fuck off." Luke mutters.

"Luke, you're supposed to lock the door if you've got a girl in your bed." Ben laughs.

"Are you fucking kidding me? We've just been sleeping, we've not been doing anything."

"Not what it looks like to me." Ben laughs, going back down the stairs.

"Jesus, he's annoying. What's he doing here anyway? He doesn't even live here anymore." Luke mumbles.

"Whatever, I'm getting up now anyway." I reply, throwing the covers off and then beginning to try and find my bag.

"Why?" He complains. "I love cuddling you."

"Cuddle pengi." I laugh, throwing him the giant penguin.

"He's not as hot as you. It's takes someone pretty hot to match up to my hotness, you know."

"Eh, I wouldn't say you're hot, you're only lukewarm." I chuckle at my joke.

The hardest part about being in Luke's room is how chaotic it is. Every surface is now covered in clothes, DVDs, games and everything else. Finding my suitcase was the most difficult thing I'd done all week.

"Damn. I forgot how good you look." Luke smirks as I continue to sort through the mess of his room.

"Says you? You're looking pretty good yourself."

"C'mon, now you're just tempting me." He comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

"You know, you'd look better with the T-shirt off." He whispers in my ear. I instantly turn around to connect my lips to his, but at that exact same moment Calum bursts through the door, Starbucks held tightly in his hand.

"Morning du- what the fuck are you two doing!?"

"Well, this isn't awkward at all." I say, gently removing Luke's arms from me.

"Calum, what are you doing in my room?" Luke sighs, running his fingertips through his hair.

"Band practice, dude if you forgot we have a show tonight."

"That's not for an hour, the others won't be here till then anyway." Luke replies.

Calum places his coffee on the desk. "I got up early and came here, is that a crime?"

"It is when we're both half naked!" I exclaim.

"About that...I did not expect that from you Jane Smith, you're full of surprises." He chuckles, shaking his head.

"Dude, can you just leave us alone and let us get ready?" Luke replies.

"Okay, love birds." Calum says, grabbing his coffee and leaving. "I'm sure you'll do more than get ready." He mutters on his way out.