"Luke." Elle yelped as Luke tickled her.
"Elle!" Luke mimicked her, tickling her much more vigarously.
"No seriously stop! I'm actually going to hurt you" Elle kept laughing.
"Get off me loser!" Elle laughed pushing him off her.
Luke sat beside her cradling her in his arms as they both laid on the couch.
"Luke when will you ever give me your number?" Elle smiled at him, his eyes enlarged on full scale making her turn back.
"Sorry."
"No-no I'll give you my number." Luke stuttered, purposely of course.
"Oh alright, I'll go get my phone.."
"No no just write it down on a piece of paper." Luke blurted out.
"Why? I'll just be two seconds it's on my bed upstairs." Elle tried to get up but Luke pulled her back again.
"I'm too comfortable." Luke's words spilt out his mouth very hesistantly, making Elle curious but she didn't question it. Instead , she laid on Luke's chest, her ear to his chest, hearing the calming , thump thump , of his heart. It all sent chills down her spine, knowing that someone other than her family cared for her or could make the effort to love her in the way Luke does. Luke comtinued staring directly at the wall, making Elle confused , hence the fact that she had a slight overcome of curiosity earlier.
"Luke?" Elle looked up at him.
"Yes baby." Luke placed his hand to sit in her hair, where he repeatedly stroked, settling it all down.
"What's on your mind?"
Luke took a deep breath before he uttered out,
"What do you mean?"
Elle huffed, before she laid her head back on his chest.
"What's your thought process right now?"
"I can't stop think about my parents, they're coming later and we are going out for some dinner of which I barely want to go to, to I'm thinking of some excuses." Luke laughed but but Elle remained serious.
"I think you should go.." Elle suggested before Luke looked at her.
"That's rare, I want to keep you safe from James though."
He hasn't bothered us since." Elle then moved back, cross legged, facing him.
"I know but who knows when he will-"
The doorbell rang, interrupting Luke's so called speech. He looked at Sheila, an eyebrow raised before he walked to the door.
"What?"
"I need to get some stuff, none of your business but I see you've already moved on my girl."
"More like you weren't good in bed bro." Luke smirked as he leaned against the door frame.
"Oh whatever,dipshit, where is she?" James spat as he slammed the door open.
"Walking a bit too fast for yourself hey?" Luke chuckled, walking into the situation. Elle was sat at the couch, watching the rain outside.
"Elle, you little ..." James attempted to grab her but Luke caught his hand. Pressing his palm to face his wrist, James doubled over in pain.
"Luke get off me!" James growled, pulling his hand away.
"Keep away from Elle." Luke spat, earning a large grumble from James.
He soon turned around, pushing him back through the corridor. Hearing the door slam as he left.
"And this is a good reason why.." Elle cut off Luke "You didnt have to do that you know"
"Yeah because I was just going to sit there and let him hurt you again? What a great boyfriend that would make me!?" Luke huffed whilst sitting down on the couch,
"I could of handled him Luke! But Thankyou anyway!" Elle said whilst laying down on Luke,
"Yeah because that has helped before you tried to stop him! He fucking gave you a black eye!" luke spat
"For god sake Luke really swearing!!" Elle said whilst playfully punching him in the arm.
