Good Girls // Luke Hemmings (DISCONTINUED)

eleven - luke

hi dudes! Okay so, omg, thank you v much for over 12k reads. You guys are the bomb.com. I can't believe I just said that. Anyways, I'm having such Luke and Riley feels like wow they're so cute??? Do you guys ship it or is it just me? Thank you, again, for reading this story and choosing to actually keep up with me. Y'all rule. I'm not southern. I wish I was German. They have a cool language. I have a German friend and she's so cute aw.

Also, I wanted to know, what concerts have you been to? I went to One Direction's WWA tour on 9/13/14 and iT WAS SO AMAZING I CRIED AND DIED AND CRIED AGAIN AND I SAW MY BABIES LIVE AND I KEPT SHAKING MY MOM AND POINTING AND I WAS SO SDKSJAKASKABAL. You get why I mean, right? Tell me your concert experience(s)!

Beware there will be casual dirty talk n also sexual things from now on because why not ily read on.

It was magical. Breathtaking, even. I sounds like such a girl. After driving home, I waved at my mum and ignored my father who was watching the telly before heading up to my bedroom, dialing Michael's number.

"What do you want?" he groaned.

"It's ten, why are you even sleeping?" I chuckled.

"I was up for twenty-seven hours. I deserve sleep, you know," he said.

"True, true. I went on a date with Riley," I said.

"Wait, as in a date, date?"

"I think so. I held her hand and then we kind of cuddled a bit after going to the boardwalk," I explained. Michael snickered.

"You will never admit that you have liked Riley Cole for the longest time. Never had to admit it, the day you decided to insult her was the day you decided to push your feelings aside." As painful as it was to hear Michael say that, I didn't say anything because it was true. Well, I don't know if I like Riley per say, but I definitely don't see her as a friend. Maybe more?

"Believe what you want, Clifford. She's so petite and it's cute. She always scrunches her nose and it's the lost adorable thing."

"You fucking bastard, you don't even know it, but you have it bad."

"I don't have anything," I said. Michael grunted.

"You will look back on this conversation and laugh at how I was right and you were wrong, Hemmings." I chuckle and we said our goodbyes before hanging up.

The next morning, I woke up to my mum opening the door.

"Luke, honey, Riley's here," she said. I groaned at the light, rubbing my eyes before slowly sitting up.

"Why is she here?" My mum shrugged.

"Not a clue." I pushed myself off of the bed, not bothering to put on a shirt as I groggily yawned and walked downstairs. My mum retreated into her study room as I saw Riley awaiting my pretense.

"Yes, princess?" I said as I yawned again, taking time to stretch. "I just woke up. Like, two minutes ago." Riley giggled and set her bag on the stand.

"And you didn't have time to put on a shirt," she said as she jokingly shook her head.

"You love it," I teased. Riley raised her eyebrow.

"You're right, I do." Riley walked past me and I stood there in silence before shaking my head, walking after her.

"Hey Luke, I'm heading out to meet up with Michael's mum. If you need me, I'll be a ring away." Odd, it seemed like the perfect time to leave Riley and I alone. "Oh, and put on a shirt, will you?" My mum left, not before closing the door after she exited the house. Riley turned to me, taking her time to walk and placed her hand square on my chest.

"Don't worry, Luke, you don't have to put a shirt on." Riley winked.

"Bad girl," I said. She moved her hair to one side of her shoulder.

"I'm not a dog," she replied. I breathed in and out.

"No, but you'll be begging like one."

Riley stared at me. I winked at her and grabbed her hand as I led her towards the kitchen.

"Are you hungry? Do you want anything to drink?"

"Just water, thank you." I nodded and grabbed a glass from the cabinet and poured water into the glass before handing it to her. Riley drank afterwards.

"Why did you come here?" I asked. She raised her eyebrow.

"I can always leave," she said as she began to put the glass down.

"No!" I said, probably a little too loudly. I blushed as she winked. "I just mean, what's the reason?"

"No reason. I just wanted to see you."

"See me?" Riley nodded.

"I don't know. I missed you, which is kind of weird since I saw you not even twelve hours ago." She's so cute. I walked around the kitchen counter before wrapping my arms around Riley's shoulders. Riley grinned and wrapped her arms around my torso before I leaned down to kiss the crown of her head.

This is weird. I've grown to love holding Riley and it seems like tmh shy yesterday I teased her beyond extent.

Riley kissed my collarbone and unwrapped her arms.

"I want to ride you," she said. I raised an eyebrow. "Not like that, I mean I want a piggy back ride from you."

"But I want you to ride me," I said with a playful smirk.

"Luke!"

"Don't you want to ride me?" Riley was silent for a moment before responding.

"I'd like to ride you in the bedroom. I'd also like to give you a blow job right against the fridge." My eyes widened and I won't lie when I said I may or may not have been hard. Riley doubled in laughter, however. "Your face, oh my god." She laughed and grabbed her stomach.

"Don't lie, you'd want to do that," I said.

"In your dreams." That hurt my pride. "But then again, you'd never know. Riding you sounds pretty fun."

I gaped at her.

"Close your mouth, you're acting like a dog," she joked. I closed my jaw and grabbed her upper arm before turning her back to my chest, kissing her cheek. "What's up with you kissing and hugging me today?" I shrugged.

"I don't know, I just like it."

"You should do it more often."

"Should I?" Riley turned around and nodded.

"Yes, you definitely should."