"You're terrible," Helena giggles as Luke plants kisses along her collarbones. "Absolutely horrible."
Luke hovers over Helena, smiling down at her. "Are you staying at my place tonight?" Luke tilts his head slightly.
"Yeah, that okay?" Helena asks.
"Of course," Luke chuckles. "'s why you have a key."
"Really? I thought it was in case you didn't get up to your alarm and I needed to come get you for school." Helena teases, although it is something she's had to do before. Luke is a very, very heavy sleeper.
Luke rolls his eyes. "I should punish you for that." He leans down, kissing along Helena's jawline.
"No!" Helena squeals, squirming out from under Luke.
"Dude, I'm stronger than you." Luke laughs, stopping Helena with one hand, his other hand gripping Helena's hip. "And anyway, you're not really in a position to refuse."
Helena swallows, furrowing her brows as she looks up at the smirk on Luke's face. "You're so mean." She fake pouts, sticking out her bottom lip as she stares innocently up to Luke.
Luke's smirk turns into a giggly smile. He laughs softly at Helena's pouting, leaning down and pressing his lips to hers softly. "I really wanna have sex right now but you're too fucking cute to do anything to."
Helena smiles. "Ash and Calum are probably going to be home soon anyway."
Luke rolls his eyes. "Your brother's a cockblock." He moves over, dropping down next to Helena on the bed. "You should get your own place. Or move in with me."
Helena looks over to Luke. "You know I live with Ashton because neither of us can afford a place on our own. Ashton's barely here anyway- and he's gonna be teaching residents in the fall so he'll be here even less."
"Move in with me," Luke smiles. "And Calum can move in with Ashton, and boom! Rent covered."
"Your apartment costs a lot more than this one though." Helena laughs lightly. "I can't afford that."
Luke furrows his brows. "I wasn't offering for you to pay half the rent."
Helena huffs. "if I live with you, I'm paying half the rent."
"No." Luke replies. "My parents are paying it until I graduate- it's fine. Save your money."
"Wow," Helena chuckles. "I like how we're talking about it like it's happening."
"Imagine if we lived together though." Luke scoots closer to Helena, draping his arm across her chest as he rests his head against her shoulder. "We could stay up all night and we'd only have to wear clothes when we go out in public and-"
"You just want to have sex in the kitchen."
Luke scoffs. "Am I just sex to you?"
"No," Helena comments. "You're also saving me gas by driving me everywhere."
"You're so cruel to me." Luke mumbles. He quickly leans up and turns to hover over Helena. "And you talk so pretty, you know? I love it when your pretty lips say mean shit to me."
Helena goes to reply, but her breath catches in her throat as Luke presses his lips against her neck, sucking softly on her delicate skin. Luke's lips are soft against Helena's neck, Helena smiling at the feeling. Both of them know that neck hickeys are absolutely off limits, but Luke is so, so past caring. He wants more than anything to worship every inch of Helena's body and not worry about someone seeing the marks the next day. He knows that they'll never be more though- that Helena will never love him the way he loves her.
Luke and Helena's biggest issue is communication, which is very damaging to the type of relationship they have. Luke wants to express how much he cares for Helena, and Helena can't even begin to sort through the feelings she has for Luke.
"God, you're so gorgeous." Luke breathes out, his breath hot against Helena's neck. Helena shudders under Luke's touch as the boy runs his hand down her side. "Every inch of you is so fucking pretty when you shiver underneath my touch."
Helena drops her head back as she drags her hands up Luke's back and into his hair. "You're way too good to me."
Luke just thinks that's complete bullshit. His view of Helena is that no one, not even himself, will ever be good enough for her and that it's literally impossible to treat her as amazing as she deserves to be treated. He's expressed this to Helena before, her response just being laughter at the thought of deserving anything like that.
Luke sighs as he walks into Helena's room to see tears falling from her eyes. He sits down next to her on the bed, wrapping his arms around her and resting his head on hers. "What's going on?"
"I hate everything." Helena sniffles. "My existence is stupid and my mother hates me and-"
"She doesn't hate you." Luke stops her. "Your existence isn't stupid, bel."
"Yeah it is," Helena scoffs. "I'm supposed to be studying to be a fucking nurse and I can't even pass the bare minimum of shit I need to to do it."
"If you study more, you will, okay? You're completely capable, you just weren't taught how to study properly. I'll help you, and you'll pass everything you need to and you'll be the best, okay?"
Helena sighs. "I don't deserve you."
"Yeah you do," Luke smiles. "You deserve everything."
"God," Helena rolls her eyes. "You have too much faith in me, you know."
"Nope, I just care about you and I happen to know that you're the best person on the planet." Luke pulls away from Helena, looking down at her. "You look completely drained."
"Yeah."
"Let's take a nap." Luke suggests.
"You just got here though." Helena says sadly. "I don't want to just spend our time sleeping."
"We'll still be together," Luke shrugs before leaning down to untie his shoes. "We'll just be asleep together. Bonus, we can cuddle."
"Fine." Helena huffs. "But only for an hour. I'm setting an alarm."
"That's fine." Luke smiles as he pulls the blankets back and crawls under them.
Helena pushes herself against Luke, resting her head on his chest as luke wraps his arm around her smaller frame. He intertwines his free hand with Helena's, rubbing her hand softly with his thumb.
"What if Ashton comes in?" Helena asks.
"I don't care," Luke chuckles. "We're best friends and if he has problems with us cuddling, he can deal with it."
"Oh my god."
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teeth → l.h
Fanfiction⤷ you are my truest feeling yet. i love you so much, it's just like oxygen, and it's going to my head; a public meltdown, petulant, but irreverent. → content warning: vomit mentions of emotional abuse
