[Next Morning]
It's one....one in the afternoon and I was just now waking up. The place beside me is empty and cold. Luke had left me...he left?I feel almost ....cheap like Luke used me then left. Oh hell no, he is not allowed to do that to me! Angrily I kick the blankets and covers off and pull on a random shirt that I find on the floor.
Ironically it's Luke's Metallica muscle tank, it comes down to my knees. His deep rich scent fills my nose and no matter how mad I am at Luke I pause to inhale it because he smells way too good.
I continue on my rampage by ripping my hair up into a loose ponytail and stomping downstairs to check if his car was still here. How dare he play me like that? I was not a one night stand. I stop my internal ranting and my walking when I come into the kitchen.
Smells of bacon, eggs, and fresh biscuits immediately hit me in a wave that sends my stomach growling. Luke is standing there in low rise sweatpants and no shirt, cooking the food over the stove. I couldn't fight the large smile that breaks out on my face.
He stayed and he's making me food.
"Good morning" I say shyly. Luke turns around wearing a goofy smile.
"Not really morning is it?" He replies
I laugh and walk over towards him, jumping up on the counter to the left of him. I grab a piece of bacon off the plate beside me and take a big bite. Perfection.
"Jesus fatty, you just couldn't help yourself could you?"
I smile and shake my head, kicking my kegs back and forth. He turns his attention back to the eggs, stirring them around and waiting for them to cook. I'm watching him the entire time analyzing his profile like the weirdo I am. He gives me a sideways look
"I fancy you in that shirt" He says simply, putting the eggs in a bowl and turning the stove off. I blush and tuck a stray hair back in my ponytail.
"Thank you"
"It really gets me going seeing you in my clothes" He whispers seductively, moving over to me. He grabs onto my upper thighs roughly, staring up at me with that smirk of his. I really really wanted to kiss him right now.And so I do just that because what the hell right?
I grip the sides of his face and bring his lips to mine. He snakes his arms around my upper torso and scoots me closer to him. I can feel his tongue running along my bottom lip and being the person I am, I pull back and finish with a kiss on his nose.
"Wow what a tease" He pouts, I giggle and shrug, using him as an aid to get off the counter. Luke sighs dramatically as I swat him and take a seat at the table. He brings over the plate of food and I swear I turned into that emoji with the hearts for eyes.
"Bon apetite" He says sitting in the chair across from me.
"This is...amazing Luke" I pick up my fork and take a large scoopful of eggs. Wow, he could seriously cook some mean eggs. I moan in appreciation. Luke chuckles and takes a bite of his own food.
"Leave those moans for later" He says with a wink. I choke on the food currently in my mouth, coughing for a few minutes and taking a large drink of my orange juice. The whole time Luke is laughing like a hyena...what a gentleman.
"Geez Kady" He wheezes " I was joking, I don't want to run you tired" He says. I frown as he returns to his meal, a lingering chuckle here and there. What was that supposed to mean?Yeah I was tired last night but that was because we had sex at like two in the morning. Could you really blame me?
"Whatever, I could do it all day, everyday" I reply angrily, I feel Luke suddenly look at me, probably smirking,
"You want to test that theory?" He asks huskily
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Bad Boy (Luke Hemmings Fanfic)
Fanfiction"He's kind of like, a blow pop" "A blow pop really?" "Yea, he's hard on the outside but in reality he's a totally softy on the inside"
