"You're beautiful," He whispered before slamming his lips against mine.
I kissed back and he lead me back to his bed, my hands were all in his hair and we continued to kiss.
"Luke can I come in," Molly said from the hallway
"Not yet Molly," Luke said quickly
"Ew gross," She said walking away
He smirked at me and went back to my lips.
"We'd go farther if we both weren't crippled," He whispered in my ear and then getting off of me
"So now that I got those urges out of the way," he said clearing his throat "can you tell me now?"
Before I could answer my stomach growled loud enough for the both of us to hear. I looked up at Luke who was already looking at me.
"Cmon baby I'm worried about you, it's almost 6 O'clock and you haven't eaten anything," He said
"I said I'm not hungry," I said my voice cracking
"Please, don't cry, lets's just go have a little bit of food," He said wiping my face
I nodded my head no again.
"C'mon we can have chicken nuggets, or pizza, or a sandwich, or a salad, whatever you wanna eat," He said pleading, "We can have smoothies?" He said
"Smoothies sound good," I mumbled
He looks at me smiling, "ok I'll go make us smoothies, stay here" He said kissing my head
-Lukes POV-
"Mom I got Dakota to eat, but she wants a smoothie. How do I make a smoothie that'll be filling enough?" I asked her quietly in the kitchen while my dad and sister were watching TV
"I'll make you two smoothies, go back upstairs with her," She said
I nodded and walked back up the stairs.
"My madre is making us smoothies, she doesn't want me on my foot anymore," I lied
Dakota opened her arms and I laid on her boobs, I turned on the TV and she played with my hair.
"Dakota, what are you doing?" I asked her after she had been doing the same thing for a while
"I'm making mini braids in your hair," She responded obviously entertained
"Do I look as pretty as you?" I asked
"Yes," She replied
My mom came into the room with 2 smoothies and a tray of random snacks she piled together.
"Thanks, mom," I said
"Nice hair," She laughed
I blushed and grabbed the tray from her hands.
I gave Dakota her smoothie and she rested it on my head. While she continued watching the TV, we were currently watching Criminal minds even though I wasn't really paying attention. I was more focused on feeling Dakota's body when she took a sip of the smoothie. I was proud that she was actually drinking it, then I felt the cup being taken off my head and I heard it being placed on my nightstand. I had been done with mine I was just waiting for her to take hers off my head, and when I went to place mine down I saw that her cup was empty as well. I didn't make a big deal out of it because I didn't want her to feel uncomfortable. I grabbed a vine of grapes my mom had put on the tray, and pulled each purple orb off of the vine while still watching TV. I could feel Dakota's stomach growling on the back of my head but I acted like I didn't notice.
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Does he really care?
Ficção AdolescenteDakota gets abused, by her alcoholic father and her mom is too busy to notice, she gets bullied at school as well. Until one certain person finds out what's really going on... will they be able to help?