She's a good girl,
shes daddy favorite
She saves for harvard,
she knows she'll make it...
Ashton was nervous about meeting my parents, as was I. My Dad can be very over protective, he absolutely hates the idea of his only daughter dating. My Mom on the other hand is very supportive, a little too supportive sometimes. She was over the roof when I told her about Ashton, she wanted to know everything about him. She was the one who had invited Ashton over, not me.
My Mom was in the kitchen, cooking some pasta and baking some homemade garlic bread. The doorbell rang and I rushed to the door, before my Dad could. "Hey Y/N," Ashton greeted me. Ashton was wearing a tie, a button up shirt, some nice looking skinny jeans, and some converse, an outfit I picked put for him.
...Cause in the back of the room
where nobody looks
she'll be with her boyfriend,
shes not reading books
Luke and I were sitting on his bed, we were suppose to be working on homework but Luke had other things in mind. Luke scooted closer to me as I explained the formula again. "Luke?" I snapped my fingers in front of him. "Pay attention,"
"We only have three more problems left," I offered. "That seems like the perfect time for a break," Luke pointed out. He lifted his hand up to my cheek and kissed my lips with hesitation, I could feel his lip ring brush against my bottom lip. Luke broke away from kiss, as if asking if this was okay. "Fine." I breathed out.
I set aside my math book and scooted closer to him, I was practically sitting on his lap. Luke wrapped his arm around my waist, smirking before he returned to kissing me, I kissed back and the kiss was filled with energy. I placed my hand on his chest, as I deepened the kiss. His lips got softer, and his lip ring was cold against my lips.
I pulled away from him, when I heard footsteps. "Hey guys, are you done with your math—" Luke's Mom came into view, she must have seen how close we were sitting together or my hand on his chest. I blushed intensely. "Oh, you're doing chemistry homework," Liz laughed awkwardly and left the room. I fell back onto his bed. "Now your Mom probably hates me," I said with my hands covering my face.
"No she doesn't, she adores you." Luke assured me. "You sure?" I asked him in disbelief. "She thinks you're a good influence on me," He leaned down to try to kiss me again. "Oh no, you finish your homework first," I smirked at him.
