//luke//
"so this is the bus." i smiled, showing kylie the small space that had been my home for a few months.
"how long until you leave los angeles?" she asks.
"three days. tonight was the last show of the tour. we go home after this." i sigh.
"oh." kylie whispers, playing with a bracelet on her wrist.
"unless we have a reason to stay." i whisper, looking at my feet.
"do you?" she asks.
"i might." i reply, taking a step closer to her, her victoria's secret perfume entering my nose.
she just looked down at my feet, or my dick, i wasn't sure. when you look down at somebody that close to you, it's hard to tell whether they want to bang you, or they like looking at your feet. i lifted her chin up and her breath started to get choppy as she looked into my eyes, afraid to look for too long.
then as i was about to lean in i heard familiar laughs and voices and rolled my eyes.
"couldn't find a more private location?" michael laughs.
"go away im busy." i hiss, still close to kylie.
"sucking her face?" calum asked.
"that was going to be true until you idiots came in and ruined it." i say and smile slightly as i see kylie's cheeks turn red and she bites her nails.
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"i probably need to get home. ariel could be dead." kylie says.
"you can't stay?" i ask, sounding more desperate than i intended.
"do you--do you want me to?" she asks.
i check to make sure the rest of the boys are in their bunks, doing who knows what, before i whisper "yes." and place my lips on hers.
awe they're cute.
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