Rosalie awakened to smooth sheets against her bare skin. She rubbed her eyes and truned, seeing last night's shananigens sleeping soundly beside her. The time on her phone read 7:02 am, far past her usual ditch time. Rosalie silently crawled out of bed and returned her tight clothing to her body. After grabbing her purse and fixing her hair, Rosalie looked down at Luke. His cheek was smooshed up against the soft white pillow, his mouth slightly hanging open as calm breaths moved from his lips.
"Thank you," Rosalie whispered.
She tip toed over to the door, being careful not to wake the sleeping beauty. She was about to turn the handle when something stopped her. She sighed and looked back at the beautiful boy sleeping ever so peacefully after the previous nights' reckless events. Rosalie strode over, and pressed a soft kiss to Luke's forehead with a sullen smile. Realizing that she'd stayed too long, she straightened her shoulders and shook her hair, walking out the door without a second look back.
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To say Luke wasn't surprised at his partner's absence when he awoke would be untrue. Luke looked around the quiet hotel room and rubbed his eyes. No girl. He stupidly lifted the covers to see if she could've possibly been hiding under there. All he saw was his own naked body. Head pounding and more than a little confused, Luke stood up and searched for any trace of the girl he met last night. He found nothing but a pair of red lace undies hanging from the chair beside the bed. No girl had ever left him before he had risen, they usually stuck around to ask something of him, money or concert tickets and such. Upon going into the bathroom to shower the smell of liquor and perfume off his hungover body, Luke noticed something peculiar on his skin. Besides the expected purple bruises from the runaway girl's lips, a perfect red lipstick stain was prominently planted on his forhead.
"The hell?" he asked aloud and leaned forward, inspecting it further.
Luke blinked a couple times and shook his head, deciding to find out who this woman was later. For now, he stepped under the warm water, the image of a blurry face beneath him flashing in his mind.
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I am sososo sorry that I didn't update for like 3 weeks my Wattpad app was all fucked up and I couldn't edit anything :(
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FUCK YOU AND PLEASE FIX YOURSELF THANK YOU
But anyways search 'Undressed Luke Hemmings' into youtube and click the first result and you will undertsand why this fanfic exists
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Undressed || l.h (discontinued)
Fanfiction"So let's get undressed, cause you look a little lonely"
