neighbours ; irwin

'wow i just farted'

ITS BEEN SO LONG AND IM SOOO SORRY BUT I JUST REALISES THAT THIS BOOKS RECEIVED 54 VOTES, GAHHH, TY EVERYONE, SO MUCH... also guys, i found out my mums pregnant? um hello, youre old mother. but thats why i havent updated; confusion, anger and some dissapointment.  anyway, lavender is based of my mother so this chapter had some inpiration - now im going kinda off topic from my previously produced plot.. oops?

*unedited is my middle name, or maybe its lazy because i didnt proof read, oops.

"oh my god" Luke screams, as he watches yet another man get covered in leeches, "what the hell is this show"

"gross" Peter chokes out as she pushes another fork of thai food into her already full mouth, "that's what"

Peter watches Luke laugh quietly to himself before changing channel and moaning into his box of noodles, "this is amazing"

"lucas robo hemmings" Peter starts, flickering her eyes to the spanish soap on the small tv, "i need to show you something"

Placing down the cream colored box full of an unknown thai meal Peter shuffles through the mess on the coffee table before pulling out her phone which holds the unsettling text for her mother. The text had been bugging Peter for the whole day, sitting in the back of her mind and nagging her through her day at work, she had been unfocused, distraught and very clumsy. The message that had been sent from Lavenders nokia had come through in the middle of a very important meeting with Cryna & co's new business partner, Calum Hood, and since then she was out of it.

"peter im pregnant, see you soon - Lav" Luke read aloud before spluttering out a laugh, "your mother still does the hanky panky!"

"she does" Peter groans, leaning forwards to retrieve the box of thai, "and the imagas of her and that Alex guy doing it doggy-style have been haunting me for hours"

Luke shudders, causing Peter to laugh quietly. Watching luke tense up and get uncomfortable was an amusing sight, he would lick his lip, shrug his shoulders, shiver for a good 5 minutes before scooting away from the person who inflicted to sudden awkwardness to fill Lukes slim body. 

"that is disgusting, Peter" Luke sighs, causing pieces of noodle to fly from his mouth and toward the newly vacuumed carpet.

"not as disgusting as the guy who gives himself dutch - ovens" Peter snorts causing an uneasy feeling to run around her skull, "what goes through your mind, like, wow, i just farted! better give it a sniff then"

"hey, in my defense" Luke waves a chop stick in Peters direction as he starts to speak, "doctors say you should get to know your odours, and thats what im doing"

Shrugging slightly, Peter picks up the remote, switching channels to one which is showing one of the first episode of 'greys anatomy'.

"i adore this show" Peters grins in-between mouthful of the thai food before sighing lowly, "but anyway, we've strayed off topic quite a bit, what do i do? About my mother that is."

Luke looks at Peter as he gently chews on the last of his noodles, "its not like you care, correct?" 

"no" Peter says quickly, trying to push the hate for everyone which she holds to the back of her mind, "not at all"

lies. 

Peter more than cared, she was jealous and angry. She hated the fact that she grew up with her sister and auntie acting as parental figures for her and this new child was going to grow up wearing hand made bamboo clothes that Lavender went out of her way to create, that this new baby was going to get all the attention that Peter never received, but emotions weren't Peters 'thing', she was happy, supportive and compassionate, she hugs animals, she doesn't cry into her friend shoulders, so acting like this whole ordeal didnt bother her was easy for her, after all, she could just scream into her pillow like she does any other night. 

"as long as youre all okay with the whole situation" luke licks his lip slowly, keeping his eyes locked on the tv screen as Izzy strips in front of the other interns while screaming about her past career choice, " then you'll be fine, right?"

"yeah" Peter huffs, kicking her bare feet up on the coffee table, "right".

"shes really fit" Luke moans gently as Izzy moves oddly causing her fairly large breasts to bounce, "she should marry me, ya know, have cute kids and have amazing babies"

Forcing out an obnoxious laugh Peter watches Luke grow uncomfortable, wiggling in his seat, "dont tell me youre getting a boner"

Turning in Peters direction Luke shrugs, holding a guilty expression on his soft features before standing up whilst holding his hands in front of his crotch, "of course im not, um, i need to pee"

A knock at the front door attracts Peters attention, causing her hard stare to divert from Lukes stiff body, "ugh, its ashton"

Standing up slowly, Peter runs her hands over her hair, trying to push any runaway pieced back to their previous place, she then pulls the bottom of her 'stanford' sweater down to straighten the creased fabric.

Pulling the brown door open Peter smiles slightly, "hi? yeah, hi"

"i knw this will probably sounds like a scene from a romantic comedy but, i need some sugar" Ashton smiles casually while holding out a measuring cup, "desperately"

Snatching the plastic cup from ashtons soft grasp Peter quickly shuffles towards the kitchen, muttering self motivation in the process as she tries to squash the seemingly drunk butterflies swarming her stomach. 

Peter quickly grabs the bag of white sugar from the cupboard before taking the brown sugar bag also and placing them side by side, "ashton, do you want the sugary powder that will slowly kill you or the one which will speed up the process?"

"i have no idea what you mean so im just going to ask for white sugar" Ashton says quietly while running his fingers through his hair and tugging at the ends, "if thats okay with you, of course"

"thats fine" Peter nods swiftly, throwing the bag of brown sugar back into the top cupboard, "feel free to look around, beware, my friends jerking off in the bathroom, so avoid any locked doors"

Ashton swiftly turns around and makes is way towards the shelf he had been eyeing since the moment he stepped into Peters apartment, the tall wooden boards held hostage to a hundred odd vinyls that Peter cherished and cared for daily, the collection varied from The Beatles to Nirvana, from The Kinks to The Kooks, Peters collection seemed endless and it was opening up a whole new view on the chirpy girl with amazing legs for Ashton, he expected her to have a wall of pop music not a wall of band posters that were dated from the 90's and earlier, and as Ashton shifts on his feet his eyes land on another wall, full of movie posters, movies that were filmed in the 80's, 70's, 60's. 

"Here you go" Peter grins, shoving a cup of white sugar into Ashton's chest, ignoring the few grains the spill onto the carpet, "your white sugar".

"thank you a shit load" ashton smiles as he opens the front door, "ill be sure to drop you off some strawberry cake, okay?"

closing the door slightly Peter laughs, "im so very excited for your rather feminine strawberry cake"

Pressing her back against the door Peter lets the brown plank close gently, walking away from the archway the sound of Ashtons vibrating laugh can be heard grow quieter by the second but Lukes booming voice becomes clear, "youre in deep".

- the last sentance was messy and im sorry -