Song I recommend for the chapter: Change by Banks
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What the hell? I had barely met the man, now he would be living in the same house as me? Isn't that how people died in horror movies? I didn't know anything about him besides that he had two children that probably hated him. I didn't even know his last name, nor did I really care to know.
"What, why?" I demand.
"Well because we've been seeing each other for a while and we both just decided that it was what we wanted," my mother responds.
"Well maybe you should've asked what your children wanted!" I snap. "Let's go Luke," I say as I get off of the couch and make my way out of the living room. I didn't care if she got mad at me for taking Luke to my room.
When we get upstairs, I storm to my bed and plop down.
"Babe, what's wrong?" Luke says after he shuts the door and makes his way over to me.
"I don't want him to move in here," I mumble.
"Why? He seems like a nice guy..." He trails off.
"I don't even know him!" I yell.
"Okay okay," he says as he puts his arm around me. I didn't mean to yell at Luke, but I was just so angry. "Maybe this will give you a chance to get to know him a little better, you know?"
"I don't want to get to know him," I say a little quieter this time.
"Come on Al, he's not that ba-"
"I don't want to have to deal with another father figure. I don't want to get attached again to someone who's just going to leave, okay?" I try to fight back the tears, but they are coming so quickly. He pulls me tighter against him when he hears the sadness in my voice and I dig my head into his chest. "I don't want to see my mom go through that again, as a family we mentally cannot go through it again." This time the tears come out and immediately dampen Luke's shirt.
Dealing with my father leaving was too much for me to handle, which is why I have always had problems with relationships. I never let my guard down because I refuse to let myself get hurt. With Luke, there was nothing I could do to stop my feelings. Even though he was a complete asshole to me when I first knew him, something about him pulled me in. He was different, which was why I decided to give him a chance. Thank God I did.
He pulls my chin up to look at him and wipes away the tears that have escaped. "I'm sorry babe. Just try it out and if you don't like it then we'll figure something out, okay?"
I sigh. "Fine." He kisses my forehead before pulling me back into him. "How are you doing?" I ask him. I hadn't really talked to him anymore about his brother since the other night, I felt selfish.
"I'm okay. Better than I was," he says.
"'Good," I say as I sit up to face him again. "You're so strong Luke, it's one of the many reasons why I love you."
"It's only because of you," he says and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. A gesture that he does quite often, but never fails to make me smile. I lean in and gently kiss his soft lips. He leans back on my bed and pulls me on top of him. "So what are the other things that you love about me?" He asks after pulling away from my lips.
"That list is way too long," I laugh.
"Oh come on, I wanna know! Just tell me a few," he says and sticks out his bottom lip. That trick worked on me everytime and he knew it.
Defeated, I sigh at him. "Well for one, I do not love your control over me," I say with a smirk. He giggles. "But I do love your laugh, and your smile..." I poke the large dimple next to his mouth. "And your tattoos..." My fingers barely touch his skin, tracing over the tattoos on his arm. "And your beautiful eyes that remind me of the ocean, and your hair..." I move my hand up to his hair and lightly run my fingers through the quiff. "And your nose..." I lean in and place a soft kiss on his nose. "And your perfect skin..." My lips move down to his neck, gently nipping at the skin. "But you know what I really love?" I say in between kisses.
"What's that?" He asks in a hushed voice. He struggles to speak and I can tell that I'm turning him on.
I kiss my way up his neck and hover over his mouth before speaking again. "Your lips," I whisper. I then attach my lips to his, pressing hard against him. His hands move everywhere along my body, setting a fire on every spot.
My burning desire for Luke was one that could never be put out.
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A/N
Another short and boring chapter, I'm so sorry! I struggled to write this one but needed to put it out, I hate making you guys wait! I hope it's not too bad :/
It will get good again soon I promise! Also almost to 10k WOW OMG I love you guys like crazy
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