I woke up to a subtle snore coming from Luke. I really cant believe he stayed all night. I mean really.... No one else would have.
My date with Michael!
Shoot. Well yay! But shoot. Of course the 'incident' would happen that night just my luck. I decided to look over at the clock.
12:04pm. I must have fallen asleep when Luke brought me to the bathroom to clean me up. I trust him. Usually i would be freaking out because of the whole rape thing when i was little and the reoccurrence when I was 14. But I can say that i honestly trust Luke and the guys.
I rolled over to face Luke. I swung my left leg over him so it was laying on the opposite side of his body that i was beside. In one swift motion i swept myself on top of Luke so i was straddling him. I wish it was Michael under me. But, i placed my hands on either side of his head and leaned down so my lips were right beside his left ear.
"Luke...." I whispered sweetly.
"Lukee..." I whispered but said it a little louder then last time.
"Lukey Pukey..." I pretty much normally talked into his ear.
Nothing. Jesus christ he is a heavy sleeper.
"Luke!" I yelled at him.
"AH! WHAT THE FUCK?!" He yelled at me as he sat up. I quickly put my hands over his mouth and shushed him before pushing him down slowly to where we were laying before.
"Shh. Uncle Gump is still here! He is only leaving in an hour so shush! But hey. Sorry i scared you.." I snickered at him.
"Just a little startled. I would prefer maybe a kiss on the check to wake me up next time."
"Yeah right like that would wake you up." I scoffed.
"It would! Why did you wake me up anyway..."
"Oh yeah. I have my date with Michael tonight and i figured he would've told you about the date and stuff and since your a guy you would know what he would like... And i wanted you to help me pick out an outfit...?"
An hour and clothes tornado later we both finally decided on an outfit to ware. It was a pair of dark denim short-shorts. My butt didn't hang out of the shorts but it flattered my bum nicely. We also choose a white tank top that had a scoop neck and it flattered my curves. It showed off a little cleavage but not much.
"Do i seriously have to try it on luke?"
"Yes now strip down."
We both laughed. I turned around so he didnt see the front of me as i changed.
I looked myself in the mirror. Luke eyed me up and down aswell.
"You like it? Do you think he will love it?"
"Yes and yes. You look hot." He gave me a smirk.
"Stop being a perv." I giggled and smacked his chest.
"Hey I'm just a hormonal and horny teenage boy you cant blame me." He threw his hands up in defeat.
"Okay well thank you but i only have a few hours until my date so I'm afraid that i must kick you out now." I pouted at him as i spoke.
"Okay. Have fun." He said while wiggling his eyebrows.
"Jesus. Thank you for staying and helping me."
"No problem. Oh and by the way. Don't wear any bracelets. You don't need to hide your scars while you are with him or all of us for that matter. He is the kind of guy to get upset that you tried to hide them. Alright? Have fun."
It was 6:30pm and i was all ready for my date tonight with Michael. However i was trying to make grilled cheese for dinner but failed 3 times. I got pissed off and threw a glass at the wall. Of course i was like a foot away from the wall so all the glass hit my arms and legs creating more gashes on my arms, hands and legs. At the moment i am now trying to clean up the horrendous mess i had made on the floor and with my failed grilled cheeses. I was rushing so i finished fairly quickly. I decided that i still needed to eat and that a grilled cheese wasn't the best option. I opened up the cupboard and grabbed a can of chicken noodle soup and a can opener. Within about 2 minutes i had a perfect can of soup made for myself. I scarfed it down knowing that Michael could get here at any moment. I was standing at the sink rinsing my bowl as i heard a knock on the door.
"Come in!" I yelled knowing it was most likely Michael. I heard the door open and close quietly and footsteps approaching. It started to freak me out. I turned around to see a large black figure approaching me. It was holding something. Thats when my mind going mental. I was about to piss myself. I started to have a panic attack and started to hyperventilate.
As best as i could i chocked out "Michael...?" My voice was shakey and quiet.
"Yeah...?" Oh dear lord. It was him. His soft, low sexy voice.
I dropped my plate in the sink and ran over to him. I wrapped my arms tightly around him. I think he could feel my panicness and heavy breathing because he asked
"Hey... You okay? You sound like your about to pass out."
"Just the start of a panic attack...." I said quietly.
"Why are you having a panic attack?"
"Well i hate being home-alone and uncle Gump left for a few days this morning and i was freaking out that you were a murderer and oh god I'm just really glad your here." I spoke excessively quick. I held him tighter. We stayed like that before we pulled away.
".... What happened to you?" He asked motioning to my gashed body.
I summed up what happened to him with the glass, i however excluded last nights events.
"Oh gosh. Lets get you. Cleaned up before we leave then. Sound good?"
"Yeah sounds great." I said back to him.