I hate you, Luke.

WARNING!!! R-rated! Includes sexual content and swearing!

"Hey hot stuff, I'm Luke." He smirked and he lay his hand on my inner thighs.

"Hey, now I'd appreciate it if you got your hand off of me?" I said.

"Oh, you know you like it." He raised his eyebrow and winked at me, starting to move his hand up and on my waist line. I slapped his hand off and he laughed.

"Feisty one, I like that." He winked again.

"Whatever, Luke." I lowed, although he was insanely hot, I wasn't a fan of his and I already saw myself disliking him. A lot.


16. 16. illness.

The guys went later on but I didn't feel in the right mood for sex tonight, I wasn't in a mood for anything... I really didn't feel well. I wasn't going to throw up right now, but I had a high temperature and I was feeling weak. Luke comforted me and we fell asleep together in his bed.


I woke up with Luke's arms firmly around my waist, his warm breath on my neck, this was good. Suddenly, a wave of nausea had hit me like a brick... I was going to be sick. I threw myself out of Luke's arms and sprinted to the toilet where I was just in time, I must of woken Luke up because he was ran after me and I felt a warm hand on my back.

"Babe, you're not going to school today." Luke said softly, rubbing my back and yawning.

"I have to." Although I didn't like school, I couldn't exactly have another day off after Monday, my parents would find out and kill me, then Luke.

"I'm staying here and looking after you. I'll phone the school and you're parents if necessary." He said, he had woken up properly now.


I had finished throwing up and I looked up and fixed my face.

"Baby, you really aren't well... I'll get you some medication, go get in my- erm.. Our bed, I'll be right there." He continued, helping me up and gently pushing me along.

I walked up the stairs, I tripped a few steps but I didn't fall. I got snuggled into 'our' bed, and shortly after, Luke came up the stairs with tablets, fresh orange juice, toast and a beautiful purple flower.

I was so lucky to have him.

"Thank You Luke." I said with a weak smile.

"It's okay baby." He said, handing me the tray.

I took the medication and drunk the orange juice but I really didn't feel like eating anything at that moment. Luke joined me in bed and cuddled me.

"Babe, you're gonna get ill if your near me." I said, I didn't want him to get unwell as well.

"Well, that's the risk I'm taking, I'm staying with you."

He got out of bed and a few minutes later he brought a laptop and some DVDs over with us. He brought Finding Nemo, Anchorman, mean girls and Bring it on. We chose Anchorman first and we laughed throughout the whole movie.

"Baby?" Luke asked.


"This morning I tried to brush my teeth with a lobster because you blinded me with your love." He joked- obviously he referred to the 'lobster scene' in Anchorman. I couldn't help but laugh by his cheesiness.

We watched movies for the rest of the day and it was amazing to snuggle with Luke like this. He didn't care how bad I looked because I was ill as fuck, and he didn't care whether he got unwell in the process.

At the end of the day, I felt a lot better, I could go to school tomorrow and then look forward to spending cheeky time with Luke after school.

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