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.


7. 7. I think I Like you.

Yasmin's P.O.V

I woke up to Luke's face right next to mine, his arms still around me. He was cute when he slept. I crawled out of his arms, leaving him undisturbed.

Today was Saturday, so we had a day to do what we wanted, no school. I checked the time, and it was 1:48pm! We slept in, but I didn't mind... I'm not a morning person, and neither is Luke, by the looks of it.

I made pancakes with small trays of toppings on the table: blueberries, chocolate chips, strawberries and raspberries.

I was in an oversized t shirt that Luke let me burrow and my girl boxer shorts. I flipped the pancake in the pan and felt 2 hands snake around my waist, it was Luke. He turned his face kissing me on the cheek.

"Whatcha doing?" He said in a baby voice.

"Food." I pointed to his plate with a pancake tower.

"Thanks baby." He said cheerfully, throwing his arms in the air playfully.

Did he just call me baby?

"Yas?" He questioned like last night.


"I-I... I ugh.. Think I like you." He said nervously, he's never nervous.

"Oh shut up, Hemmings! I like you too." I said confidently and we both blushed.

He walked over to me and kissed me on the nose.

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