Secret Intentions

Luke Hemmings: The natural bad boy of the school, lead guitarist in a hit band, and the guy every girl dreams of being with. Ashton Irwin: Luke's bestfriend, the band's drummer, and now a step-brother. Christina Grande: Your typical good girl, Ashton's new step-sister, and now major crush on Luke Hemmings. When Christina moves in with Ashton and finds out he has a connection with Luke her world changes, it becomes filled with tours, drama, and a lot more. Will Christina find the love of her life through her brother's best friend or will a third party interrupt the new couple's romantic bliss? Find out in 'Secret Intentions' *WARNING!!!! HEAVY SWEARING AND MATURE CONTENT*


59. Chapter 59 *sexual chapter kinda*

 Ashton and Luke helped me out of the hospital and into Ashton's car. Luke slid in next to me in the backseat, while Ashton got into the driver's seat as he started the car and pulled out of the hospital parking lot. I squeezed Luke's hand tightly. He looked at me as a look of concern flashed across his face. 

"Are you okay?" He whispered.

I shook my head no and continued to grip tightly onto his hand.

"Is it your back?" 

I shook my head no again.

"Is it Emma?" 

I shook my head no while my breathing became quicker and more shallow as Ashton sped down the highway. Realization flashed in Luke's eyes as he quickly pulled my head into his lap to block my vision of the road and began stroking my hair as tears fell silently down my cheeks. Ashton pulled up into the driveway as Luke unbuckled my seat belt and scooped me up into his arms bridal style and carried me up the stairs into my room. He laid me gently on my bed and rolled over next to me. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close. He combed his fingers through my hair and hummed one of the bands songs.



I rolled over on top of him and pressed my lips against his neck and began to leave a trail of bite marks down to the nape of his neck, while grinding on top of him. He pushed me up and stared at me in disbelief.

"Chris. What are you doing?" He asked as a look of confusion crossed his face.

"What does it look like I'm trying to get laid." I scoffed.

"Chris, I don't think you know what you're doing."

"Of course I know what I'm doing. I want this. I want you." I whispered seductivley as I pulled my shirt over my head and leaned back down to kiss him. I pressed my lips against his and this time he didn't fight me. He draped his arm across the back of my neck and flipped us, so now he was on top of me. Luke slid his down the front of my shorts and into my underwear. He began rubbing up and down quickly and inserted a finger inside of me. I moaned slightly as he stuck a second one in. My back arched in ecstasy as he slipped a third one in. I felt a sharp pain shoot through my lower back.



I screamed in pain as Luke pulled out his fingers and concern and worry swept over his entire face. Tears streamed down my face. I heard him on the phone with 911 as he gave them our address and briefly informed them of what happened. He helped me into his sweatshirt and then wrapped his arms around me carefully as we waited for the ambulance to take me to the hospital.

"Shhh. Breathe Christina." He whispered as he kissed my forehead.

"I just want to die." I sobbed. I didn't look at him, but I could already imagine the mixed looks of pity, disappointment, and guilt that crossed his face as he pulled his face away from mine.

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