choose | luke hemmings

chapter 73✿

Luke and I lay on the couch cuddled together in a comfortable silence. 

"Hey, May?" Luke says.

"Yeah?" I ask, craning my neck to look up at him. 

"I'm really glad this didn't break us." He tells me.

I smile. I'm so glad it didn't break us either. Deciding to trust Luke is such a better feeling than not trusting him. After all, trust is one of the most important things in a relationship and if we don't have trust, then what's the point of even being in a relationship.

Even though we've established how the number came to be in his possession, we still don't know how Brooke knew about the number being in Luke's phone. And how did she even get ahold of Luke's phone to begin with? 

"It's getting late." I say, sitting up from the couch, only to have Luke pull me back down.

"Just stay a little bit longer." Luke whines.

I shake my head with a smile playing on my lips, mainly from the cute voice Luke is using.

"I can't. I actually didn't lie about having homework. I have a bunch. Senior year is killing me and i'm almost failing Math. I can't just stop doing my work when I only have three months to go." I tell him.

Three months. Three months until graduation, three months until I move to America, and three months until Luke goes to England. I push away the thoughts. Pretending as if nothing's going to change in a few months is basically the only thing keeping me from going crazy over it all. 

"I'll help you with it." Luke says.

"We both know if you're there, no homework will actually get done." I laugh.

"Fine." Luke groans. "I'll drive you tomorrow morning though, right?" 

I nod. "Yeah, i'll see you then." I say as I stand up.

Luke grabs my hand and pulls me back down again. Before I can speak, he presses his lips to mine. I kiss him back immediately, cupping his cheek in one of my hands.

"Thank you for believing me." He says lowly against my lips.

"Always. From now on, always." I promise before pressing my lips to his again.

I move my leg to the other side of him, now straddling his waist. I grip onto his shirt and he slowly runs his fingers down my spine. Our lips move faultlessly against each others as I rustle, trying to get myself in a comfortable position.

"Stop moving, May." Luke hisses.

"Wha―oh, sorry." I blush as I eye the prominent bulge in his pants. 

He moves his lips to my neck and trails kisses down to my collar bone, sucking harshly. Luke slowly moves his lips back to mine, kissing me intensely. He slips his hand into my pants, instantly causing me to moan. 

"Luke." I say, putting my hand on his chest. "We're not doing this right now."

"Why not?" He practically pouts.

"Because!" I giggle. "We're on your living room couch for one. And your mother could come home any second."

"My room then?" Luke smirks.

"No. I need to go home. I tried going twenty minutes ago but you used my weakness against me." 

"What weakness?" He asks.

"You." I roll my eyes and playfully shove his chest.

I stand up from the couch and flatten out my hair as best as I can from Luke's hands going through it.