Bride on the run (Luke Hemmings)

4

I threw my suitcase on the bed and threw off my shoes. Luke walked in and crossed his arms.

"You didn't tell me you lived in a mansion" I stated looking around, he shrugged and shook his head

"It's not that big" he said raising his eyebrows. I'm hate saying raiding, it reminds me of a flag being put up

"Watch it, I liv d in a chicken coop" I replied taking out my new phone and turning it on. He walked towards me and went to grab it causing me to grab his wrist

"Touch it and I'll pull your legs out of your ass" I muttered under my breath as he took a step back.

"Feisty-" he started and I rolled me eyes finishing the sentence for him

"- I like it, I know " I finished and he chuckled as I laid down, closing my eyes my vision turned black.

"Didn't you literally just wake up?" He asked and I let out a sigh

"I'm a sloth, i can sleep 24/7" I mumbled opening my eyes and opening my suitcase and grabbing a pair of pj's and underwear.

"Bathroom??" I asked as he pointed down the hallway

"The towel is in the press" he called out as I walked towards the bathroom.

I close the door and lock it before grabbing a towel and turning on the water. As I waited for it to heat up I undressed and jumped in.

The water burned my skin but in a nice way, like a war hug, so warm that someone's squeezing you until your breath is trapped In.

I love showers as you can see.