“Now I know you're not into the whole romance thing but I figured we'd start with typical standard ‘date night’ dinner.” Luke joked.

“I mean food is always good, you don't see me complaining.” I nudged his side.

“That's what I thought.” He smiled. “Even though you probably eat more than I do.”

“What's that supposed to mean? Calling me fat?” I smirked.

“Kenz, you are the farthest thing from fat. I don't even think there's 1 ounce of fat on your entire body.”

“And now you're kissing my ass.” I raised an eyebrow jokingly.

“Kiss your ass?” he smirked. “Yeah, okay bend over.” he cocked an eyebrow.

“You'd like that too much, Hemmings.” I smiled.

“Surely you meant you'd like that too much, right?” he shot a smile back.

We carried on our playful banter for the rest of dinner. It was nice talking to Luke; we could joke around like we had been friends with each other forever. It didn't matter if we were having a long conversation or if we both went silent; nothing was ever awkward or uncomfortable. I like Luke. I like the way he makes me feel and I like who I am when I’m with him. I was still me but I was a better me with Luke. With Calum I felt like I had to be the bad edgy girl since it's sort of the vibe he gives off. But Luke, he was sweet so I felt sweeter myself.

We finished our dinner and Luke quickly scooped up the check. After finishing an argument about who was supposed to pay, I finally gave up knowing that I was never going to win. He didn’t even let me see it. I tried to at least leave the tip but he wasn’t having it. I liked that he was paying but at the same time, I was independent. I could handle myself.

He told me he had a surprise in mind for us and I had to simply trust him. I wasn't sure where he was taking me but I’m pretty sure at this point I’d follow him anywhere. We strolled hand-in-hand down the busy street not caring about anybody else in the world right because in this moment it was just me and Luke no matter how many people were rushing past us.

“You're not worried about someone seeing us holding hands?” I questioned realizing what was really going on.

“So what if they do?” he asked.

“I don't know. I just don't want people to get the wrong idea. That’s all.” I shrugged.

“Or is it Calum that you don't want to get the wrong idea?” he shot back, annoyance in his voice.

“Why would I care what Calum thinks?” I asked, knowing full well that he was aware of the feelings we shared for each other. If I didn't like Luke too though, I wouldn't be out here right now.

There was still part of me that wish I would never had agreed to the bet but without it, I wouldn't be getting as close to Luke as I was. Without the bet, I would've come on the tour dated Calum, and lived life as I thought it should go. Luke was throwing a wrench into the plan though and I couldn't figure out what I wanted. I like the spontaneous side of Luke, which I never knew he had before but I also liked the romantic side of Calum. He calmed me down and made me feel like I was stable for once. In past relationships, it was always spontaneous and fast paced. Calum took the time to make sure I was happy and getting what I want. Luke did that too, just in a different way.

I wasn't ready for anything serious and I feel like Calum wanted to jump into a relationship. I mean he asked me to be his girlfriend for god sake the other night.

With Luke, I felt like there were no limits. He wasn’t pushing the need to put a title on what we were doing and he knew that I liked that. He was here to please me and me alone even though he had to keep his best intentions in mind for himself as well.

With Calum I felt like it was more so he wanted the relationship so he was pushing it. Maybe I was falling for Luke. I had no idea.

I decided to let this night pan out and see where it led us. I wasn't going to make any rash decisions on my feelings for either of the boys. I obviously liked both of them but which one do I like more? I still didn't know, I don't think any amount of dates in this world would be able to tell me who I liked more right now.

Maybe if I just keep going on dates, hanging out and making out with both of them I’d eventually be able to make up my mind. I didn’t really need to decide right away, the tour had only started. I had a while to figure it out, right?

Luke looked at me with sternly, never breaking eye contact.

“Kenz, I know you have something going on with Calum. Whether you want me to know or not you guys definitely have something going on. Anyone with eyes can see that.”

“It's not like I'm dating him or anything.” I rolled my eyes growing annoyed.

“No you're not dating him but you still obviously like him and I can tell he likes you back. That's not something I want to get in the middle of.” He sighed.

This was it. This was the moment Luke told me whatever we had going on was done. I needed to do something to stop him. I wasn’t ready for this to be done. I felt like a terrible person. But I had to do this, for me.


“I don't really know what's going on.” I told him honestly. “I wouldn't really say that we like each other. We just enjoy each other's company. That doesn't mean I want to stop hanging out with you. I like your company too.” I smiled, giving a tight squeeze to his hand.

“Yeah but how do you like me Kenz, that’s the question. Do you like me in the friend type of way… or as more than a friend?” he stopped walking, standing in front of me so I couldn’t go any farther.

“I can't be sure about that yet Luke. We are really just starting to get to know each other. I mean yeah, you’ve been in his band with my brother for three years but that doesn't mean we know each other.” I shrugged.

“Well I like you Kenz. I'm not exactly sure how but I know I like you.” he placed a quick kiss on my lips. “And nothing is going to change that.”

“We'll figure it out. We don't need to rush anything. It's not like we're going anywhere, anytime soon.” I chuckled.

“I know. I'm stuck with you for the rest of the tour.” he joked.

“You're stuck with me?” I gasped. “I'm stuck with you.”

“Is that such a bad thing though?” he asked with a laugh, continuing to walk.

I shook my head without answering. I didn't know what I was getting myself into but I think I liked it. I liked both the boys. They had my heart confused and my mind going crazy.

We continued to walk down the street in silence. I noticed that there was a slight commotion at the end of the way. The street was lit up with lights and I could hear the faint sound of a band playing in the background.

“What's going on down there?” I asked, wondering if he knew what we were about to walk into.

“Since you asked… I did a little research.” Luke started. “It just so happens that there is some sort of street festival going on tonight.”

“What do you mean some sort of street festival?” I smiled. I love that Luke didn’t plan a romantic date. Well I guess this could get a bit romantic, but I’m positive that wasn’t his intentions. He just wanted something for us to do that we’d both enjoy.

It was like the first day we snuck off together. We wound up in a market and bought a ton of useless stuff. I had a feeling this was going to go just like that.


“I don't know I guess there's like street vendors selling things and food. Apparently there's also some sort of dancing going on towards the back.” He smiled. I didn’t know if he could properly dance, but I had a feeling I was about to find out.

I couldn’t wipe the stupid smile off my face. I was so excited. I had never been to a street festival before, let alone in a one in foreign country. I like exploring with Luke, we always got ourselves and the little shenanigans and it was always so much fun. There was honestly never a dull moment with him. Even if we were just chilling, lounging out, I always had so much fun.

He pulled me from my daydream as he led me aside to a quitter part of the street where no one could see us. He got really awkward, something I hadn’t seen him become before. I was unsure what was going on.

“Are you okay?” I asked with a chuckle.

“Yeah I am. I mean I really don't know how to say this… I’m not usually like this… but uh, I guess, um, I know you're into this.” He paused, fishing out a baggie from his pocket. “I sort of might've bought this for us… I wasn't really sure what to do with it but I figured out how to roll it and uh, I figured you might want to smoke it… with me? Before we go into the festival.”

“You bought weed… for our date?” I smiled at his nervousness, he was undeniably adorable.

“I guess so. I mean that brownie was pretty cool so I figured why not try it again, right?” he smiled down at me, holding the rolled blunt in between his pointer finger and thumb. “And who better to get high with than Mackenzie Irwin herself?”

“I can't believe you made a drug deal for me!” I couldn't stop laughing. I wasn't laughing at him, I was just laughing at the fact that he was so unsure about it yet he went through all the trouble to actually get it just for us. This was something I definitely wasn’t expecting, at all. Spontaneous Luke, my brain shouted, you like spontaneous Luke.

“Well, are we going to light it or what?” he asked, holding up a lighter.

Without another pause, he put the blunt in his mouth. He flicked the lighter on and inhaled. I was thoroughly surprised. He took it in like a champ. He blew the smoke in my face, coughing slightly. I couldn't help but smile. This was the literally the cutest thing ever I had ever seen, watching Luke lighting the blunt. Once he had it lit completely, he passed it over to me. I held it between my lips and I took a long drag off of it. I was smoking a blunt with Luke Hemmings, in the middle of the streets of Copenhagen.

I could not wait to get to Amsterdam with these boys. Calum was willing to smoke, Luke went out of his way to buy drugs, Ashton smoked I knew that and so did Mikey. Amsterdam was going to be insane. All of the guys would be down to get stoned and I know my girls wouldn’t say no. We were just going to be high little bastards the entire time. I smiled just thinking about it.

Once we finished the blunt or what we could of it, which was basically all of it, actually it was more like me taking hits, passing it to Luke watching him take the smallest hit possible and passing it back to me, then me taking about another 45 hits, passing it back and watching him take another small hit but nonetheless we smoked it, we made our way back into the crowd of people.

I knew it wouldn't take much to get Luke high though, seeing as he didn't really smoke much. Walking out of our little secluded area I could definitely tell he was stoned. It was cute and fit his little badass, lip ring wearing personality. I knew he wasn’t going to turn into some hardcore stoner but it was adorable that he was willing to try it again for me. He didn’t have to though, I would like him whether he toked or not.

“So where do you want to go first?” he asked, taking his my hand in his as we walked into the middle of the festival.

“I don't know. I say we just walk down the row and if anything catches our eye, we stop.” I suggested.

He nodded as we continued down the street, stopping at a few vendors here or there. There wasn’t really anything that I had to have. There were a few cute trinkets and things but I was too high to know I wanted to actually buy them. I’d be back to Copenhagen at some point in my life, I’m sure. If not, Ashton would be back and I’d force him to get me something.

There is music playing from a live band, there was laughter and there were groups of friends, couples and people just walking around everywhere you looked. It was so cool to see the actual culture of Copenhagen right here in front of us.

And to think that I had argued about coming on the tour. Before this, I had never left the country and without my brother taking this risk, I probably never would have. But now here I was on the other side of the world, walking down the street hand-in-hand with Luke, Luke Hemmings nonetheless, taking in all the beautiful sights before me, including the boy holding my hand.

As we walked further down the street we noticed the live band playing for a crowd. There were some people dancing in the crowd, happily carrying on with their partners.

Being in our current state, Luke walked us over to where the people were dancing. He placed his arms around my waist, pulling me in tight. I let my hands wrapped around his neck and took in his intoxicating scent. There wasn’t an inch of space left between our bodies.

It was moments like this where I was thankful I wasn’t the shortest girl in the world. With him towering over six feet, my 5’9 came in handy here. He didn’t have to awkwardly lean down to talk to me and I could easily here what he was saying.


“This is been a fun night.” he said quietly as the music slowed even more.

“It has been. I really enjoyed myself.” I smiled back up at him.

Before I knew it, his lips were planted to mine. Our lips moved slowly in sync with one another. This was the perfect way to end our night. Dinner was okay, getting high was even better but the street festival was the perfect. I knew Luke had to of planned this a little bit, no matter what he says, but the fact that he actually took the time to think about what we’d do tonight, was so cool. He knew I would like it and I surely did.

He pulled his lips from mine, smiling down at me. I couldn't help but smile back, his smile is so contagious, especially in moments like this.

“I have one last surprise left.” he smirked.

“Okay, are you ready to go now then?” I asked.

“Only if you are.” He pecked my lips again.

I nodded yes and let him take my hand leading me from the other couples dancing. Before we could make our entire way out, an older woman stopped us.

She said something very fast in a language I didn’t understand. Luke smiled at her, saying we only spoke English. She smiled and started over, speaking much slower this time in broken English.

“You two…very cute. Hold on to young love, because I can tell you are in love. It not comes very often. You give me hope for future.” She smiled at us. “Too many young kids going out, doing it out of order. You two though, you come out dancing. No young kids come dancing. Not today.”

I didn’t have the heart to correct her and it seemed neither did Luke.

“Thanks ma’am. We’re happy to be together. And we’d rather dance then get into trouble.” He smiled at me, then back to her. If she only knew how high we were.

“She’s beautiful, never let go.” she smiled at him.

“I couldn’t if I tried.” Luke placed a quick kiss on my temple. “Have a great rest of your night.”

The lady smiled as we walked away. I wasn’t sure what to make of that. He played it off so nonchalantly that we were in love. That didn’t mean he really was…right? Oh goodness, I hope not. I couldn’t handle one pushing a relationship and one being in love. I needed Luke for my random, spontaneous moments. Love would change everything, it always did.

“What was that all about?” I asked, not sure I wanted to hear his answer.

“I wasn’t about to shatter the poor woman’s heart, Kenz.” He chuckled. “She thought we were in love and who am I to deny her that?”

“Good point, I mean after all we do give her hope for the future.” I laughed.

Once we got out of festival and back onto the quiet side walk, we walked in silence taking everything in around us. It probably didn't help that we were high, we were happy though. This would definitely go down as one of my favorite dates ever. We walked for a few more minutes before he came to halt in front of a fancy looking building. I studied the outside, confused as to why he would stop here.

“We're here.” he smiled.

“This is the hotel.” I stated flatly, still confused. “But this isn't our hotel.”

I couldn't figure out why we had stopped in front of the hotel, especially one that wasn't where we were staying. He looked down at me, his face plastered with a smirk but also the slightest hint of uncertainty.

“Well since we have tomorrow off, I mean I didn't want to seem too presumptuous it's not like I came here thinking that anything would happen between us, I just wanted us to have some privacy. You know so we could sit and just talk, get to know each other better, maybe make out a little.” he winked.

“You rented us a room?” I questioned, shocked.

I wasn't sure how I felt about this. I knew Luke was sweet and wouldn’t try to do anything I didn't want to, but that wasn't what bothered me. I was worried I wouldn't be able to stop myself from doing what I wanted to do to him right now.

Part of me felt like I was upset he assumed I would stay in a room with him but part of me felt like I wanted to stay in the room and do unmentionable things with Luke. I was started to feel for Luke in a sexual way, not because of the bet but because of how I felt towards him in general. It was only natural that you start to feel like that once you’ve been hanging out r getting to know someone like this. I didn't want to rush anything though. I wanted to take things slow, especially if I wanted to get into some form of relationship with Luke at one point or another. I don't want to start with sex that never worked out for me in the past. You needed to be friends, establish a relationship, grow stronger feelings and then move up from there. Sex would wait, but the bet wouldn’t. I didn’t even know if Luke even was feeling the same way. I wonder what his past sexual relationships were like. Was he as scared as I was? Not scared to do it with one another, but scared to do it and have everything fall apart. Why was I even thinking about sex right now? I doubt it’d even get that far.

“We don't have to go in if you don't want to.” he said, seeming down. “We can always just go back to our hotel and go separate ways. Like I said I'm not expecting anything at all, I just thought we could have some privacy.”

“No this is sweet.” I smiled. He was right. “We could use some privacy it’s hard to get to know another when everybody is always up our asses. You never know who’s going to peak their head in or pop up unexpectedly.”

“So we're going?” he said, a smirk tugging at his lips.

“We are going.” I smiled, tugging his hand towards the door.

“Uh, I sort of already checked in earlier… before we went out… so I have our key.” he dug in his back pocket taking out his wallet, holding up the key.

“You cheeky bastard.” I grinned. “You knew I'd say yes.”

“See, I’m starting to get to know you a little bit better than you think, Kenz.” he snickered.

We stayed hand-in-hand as the elevator took us to the floor we were on. Room 604, floor six. The room and floor where Luke and I’d ‘get to know each other’. I wasn’t even sure what that meant. Would we literally just sit there talking all night? Would things turn sexual? Would he try any moves? I had no idea what to expect. I was nervous and I could tell he was too.

This was a new feeling for me. Nervousness isn’t something I’m accustomed too. Usually, I went into situations and whatever happened, happened. But with Luke I couldn’t find the same cool demeanor. I wanted everything to go perfectly; I actually wanted to impress Luke. Trying to impress a guy was also a new idea for me. I’d never had tried to grab the attention of a guy, they’d always come to me. Now here I was grabbing the attention of not one but two guys, at the same time. I felt bad that they were basically fighting against each other for me, but at the same time, I didn’t. It was life, it happened all the time.

I promised myself I wouldn't let anything go too far. I wasn't 100% sure my feelings so I didn't want to make any hasty decisions with Luke and ruin my chances with Calum. Because what if I really wanted to be with Calum, not Luke? I had no idea.

The elevator stopped in the doors open to letting us out onto our floor. He looked at the signs on the wall and led us to the left, down the hall towards our room.

“604.” He smiled as he slid the key into the hole. The door clicked and he pushed open. My mouth dropped as I entered the room. It was huge and for one night, it was a bit much.

“Luke this is the nicest hotel I've ever been.” I never took my eyes away from everything in front of me.

The suite was spectacular. It was an open floor plan; there was a kitchen, living room and another door that led down a small hallway. There were doors connecting to the bedroom and the bathroom in the hall. The door to the bedroom was pushed open, I had to look. There was one oversized king bed and that was it. I have to sleep in the same bed as him tonight I mean I guess I should've expected that, but seeing the one bed only made me even more nervous. The room was sort of like the suites we stayed in, in the other hotels in South America except this was for just us. Luke and Mackenzie, Mackenzie and Luke. No one else would be in this room at any point. No one could come running in and interrupt us, no one would ruin a moment. I was terrified but in the greatest way possible.

“The only rooms they had left were all one bed. I didn’t want to jump to any conclusions but I figured it would be okay.” Luke shrugged nervously beside me; at least I wasn’t alone in the nervous department.

I watched as he ran his hand up and down the back of his neck. What were we worried about? We knew our own boundaries and we both knew each other would respect them.

“You know I like to cuddle, so that’s fine.” I winked before going further into the bedroom.

“And you’re a near proper one at that.” He shot back.

I giggled as I hopped obnoxiously onto the bed. I noticed two small bags in the corner of the room, thankful he had thought about clothes for tomorrow. I didn’t want to wear the same dress back.


“Champagne!” I shouted when I spotted the bottle chilling in the bucket of ice on bed side table.

“Why not, am I right?” he smiled. He had really thought of everything.

“So you get me high, you lure me into this hotel room, you get me drunk, and then what's next Luke Hemmings? Are you going to trying take advantage of me in my inebriated state?” I giggled kicking my shoes off.

“That might be the plan.” He whispered in a husky tone, coming towards the bed. He pulled me to the edge, placing his hands on either of my hips pulling me in close as he could. He leaned down brushing his lips against mine; it quickly turned into a fiery passionate kiss. I pulled him down on top of me, his body crashing into mine. He slowly flipped us around so I was resting on top of him. I sat up slightly, straddling him, one leg on either side of him. I let my hands run through his hair never breaking the kiss. I tugged lightly on his hair, earning a low groan from him. His hands roamed my sides eventually landing one on my neck and one in my hair as well. He pushed it all behind me as our kiss became hotter and hotter. He flipped us over again, this around laying me down on the bed. He hovered over top of me, pulling back slightly to catch his breath. He never broke eye contact as he smiled, kissing me again. Our tongues began to fight for dominance. I couldn't help but let a small moan escape my lips. He couldn't help but smirk as the noise left my mouth. This felt right, he felt perfect.

There was nothing on my mind right now but the feeling of Luke’s lips and body pressed to mine. No one else was on my mind for the matter either. This was what being with someone was supposed to feel like.


“Getting to know each other, ha ha.” I joked as we broke apart for air. I was worried if we didn’t stop now, we never would.

“You're right.” He said sitting up, pulling me with him. “We should get to know each other.”

He popped open the bottle of champagne, pouring a healthy glass for each of us. He quickly made a cheesy toast and downed our glasses. He refilled them quickly.

He seemed more nervous than before, I knew I was. It was something that usually didn’t happen to me. I couldn't tell why though this is no different than any other time. I mean he had stayed in my hotel room before. I guess he really hadn't stayed overnight, like Calum did that one time, but still. We had snuggled in bed all day, watching movies and bullshitting about everything before, what was so different about right now? Nothing, I told myself.

Except for the fact that we were alone, the fact and no one could walk in on us in any given moment, the fact that there was nothing stopping us from just ripping each other’s clothes off and going at it, nope nothing different.

“Tell me a secret, Kenz.” he said randomly, taking another swig from his glass.

“I don't have a secret to tell.” I shrugged, following suit.

“You have to have a secret, Mackenzie. Everyone does!” he sighed.

“Okay, you tell me a secret then, Luke.” I tried. “If you are so sure I have one then you have to have one too.” I stuck my tongue out.

“The only secret I have is something you probably don't want to hear.” he looked at the ground, chuckling nervously.

I placed my thumb under his chin making him look me in the eyes. “You know you can tell me anything, and I mean anything, right Luke?”

“Yeah I'm just afraid this one might push you away.” He frowned.

“What could be so bad that would push me, Mackenzie Irwin as you so kindly like to remind me all the time, away? I’ve experienced things you’d never expect an 18 year old to see.”

“Not now, Kenz. I’ll tell you soon, just not now.” He downed the rest of his glass, replacing it with fresh liquid. “And don’t worry about what it is until I tell you. I know you will.”

“I will not.” I huffed. I didn’t care.

“Can I ask you something then?” he asked, I nodded for him to continue. “Why do you put up this bad girl front?”

I picked at the hem of my dress, pushing it back down after realizing it had ridden up in our hot make out. I sighed before answering. “It’s not a front.”

“You can pretend that’s it not around everyone else, but whether you think we know each other or not, I know it’s fake.”

“I feel more empowered when I’m like this. I feel strong and proud to be who I am. It’s really not a front. I just like to be this way.” I shrugged.

“You know you’re a strong girl, no matter what you do, right?” he smiled over at me.

I nodded with a grin. “Yes, but I like having the ‘I don’t give a fuck’ attitude and wearing ripped jeans and band tee’s I steal from my brother.”

“That makes sense I guess. You’re you, and that’s why I like you.” he smiled.

“Oh you like me? Tell me more!” I joked, he fake swatted at me to stop.

“I have no clue why, because most of the time you’re an asshole but then I get these little moments here and there and it just drives me insane.” He smiled, looking down.

“I have no clue why I like you either, if that makes you feel any better.” I laughed.

“Gee, I feel great now. Way to boost a man’s confidence.” He chuckled.

“Okay, you so tell me something. Do you think the lip ring makes fans think you’re more badass than you actually are?”

“No, I did it to revolt against my parents honestly.” He laughed. “My mum was always up my ass about everything, especially when I asked for tattoos or anything like the rest of the guys, but anyways, I came home one day with this bad boy.” He paused to play with his shiny black lip ring. “Mum flipped but it stuck and I love it now.”

“I think it’s sexy.” I grinned.

“Yeah? Me too.” he laughed.

“If you weren’t in the band, what would you be doing?” I asked out of nowhere.

“I guess I’d just be in school.” He shrugged. “Graduate, go to uni, figure out what dead end job I’d want to be stuck at for the rest of my life, the typical life I suppose. Don’t ask what I’d study, because I have no clue. I never really thought of doing anything with my life other than playing music. I’m just damn lucky it paid off.”

“You guys are seriously talented. Someone would have eventually seen you. You’re just lucky it was a member of One Direction.” I chuckled.

“Yeah, we really did get lucky with that. Did you like those lads? You met them when we came to Australia, didn’t you?”

I shifted nervously on the bed. Truth be told, I met them. I met one in particular a little better than I probably ever should have. I hadn’t told anyone, ever about my encounter with him though. I wasn’t sure if I should tell Luke or not, it could hurt my chances with him tremendously.

“Um, I met them. Yes, they were nice.” I tried to hide my uncomfortableness.

“What’s wrong?” he eyed me.

I nervously finished my drink, refilling my cup. “Nothing’s wrong.”

“You’re lying, tell me.” He took my cup from me. “I’ll give it back when you tell me.”

“Seriously! It’s nothing.”

“We’re they rude to you?! Did someone try something?” he seemed upset.

“You asked for a secret, I guess this could be mine.” I chuckled, anxiously.

“What is it, Kenz?”

“I got to know the one pretty well, maybe too well.” I fidgeted with my hair, pulling it behind my shoulders, moving it back to the front and so on.

“What do you mean too well?” he asked, sternly.

“We may have, um, did some things we maybe shouldn’t have considering the lack of time we knew each other.” I cleared my throat.

“You had sex with one of them?” he asked, shocked.

“Maybe.” I looked anywhere but at him.

“Which one?” he pushed.

“I told you my secret, you never said I needed to give specifics.” I rolled my eyes.

“Kenz, just tell me.” He tried.

“What does it matter which one it was?”

“I’m pretty sure only one of them was single on that tour.” he looked concerned, maybe, I couldn’t tell.

“Well then great, it was that one. Whatever one was single, it was him.” I stuck my tongue out.

“Come on Kenz, please just tell me.” He begged.

“Tell me your secret.” I stated. It was only fair.

“I just can’t, not yet.” he sighed, defeated.

“You have to have more than one.” I was growing inpatient.

“None worth mentioning.” He shrugged. “So tell me who it was!”

“Fine. But no one knows, you’re honestly the first person I’m telling.” He nodded. “Okay, fine, it was Zayn.”

His mouth dropped. He looked like he had been punched in the gut.

“I’m guessing he wasn’t the single one.” I chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.

“Single? He’s engaged.” Luke spat. “I don’t think he was at the time, but still he was with the girl he’s engaged too now.”

“That’s not my problem. He didn’t mention a girlfriend so it wasn’t my concern. I figured it was okay, if he was okay with it.” I shrugged. What did he want me to do about it now? It was over a year ago and I hadn’t really talked to the guy since.

“Just once right?” I shook my head no. “How many times?”

I simply held up 3 fingers. I didn’t want to talk about this anymore and he clearly didn’t get it.

“Wow, I’m honestly surprised at Zayn.”

“It’s in the past and I swear if you tell anyone, I will cut you balls off and feed them to our dogs at home.” I glared at him.

“No, you told me that in confidence. It’s safe.”

“Now tell me youuuuuurs.” I whined.

“Nope.” He popped the p sound.

I pouted but he wasn’t budging. I could tell whatever it was he wanted to say was a big deal. I wasn’t going to be him so I dropped it. I intertwined fingers, kissing his knuckles.

“I hope you don’t think poorly of me now.” I said, unsure if he did or not.

“I could never.” He kissed my lips.

“Okay, because I didn’t want that to effect whatever this is.” I motioned between us.

“It won’t. I swear.” He smiled.

“Good cause then I wouldn’t get to make out with your face whenever I wanted too.” I made a goofy kissy face at him.

“You’re something else, babe.” He said, his face paling instantly. “Uh, I didn’t…I’m sorry, it just slipped and I uh, shit.”

“Luke, you can call me babe, it’s okay.” I scooted closer to him. “I like the way it sounds.”

“But you’re not my babe.” He pouted.

“I could be your babe right now, in the confinement of this hotel room, if you want.” I said in a low voice.

“Oh yeah? And what does you being my babe, get me?” he smirked.

“Well…” I said standing up. “It removes this.”

I slowly unzipped the back of my dress, shimmying out of it. I watched as it fell to the floor leaving me in my bra and undies. Luke’s eyes looked like they were ready to pop out of his head.

“Fuck.” He murmured as I downed the remainder of my cup, skipping the glass, drinking right from the bottle for my refill. He took my lead, snatching the bottle from me. We had drunk nearly all of it. We probably didn’t need anymore, but that wasn’t stopping us.

“If I’m your babe, and that gets you this, shouldn’t I get something in return?” I bit my bottom lip.

“You’re right, it’s only fair.” Luke smirked, standing up. He unbuttoned his pants and peeled them down his legs. Stupid skinny jeans. I watched once he had them gone completely, as he moved to sit back on the bed. He had one tight black boxer briefs, he looked perfect.

I crawled back onto the bed next to him, Luke scooting back to rest against the backboard. I slowly crawled towards him, straddling him like I had done earlier. He rested his hands on my almost bare hips, looking me up and down.

He roughly slammed his lips to my own. This kiss was different than any of the ones we had shared before. It was hot but fueled more on lust than anything else. I could feel him. It was something that was new and exciting for me. This is the least amount of clothes we’d ever had on together.

“I don’t like this.” I broke apart, tugging at his shirt before completely ripping it off.

We went right back into our heated kiss. The more I grinded into him, the harder I felt him get. I couldn’t pull a typical Kenz move, I couldn’t leave him hard. I had nowhere to go; it was me and him in this room alone all night. I sighed as his lips left mine, only to surprise me by moving to my neck. He knew what he was doing, that’s for damn sure. I moaned as he sucked and pecked my neck with his mouth. He moved down slowly onto my shoulder. He kissed me once more, before sliding my bra strap down my arm with his mouth. He repeated this action on the other side before reaching behind me and unclasping it all together. It was getting real. This was happening. I wasn’t stopping him and he wasn’t stopping me. We both wanted this. Were we rushing? Probably, did we care? No. Were we too fucked up to be doing this? Probably, did we care? No.

He discarded my bra, staring at my chest. His eyes moved from there up to meet mine.

“You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.” he whispered, planting a soft kiss on my collarbone. He moved his mouth from there down to one of my breasts taking it fully into his mouth. I couldn’t hold the groan in; I made a loud noise, causing him to jerk harder as well.

Before I knew it, he had flipped us around and was suddenly on top of me again. He traced his fingers from my cheek to the waistband of my underwear. He ran an unsure finger along the top before sliding them down my legs a bit. He drew his fingers to my core this time. I let out a gasp as I felt him rub my opening.

I was really about to do this. I was about to have sex with Luke Hemmings. He wasn’t just the kid that I went to school with but never paid attention too anymore. He was my brother’s bandmate, my brother’s best friend and friends with Calum. Calum…why hadn’t I thought about Calum once this entire time until now? Usually, he was the first thing that popped into my brain. All thoughts of Calum escaped my mind when I felt Luke dip a finger inside me.

Yes, it was happening. That made it all so real.

He pumped in and out slowly, paying close attention to my breasts with his mouth. He sucked and nipped at my nipples as he moved his finger in and out of me. My breathing hitched when I felt him insert the second finger. He was making me feel incredible. I couldn’t control myself.

I didn’t want this to all be about me though; he needed to enjoy himself too. He continued to curl his fingers inside of me, bringing me closer and closer to the edge. I lost my train of thought to help him out when he lowered his head down my torso, meeting my clit. I lost all control when his tongue hit my skin. Luke Hemmings knew what a girl liked and wasn’t holding back. He was good.

He continued to lick and pump until my body shuddered in pleasure. My back arched up off the mattress and I cried out his name softly as I rode out my orgasm. I came down from my high, opening my eyes to see his already looking back at me. I smiled, pulling him down to meet my kiss. I could taste myself on him, turning me on even more. I quickly flipped us over, straddling him again. I began to leave kisses down his chest and stomach before reaching his boxers.

I slide my fingers under them, looking at him for permission. He looked unsure, scared, nervous and excited all at the same time. He nodded with a smirk, so I slowly pushed them out of the way. I wasn’t surprised at his size as he sprang free. I was in for a good time. I placed a few more sporadic kisses before leaving one on the tip of his penis. I looked back up at him, noticing his eyes had closed.

I swirled my tongue around the head a few times before taking him into my mouth. I started slow, bobbing down about half way. I did this a few more times before taking all that I could into my mouth. I choked a bit, letting up and sinking back down. I bobbed my head up and down continuously before I heard a low moan erupt from the bottom of his throat.

“Kenz, I’m close.” He mumbled.

I smiled but continued to do my work on his dick. I licked the length before taking him back into my mouth. We didn’t need to really have sex, this was going to suffice. I didn’t know where this was going to leave us, but I had a feeling I was going to like it. Nothing else mattered in the world right now. That’s how I always felt with Luke, no thing or person other than us, mattered. That’s how it’s supposed to be, right?

“Seriously, if you don’t….stop…” he moaned. “I’m going to….”

Before he could finish his sentence, I felt him spilling into my mouth. I felt his hand wrap tightly through my hair as he let out a soft noise. I made sure I had every last drop before swallowing and taking him out of my mouth. I placed a chaste kiss on his pelvis and sat up, wiping my mouth.

“You’re incredible.” He murmured, pulling me into his side.

“No, you are.” I giggled as we found our way under the covers and into a spooning position.

“I’m tired.” He yawned.

“Same.” I snuggled into his side, as close as I could.

“I guess since I just blew my load in your mouth, I could tell you my secret.” He chuckled.

“How drunk are you?” I rolled my eyes, knowing I was well beyond tipsy.

“Eh, not drunk enough to go soft, but drunk enough to know my filter is gone.” He kissed the top of my head.

“If you want to tell me, you can.” I said. “I’m not pressuring you.”

“Considering what just happened, you should probably know this.” he sighed.

“You have an STD.” I joked.

“No, far from it.” I knew he was rolling his eyes.

“Then what is it, Luke? Remember, you can talk to me.” I rolled over to face him completely.

“Promise you won’t freak out or laugh at me?” he looked me in the eye. “And you can’t tell anyone, ever.”

“I swear.” I nodded.

“Well there’s not really an easy way for me to say this so I’ll just spit it out. What we just did, that’s the farthest I’ve ever gone with any girl.” He said.

I looked at him. Was he saying he was…no he couldn’t be.

“There’s nothing wrong with that.” I smiled.

“You should know, I’m not in a rush to have sex either. I want to make sure it’s with the right person.” He sighed a breath of relief.

“Right, that only makes sense.” I said but inwardly cringed. This hurt the bet. This hurt me messing around with both guys. “A virgin huh?”

“Yes, when you joking called me ‘the virgin of the band’ the other week, you nailed it literally on the head.” He chuckled.

“I didn’t nail anything, or else you wouldn’t be a virgin then.” I winked, trying to lighten his somber mood.

“Ha, ha Kenz.” He rolled his eyes.

“Hey, look at me.” I ordered. “This doesn’t change anything. I still like you and don’t for a second thing otherwise.”

“Fair enough. I like you Kenz.” He slurred, closing his eyes.

“Let’s get some sleep and we can talk about what just happened in the morning. Okay?” I suggested.

“Perfect, goodnight babe.” He kissed my lips one last time before I spun around again.

I snuggled in close. I wasn’t sure what I was feeling. I had felt great after everything that just occurred until he dropped the virgin bomb on me. I respected the fact that he is waiting, that’s great. But would I have done what I just did if I knew before? I wasn’t sure. All I know for sure was this bet just got a whole lot more complicated for me and for once it didn’t even have to do with deciding what guy I liked more. Even though that was still up in the air too. I needed to talk to my girls. They’d know what’s best. Wouldn’t they?

Notes

I was out of the country. I had no service. It was a working vacation. I'm near death I'm so tired. Please excuse any errors. Sorry it took me over two weeks to post.

I'm dead tired, I just got back into America. I had homework to do, my mother is sick and I haven't slept in days. Sorry if this is ruuuubbbbbbbbbbbiiisshhhhhhhh.

i just repeated myself. good. go to sleep now.

it's 26 goddamn pages on word. over 7000 words. bye. dead. so long. farewell.

there's school bus going up my street, it's about 6 or 7 hours past my bedtime.

let me know what you think. love you all. even the haters.

i don't even know what this authors note was. bye.