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I walk into Luke and I's room and lie down on my bed. After taking a few deep breaths, I begin talking to myself.

"Why do I feel this way?" I ask the open space. "Why does he captivate my thoughts? My dreams?"

Speaking those words aloud somehow took a ton of wait off of my chest. Not long after, a ton of words filled my brain; answers.

Filing through each complex answer one by one made me realize that I only had a crush, nothing more than a crush. It would never be more, I knew that.

But, honestly, it's amazing how these things can drive you crazy for weeks.

I sit up and stretch, glad that I could come to a conclusion. I lean over and grab my tablet off my nightstand to complete that bit of homework I needed to do.

After I finished the assignment (an argumentative essay), I got up and made myself some crêpes. I mixed together the batter and fried them up in a pan. Once done, I looked through the cabinets to find some Nutella. I found it, spread it on the crêpes then rolled them up.

I ate them while watching quite few Troye Sivan videos on YouTube. When I finished, I threw that paper plate I put them on away and decide to go shower.

As I pick out my sleepware, I throw a glance at the clock. It reads 11:44. The time was slightly alarming, I didn't realize it was this late.

Yet, I still continue to get in the shower. A half hour later, I'm in my white tank top and black shorts smelling like Forever Midnight, my favorite body spray from Bath and Body Works. I stand in front of the vanity across from my bed, braiding my hair, as I hear the door slam open and everyone come walking in.

They're all super loud, and it seems like they're all drunk. My prediction is confirmed as Luke comes stumbling in the room, seeming a little off balanced.

I continue to braid my hair as Luke does his business on his side of the room. I debate whether or not to say hello, but settle on enjoying the sound of him moving around in his corner. Slowly, I begin to fall deep in a trance of my own thoughts and forget he's there.

Thats when I feel the arms around me.

It frightens me at first, but then it turns into more of a shock. I stand, frozen, as Luke maintains his tight grip around my waist, burying his face into my neck.

"Hi there," I say dumbly.

He laughs, lifting his face from my neck. "Did I mention that you look great tonight? Cuz you do."

"Thanks?" I say, utterly confused by his actions.

The surprise nearly triples as he starts to kiss my neck.

"Beautiful, you are." He slurs between kisses.

Somehow, I try to find the strength to remove his arms. But half of my movement skills remain frozen in shock as Luke continues to kiss my neck.

He hits my sweet spot, and I let a small moan leave my lips.

"I know that you like it," He whispers in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

He let's go of my waist and spins me around so that I face him. He begins to kiss my lips.

And, for some stupid reason, I go along with it.

Maybe it was his lips, soft and gentle against mine. Maybe it was the fact that I thought he was cute. Maybe it was because I loved the feeling of it.

But I did end it. I stopped kissing him, no matter how much I regretted it. I pushed him away, and spoke the words I'm not quite sure we're the truth or a bluff.

"Not tonight, hun."

Notes

Before you comment on her age, I know it's not legal. It just goes with the plot line, okay?

Other than that, here's some steamy action for y'all. You seriously have no idea how long I've planned this chapter.

I also put a warning for those whom are sensitive to the content of this chapter.

Much love!