*= His POV
L U K E:
"Hey babe." Luke whispered in my ear; biting on my ear lobe.
“Hey.” I said biting my lip as I leaned against the wall.
“How’ve you been.” He continued, gripping my hips and kissing down my neck.
“Never been better.” I breathe as he ran his hands up and down my sides.
“Good.” Luke growled. I pushed him away grabbing his arm and taking him into my house. My eyes trailed down his body; his tight black button up with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows exposing his tattoos. I pressed my lips in a thin line, this was one of my weakness; when he dressed like this.
“Gosh.” I muttered, placing my hands on the back of his neck playing with his hair. Luke hummed happily closing his eyes. I grabbed his face pulling him down towards me. As I nipped at the skin on his jawbone he swung us around pinning me to the floor.
“You’re all mine tonight.” Luke whispered dragging his lips across mine.
“In your dreams Lucas.” My dad raged pulling Luke off of me and pushing him against the wall.
“It’s Luke.” Luke snapped.
“Get out of my house and never speak to my daughter again!” My dad bellowed swinging open the front door. Luke’s eyes were many shades darker and his nostrils were flaring. I scurried off the floor reaching out to grab Luke’s hand when my dad shoved him out, locking the door as he did.
“He will NEVER be in this house again. You’re NEVER allowed to see him again.” My dad screamed at me. Tears stung my eyes as he walked away. I peeked out the window to see Luke pushing down the mail box in our yard.
C A L U M:
We were seated on Calum’s Harley riding throughout town. I had my arms wrapped around his waist and my head resting on his back. Calum stopped the motorcycle and helped me off the bike. Instantly he wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me in close as we walked around shops. I looked up admiring my boyfriend; his lip piercing moving as he licked his lips, his black tank top fitting him perfectly exposing his many tattoos. People walking by grimaced at the sight of us, or him. But their reactions never bothered us. Others shouldn’t judge others by looks because it doesn’t define them. A group of boys our age was walking towards us. Two of them whistled and the other two looked me up and down.
“Hey baby. Ditch this emo kid and come with us.” A brunette winked. I lost the feeling of Calum’s arm, and saw he had slammed the boy against the stores wall. He was screaming profanities at the boy and the rest of his friends were long gone by now. I grabbed Calum’s shoulders pulling him away before he killed the boy.
“Would you ever leave me (Y/N)!?” He exclaimed out of breath.
“Never in a million years would I ever leave you Calum Thomas Hood.” I whispered, going on my tip toes to kiss him, pulling his lip piercing as he growled into my mouth.
