Shouldn't / Luke Hemmings Stepbrother

Chapter 2 - Our Bathroom

I stood there and gaped at Luke with my mouth open.

"Close your mouth, love. You'll catch flies," He said and walked out of my room.

I decided to ignore his comment and focus on unpacking all of my boxes. One by one, I got them from the car and brought them up to my new room. To say I was tired was an understatement. I was beyond exhausted. I had no energy to even start to unpack the boxes so I decided to lay on my bed, disregarding the fact that there were no sheets.

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"Savannah. Wake up," I heard a whisper from beside me. I slowly opened my eyes to see Luke kneeling beside my bed in my dark room. Woah, how long did I sleep for? He looked pretty tired and his hair was sticking up everywhere.

"Five more minutes," I groaned and pulled the covers over my head.

"No, not five more minutes. Your mom told me to wake you up because dinner is ready," he chuckled and
offered his hand to help me up. I tiredly took it and he strongly yanked me out of bed, a little too hard. I fell into him and pushed him back onto the dark, hardwood floor. I landed with him under me, our faces inches apart. I stared into his beautiful, blue eyes as he stared back at me. He started to move his face closer to mine, and I found myself leaning in as well.

"Savannah! Luke! Come downstairs, dinner is ready!" Kirk yelled from downstairs. I immediately shot up from my position on Luke and ran down stairs, two at a time. I slowed down my pace as I neared the kitchen.

The table was already set and my mom and Kirk happily sat next to each other, waiting for Luke and I. My mom made spaghetti and it smelled delicious. I sat down at the table and began to serve myself.

After a couple of minutes, Luke groggily walked down the stairs. I got a better look at him since I couldn't really see him in my dark bedroom. He was wearing an old Nirvana shirt and black joggers hung low on his hips. He had dark circles under his eyes and he had terrible bed head, but he pulled it off so well. He looked amazing. I really need to get myself together, he's going to be my stepbrother in a couple weeks.

He walked over to the table and sat down in the seat next to mine. Oh, how great.

"So kids, we wanted to talk to both of you about the wedding," Kirk announced, "As you know, the wedding is in two weeks and Julie and I are really excited. We want everything to go smoothly."

"Yeah. We wanted to tell both of you that you can bring a couple friends if you like but not too many," my mom joined in. I really only had three friends from my home, Nina, Lana, and Madison. I don't think they'd mind driving an hour and an half to attend my mom's wedding.

"Can I bring Madison, Nina and, Lana?" I asked Kirk and my mom.

"Of course, sweetie. I was expecting you to ask about them," my mom simply replied.

"Can I invite Calum, Ashton, and Michael?" Luke spoke.

"Who are Calum, Ashton and Michael?" I turned my head towards him.

"They've been my best friends since we were in the 2nd grade. We're actually in a band," Luke laughed.

"Luke, I know they're your best friends but they're so rowdy and loud. Please just promise me that you'll control them," Kirk said with concern.

"We're never like that. Of course, we'll behave," Luke replied. He turned his head towards me and winked. There's no way, those boys were going to stay under control. I laughed to myself.

We continued talking about the plans for the wedding and I started to feel something touch my bare, inner thigh. I looked down and saw Luke's hand placed there. He had smirk on his face as he talked with Kirk and my mom. I waited for the adults to be consumed in their own conversation and I turned my head towards Luke.

"What are you doing?" I said with clenched teeth.

"I don't know what you're talking about, baby girl," he replied, not making eye contact.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about."

He completely ignored my response and started talking to both our parents again. I tried to swat his hand off multiple times but he would just put it back. I decided to just leave it alone, even when he started to rub circles on my thigh with his thumb.

As soon as dinner finished, I got up to clear the table and headed back to my room. I thought it would be in my best interest to unpack my bed sheets, considering that I didn't want to sleep on a bare mattress again. I found the box on my floor marked "BED" and opened it. I found my black and white tribal print duvet and my black sheets. I quickly put on the sheets and headed towards the bathroom to get ready for bed.

I was glad that the bathroom was connected to my room so I didn't have to walk very far when I wanted to use the bathroom in the middle of the night. I opened the door and switched on the light.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me," I whispered. I took one look at the bathroom and Luke's shit was everywhere. Clothes all over the floor and his hair products occupied all of the counter space. On  the bright side, the bathroom was lovely. It had light blue walls, and all the furniture was white. What I loved the most, was the white marble counter and the white marble shower.

I turned my head towards the door opposite of the door leading to my room. What does that lead to? I opened it and it revealed Luke's room and him sitting on his king sized bed. This just keeps getting better and better, I have to share a bathroom with him and it's connected to both our rooms. Wow just wow.

"What do you want?" Luke snapped his head towards me.

"I was just seeing what this other door led to and now I know," I replied, "Also, I would appreciate it if you didn't throw shit all over OUR bathroom."

"I can do whatever the hell I want with my shit, sweet cheeks."

I couldn't deal with this right now. I was tired and crabby. I just wanted to go to sleep.

"Please just organize it so I have some room for my stuff." I pleaded.

"You and I both know that I'm never going to do that. I will gladly let you do it for me since you're the one who needs the space. Now get out of my room."

I huffed and walked back into the bathroom. This dick has another thing coming for him if he thinks I'm going to put up with this. I went into my room and grabbed the now empty box that held my bed sheets. I took every single thing in the bathroom that belonged to him and threw it into the box.

I pulled the door handle that led to his room and threw the box onto his floor and went back into the bathroom.

Luke screamed from the other side of the door, "You can't be serious, Savannah!"