a/n i apologize in advance. also, don't read in front of your parents. also, SHE'S KINDA HOT THOUGH. btw let's all pretend that the gif i shared is the same way he looks at leah, k bye.
Chapter 12
Leah's POV
"Leah, do you want a cheese toastie?" Michael yelled from my kitchen.
"Sure," I yelled back, picking up my from the pillow and then throwing it back on the pillow. I groaned and shifted to my side. "Mikey, can you also bring me orange juice!"
He walked into my living room setting a plate down and a cup of orange juice, "Way ahead of you," he smiled. Michael was the best.
"Thank you, Gordon," I laughed and sat up on my couch.
He groaned and rolled his eyes, "I make you a cheese toastie for you confused little heart and you turn your back on me calling me Gordon?" He places a hand over his chest acting as if it hurt him.
I chuckled, "But seriously, thank you." I sighed, "I've been feeling so confused lately." I took a bite out of the cheese toastie. Michael makes a mean cheese toastie.
"So you've been ignoring him since Disneyland?" He asked, his mouth full of food.
"Yeah," I groaned. "I don't know what to do Michael."
"Leah, he likes you," he said before reaching out for his glass of milk. Gross. "I mean the guy took you to Disneyland, bought you some stuff, and then called you beautiful underneath the fireworks!"
"No, he can't possibly like me," I sighed, shoving my face into the sandwich. "I mean we kissed once but that was-"
"Woah, woah, woah," he set his cheese toastie down, "Kissed?! When?!" He tensed up and clutched onto the arm rest.
"A couple days ago," I mumbled, knowing he was going to be mad for not telling him, "Michael it's not a big deal-" I tried to argue.
"Fuck dude, how could you not tell me this!? What if he breaks your heart again?! What if you end up sleeping with him again!?" He yells, not caring that my mom was upstairs.
"Michael, shut up," I mumble. "I'm not going to do that again, believe me."
"Good," he grabs the glass of milk and chugs the whole thing. "Just know that I'm looking out for you." I nod and continue eating.
Ever since Disneyland, I'd been avoiding Luke and his calls. He calls way too much. I hadn't been going to school either because of lack of motivation and I also didn't want to see Luke. I was so confused about that night, and maybe I was overthinking but what the hell happened to being friends? Friends don't tell each other how beautiful they are and try to be freaking Shakespeare. Michael has only complimented me about 4 times and it was something like 'leah you're pretty now shut up and let's go skating.' But that was Michael, so maybe Luke was just different. Maybe he told all his friends how beautiful they were? I'm overthinking.
My doorbell rang, and I sat up to go get it, passing in front of Michael who currently had cheese toastie stuffed down his throat.
I opened the door and inhaled deeply, my eyes widening. Tears wanted so badly to escape my eyes but I couldn't cry, not in front of him. "Dad?"
Luke's POV
"Calum, I don't know what to do," I groan, running a hand through my hair. Calum was over at my house trying to calm me down, but it wasn't working too well.
"Calm down mate, she'll be back in school before you know it," he stated, throwing a football up in the air while he laid on my bed.
"She hasn't shown up to school in 3 days and she won't return any of my texts or calls," I bite down on my lip hard, "I think I scared her off after I told her how beautiful she was."
"Luke," Calum groaned and sat up, "You fucking like her. Admit it already. If you weren't so whipped, I would've asked her out already."
I threw a pencil at him from the floor, "Fucking Calum! I don't like her! And she's not yours to date!"
He laughed hard, grabbing a hold of his stomach, "If you don't like her then she's not yours to date either. Which means she's available and I'm totally hitting her up!" He grabbed his phone from his pocket and began typing away.
I threw a shoe at him and hit his hand making his phone fall flat on his face. Score. It hit me then that he'd only make fun of me and that's when I knew I felt jealous. Leah wasn't to date any guy. Not even Calum. Especially not Calum. "Fuck," I whispered.
"What?" Calum sat up, a cheeky smirk on his face.
"I like Leah, fuck," I picked up my phone, and began to dial her number.
Calum cheered in victory, "I told you! Lukey is in love!"
"Shut up!" I yelled, holding the phone to my ear as the never ending rings began. And it kept ringing. Until finally someone picked up.
"Hello?" A guy answered.
I furrowed my eyebrows together, "Who's this?"
"This is Michael," he spoke, and then I heard giggling. Leah. "Leah, shut up." Michael laughed. He continued talking but not to me, "Leah you're an idiot. Don't fall. Okay. Have fun. Hello?"
"Where the fuck is Leah?" I blurred out.
He laughed, "Yeah we are currently getting drunk of our asses and she could answer her phone but she wanted me to tell you this." The line cut off.
I threw my phone at the floor in anger. I was mad because she'd been avoiding me all week. I was angry at the fact that she was with Michael, a boy, with a penis. And I was furious because she was drinking. The last she drank, she-
"FUCK!" I yelled, jumping up and running out my room. Calum tried to hold me back but I pushed him away from me. "Get the fuck out of my way."
"No. I know you think something is going to happen between them, but trust me nothing will. I know Mikey, and Leah. She's obviously drinking because you've been sending her mixed signals."
I sighed, calming down. "You're right. I'm just going to take a nap. Feel free to stay or leave, I don't care at this point."
In the process of throwing myself on the bed, I hit my elbow on the bedframe and managed to land on top of the shoe that I threw at Cal earlier. A few curse words escaped my lips before pulling a blanket over my long body and falling asleep almost instantly.
A couple hours later, I found myself waking up to the sound of the doorbell. It was either Calum coming in the check on me if he had left, or a pizza man because Cal ordered pizza.
I rubbed my eyes before running down the stairs and opening the door. But it wasn't Calum or a pizza man at all. My eyes widened at the sight of Leah.
It was dark outside the petite blonde was holding a giant bottle of vodka and swaying from side to side while giggling. "Lucas!" She yelled, attempting to run to hug me but forgetting about the step to get inside and collapsing on the floor instantly. She laughed hard, "I managed to save the vodka!"
I couldn't help but laugh at her choice of words. I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder, carrying her into my room. I'm so glad my family decided to be away for a while.
As I threw her onto my bed, she held tightly to the bottle. "You grabbed onto that like it was a child," I joked. She ruptured into laughter, placing the bottle on my night stand. "Leah, what- how-" I didn't exactly know how to start a conversation with her, and even more now that she was drunk.
"If you're going to ask about drinking," she slurred her words, "I broke into my mom's liquor cabinet." She giggled again. "I drank a lot with Mikey." She rested her head on my pillow and fluttered her eyes. I would be lying if I said she wasn't cute when she's drunk.
"Actually I was going to ask you why you've been ignoring me all week," I mumbled, sitting beside my bed and stroking her hair softly. I've made my main mission to make her feel as comfortable as possible and take care of her. I'll miss school tomorrow if I have to, she's my number one priority right now.
She hiccupped and sat up, "Because Lucas you like to lead me on. I like you but I don't know if you like me," she rambled and then giggled. "And to make things worse my dad shows up today thinking it's okay to slither into my life again."
My eyes widened in shock. I don't know if it was the alcohol talking or if she was telling the truth. "Wait, what?"
She shrugged, "My dad came to visit me. And he told me he was sorry and she has three other children and a wife. So I drank with Mikey until I couldn't feel pain anymore." She stayed quiet for a while until I heard sobs.
I hoped into the bed and sat beside her, placing her onto my lap and rocking her back and forth. "Hey it's okay. I'm here for you."
We stayed in this position for a while until she crawled out of my lap and grabbed the vodka bottle from the night stand. "I just want to drink." She opened up the bottle and began drinking it.
I grabbed it out of her hand, "No Leah. You've had enough drinking." She groaned and sat beside me.
"Fine, then you drink," she smiled. I shrugged and took a swig from the bottle, ignoring the fact that straight vodka is disgusting.
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"Luke!" She whisper shouted as we laid in the bed together. "I really want mcdonald's!"
I laughed so hard thinking it was the funniest thing on earth. I looked at my side and laid eyes with the most beautiful girl. And I knew this sober or drunk. How could I not tell her I like her? I'm stupid for not believing it, but right now I knew I liked her.
Leah's eyes were glowing in my dark room, the only light source being the moon light from the window beside my bed. She turned to look at me and I swear my breathing hitched.
Here I was, laying beside the girl I liked. Our hearts beating. We were still alive. And so for minute, I thought. If I were to die tomorrow, my biggest regret would've been that in this very moment I didn't tell her I liked her. And even if in the long run we didn't make it to the end, I'd go through life wondering, what would have happened if I actually told Leah I liked her?
And so I whispered, "Leah. I think I like you." And when she smiled and said "I think I like you too, Luke." I took no second to waste and kissed her. I didn't care if we were drunk because I would certainly not regret kissing her soft plump lips. I was living in the moment and not taking a second to think about tomorrow.
Leah grabbed a hold of my back, turning our bodies so that I was now on top of her without breaking our make out session. She tugged at my shirt and then removed it completely while I did the same. In the process of it all, I removed her bra, exposing every inch of her torso.
I'd forgotten for so long how she looked without a top, and I didn't for a second think, 'my god she's got a hot body' I thought, 'my god she's the unarguably the most gorgeous girl in the galaxy.'
A couple of minutes later, we were both without any clothing. "Leah, are you sure?" I asked. In the moment, I felt as if I hadn't even drunken a single drop of the vodka. I knew what I was doing and I was hoping she knew what she was doing.
She nodded her head, pleading for me to continue. And I did so. She inhaled sharply at the touch and I couldn't help but stifle a soft moan. I entered slowly, pumping in and out at a slow pace. In this moment, Leah was so fragile to me and I wanted to be careful. Almost too careful that I didn't want to break her.
My head ended up at the crook of her neck as I kissed her simultaneously on her neck. A left a couple of hickies for sure, and I knew that she'd enjoyed them from the light moans escaping her mouth. I began to speed up a little bit, Leah enjoying every moment with her nails digging into my back.
"Luke," she whispered and moaned all at the same time, "I really like you."
I planted a kiss the top of her head, one on both her cheeks, and one on the lips. "I really like you too." I rested my forehead on hers, while I sped up even more. This time, Leah couldn't control her moans anymore. She began cursing and moaning so loudly. I tilted my head back in pleasure, letting slight moans out of my mouth. Yeah, definitely thankful my family was gone.
a/n was this even long? i don't know. and what were luke and leah thinking.
but hey 5sos released she's kinda hot, and I CAN'T OMG. LUKE SAYING BITCHIN. MOST ATTRACTIVE THING EVER. anyways, hope you guys enjoyed.
xx