"I have no idea what I'm going to wear to your Christmas party Eve," Ashton admitted as Hailey turned to look at him with confusion and suspicion.
Every Christmas, Evelyn's father had a large dinner party. It was always very formal, and unfortunately for Evelyn, she never had a date to take with her.
Patrick never wanted to go with her, and she never had a date otherwise. It was pretty lonely for her, with all of her friends bringing random dates, sometimes each other.
This time, on the other hand, would be different.
She had Luke.
Hailey smacked her boyfriend, forcing the boy sit up and rub his head, "I literally picked a suit out for you yesterday."
"But I want to go buy a new one," he groaned, rolling on the ground.
Michael laughed, sipping on a soda in his hand. He grabbed a coaster and carefully put it down before placing his drink on it, "You have at least 6 suits."
"I want a new one. We are getting a new one."
Evelyn spoke up, "I need a new dress? Maybe we could all go shopping on Friday?"
Everyone at the table looked at each other, nodding in agreeance. She pulled out her phone, texting Kate, who was currently at a meeting with a teacher.
Then, her finger hovered over Calum's name. Things did not really go back to normal after his feelings for Evelyn was exposed to her.
Yet, she desperately wanted it to be.
Luke whispered to her under his breath, "I know you want to invite him. It's okay- do it."
People can't control feelings.
They can only control how they treat each other.
Eve: We're going to the mall. Want to come?
Cal: Is your brother going to be there?
Eve: Yes, but it's fine with him.
She was lying through her teeth, but her heart couldn't bear to just let him be excluded.
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Friday came sooner than expected, and there they all were.
At the mall.
They were walking in a large group, annoying basically everyone else in the mall. Loud, rambunctious teenagers roaming through the halls of the mall.
It was tense between Calum and Luke right away, but it was moreso only from Luke's side. Every look was reciprocated with a glare, a stern face, a curt nod.
Calum had less of a clue why Luke was short with him. He figured it was because he was best friends with Michael, and he was sticking to his friend.
Michael had his eyes glued to Calum the entire time they saw each other. Evelyn couldn't tell if Michael wanted to kill Calum or wanted to just make him leave.
Probably the former.
Small discussions erupted between them as Evelyn walked beside Luke. Though she couldn't touch him or hug him with the others around, it was enough to be beside him. His presence calmed her in ways she was not calm around anyone else.
He noticed her bitten lip, the worry etched on her face. Evelyn's eyes darted through the halls, catching on nothing in particular.
"What's on your mind?" He nudged her slightly with his shoulder, making sure to be subtle with the action.
"Just," she paused, looking up to catch his eyes. He was inviting, making her want to spill her guts.
In every sense of the word.
"Michael and Calum," she finally admitted, looking down at the ground.
Luke nodded, wordlessly slowing his pace. When she looked back at him with confusion, he waved her away.
His attention turned to her brother, whose pace was now in sync with his. Luke reached out to pull Michael back from his arm.
He stopped, forcing Michael to stop his movement as well. The rest continued, unaware of the two.
"What?" Michael questioned.
"Listen," He lowered his voice, "Eve is really bothered by your... thing with Calum."
Michael's eyes scanned Luke's face. It was clear he had no clue how or why Luke knew that.
Quickly, Luke filled the silence and explained, "She just told me."
He nodded with an Ah, looking up to the ceiling for a second. Michale debated the situation in his head before finally sighing.
"Fine. Only for Eve," Michael groaned, turning to Calum.
He started towards the boy, turning for a second, "Oh and Luke?"
He hummed.
"Thanks. For talking to Eve, and for telling me."
Luke smiled, nodding at the boy before returning to his girlfriend. Evelyn looked up to him, unsure of what just happened.
He lowered his head to her neck, mumbling against it, "Fixed it."
Her eyes filled with hope. Evelyn's head turned to see her brother and Calum hugging it out, the unease between them slightly disappearing.
They finally pulled out of the hug into a bro-shake, before turning to catch up with the group.
Finally, things might get closer to normal. Not completely, but close.
"Alright so," Evelyn cleared her throat. Everyone there turned their attention to the small girl, "What's the plan."
"I think it would be best to split up."
Ashton wrapped an arm around Hailey, "I'll take Hailey, Luke, and Evelyn."
When Calum gave him a quizzical look, Ashton further explained, "I have a finer taste in clothes-"
"Which happens to coincide with stores with women's clothing," Hailey interrupted. She pushed him.
Ashton groaned, falling to his knees dramatically. He extended his arms in faux pain.
"I like corduroy alright!" Ashton put a hand over his heart as Kate laughed.
"Michael, Calum and I will go over to the Tommy Hilfiger, you guys figure out what you want."
They nodded in agreeance, separating their ways.
Luke and Evelyn, grateful to be away from her brother and Calum, walked into a store behind Hailey and Ashton.
They sifted through the clothing, Ashton and Hailey slightly drifting from the other two. Soon, the other two left, leaving Luke and Evelyn alone.
Evelyn walked behind Luke, not quite paying attention to anything other than the fabrics. Luke shot out an arm in front of her, his bicep eye level with the girl as he leaned down.
His breath hit her face with mint as he smirked, a chuckle leaving his chest.
Luke breathed in, his nose touching her hair for a second. Her mind clouded as his lips grazed barely over her neck. His fingers placed themselves onto her waist, tucking her firmly against him.
"Pay attention, princess."
Embarrassed, she ducked her head under his arm, releasing herself from his grip and spinning away until she was away from him.
Her hands draped over the assortment of suits and dresses. A bright blue one caught her eye. She playfully gestured the satin suit to Luke, who rolled his eyes.
The ridiculously light blue made a strange suit, not something he would ever wear.
"Eve I am not wearing a blue suit."
She pouted, putting it back on the rack.
Deciding she had done enough teasing of Luke, Evelyn actually began to look through the dresses for one to suit her.
A black dress caught her eye. Sleeves, the straps flowed down to a loose satin material.
She picked it up, holding it to her chest tightly. Her eyes caught Luke's as she giggled, running to the changing room.
Evelyn fitted it on, seeing how it was an almost exact match.
Perfect.
She flowed the material around, smiling at herself on the mirror. Her brown eyes were much lighter against the black satin.
As she adjusted the straps, Luke's voice echoed from outside the door. Her attention turned to where it was coming from.
"How is the dress?" He rapped his knuckles against the wooden door.
Evelyn hummed, spinning once more, "It's perfect. I love it."
"I'm sure you look beautiful. Let me see," Luke tried to turn the handle to see it was locked. He jokingly began rapidly turning it, with no success.
"No!" The girl protested. She crossed her arms, even though he couldn't see her, "You have to wait to the actual party."
Luke groaned, his voice moving away from the door, "Alright. I'm in the door next to yours trying on a suit."
She made a sound of agreement before slipping it back off and putting it in its bag. The price, albeit slightly out of her range, was a good investment. Sherri Hill was not a cheap brand.
After a moment, Luke spoke once more, "Can you help me with the tie?"
Evelyn rolled her eyes.
She grabbed her things, placing them with the woman at the counter before returning to Luke's changing room. Evelyn knocked for a moment, being greeted with an okay to come in.
Her eyes caught Luke's tie already done, which grew her confusion.
Evelyn pointed a finger at it, "But it's already do-"
In one movement, Luke grabbed the girl by the loop of her jeans, pulling her in and locking the door behind her. Luckily, the room walls met the floor, nobody seeing the two pairs of shoes from beneath.
With that, he pressed her against it, holding her face with his hands and kissing her roughly. She gasped, his lips soft but his movements harsh.
Luke wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her closer and closer to him with every touch.
He groaned into her mouth, reveling in the way she shuddered at his grasp. Her hands flew up to his shirt as he began to trail his lips down to her neck.
"Y-you didn't want help with your tie," she stammered. The innocence in her eyes lit his face, contrasting with his dirty hands.
He chuckled lowly, a breath hitting her neck, "No I didn't."
Evelyn pulled away, slight nervousness but also excitement filling her. She mustered the courage to breathe, trying to get the tension out of her system.
Luke's face filled with worry as he scanned her. His hands moved up to her face, analyzing to see if there was something wrong with his actions.
"Did I do something wrong are you o-"
She pressed her lips onto his once more before pulling away, shaking her head. Her hesitance showed through her shaky lip.
"N-no. I just," Her body filled with adrenaline as she played with her fingers. Her chest rose up and down.
Am I about to do this?
With careful, shy movements, Evelyn brought her small fingers to the belt of his suit pants. She played with it absentmindedly, her nervous eyes catching Luke's.
She didn't know why; perhaps it was just the tension in the air, or the fear of getting caught. But something about this just made her shy.
Her shaky, unsure fingers toyed with the pants as the tips of her digits slipped under, making contact with the waistband of his boxers. Her fingers brushed against the skin.
Luke's movement was sudden.
With one, firm hand, Luke gripped her wrist, stopping her movements. His eyes stared at hers, wide and intense as his chest began to rise slowly, harsh breaths moving through him.
He tightened his fingers around her delicate, small wrist. Her eyes widened, almost excited at the rough movement.
It was quick, the look in her eyes. But he caught it.
"Eve," Luke swallowed harshly.
He was pretty sure he knew what she was trying to do, what she was wanted to do. But he wanted to be absolute certain. Luke wanted to be absolutely positive.
"I-I just wanted to..." she trailed off.
She looked away, Luke not letting her. His fingers wrapped around her neck, his thumb pushing her chin up to tilt her head back.
"Baby," he groaned, shifting on his feet, "Tell me. Tell me what you want."
Her eyes shifted around his face, avoiding his face.
Evelyn had no clue exactly how to say it, but she knew what she wanted to do. That was the problem.
"Say it Eve." He dragged the pad of his thumb down the hollow of her throat once more. With his trailing eyes, Luke caught her chest rising and falling more with every word.
"I," she swallowed, finally making eye contact once more, "I wanted to do something for you."
His hands lay flat against the door behind her, sliding up as he groaned and turned his head for a moment.
"Fuck me."
Evelyn's eyes were wide at the dirty words. She bit her lip, glancing down. Subconsciously, his grip around her neck tightened, moreso than before.
"You want to," He echoed, feeling her pulse pick up against him.
She nodded, biting her lip as she whispered slightly, "Please."
That, was the last straw.
She was begging, pleading to make him feel good. He reveled in it. The way she said the word.
He groaned once more, reaching up to kiss her. Simultaneously, Luke took the girl's hand into his, sliding it down his lower stomach once more until it reached above the waistband.
The boy couldn't take his eyes off her, watching the way she swallowed and the way she bit her lip. He brought their hands to his length, wrapping her hand around the shaft.
He was already hard, incredibly turned on. Luke choked, trying to breathe against the light touch of her hand. He rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes for a moment to keep his cool, "You feel what you do to me?"
She looked down with wide eyes, seeing the hard member growing even more than it was before, if that was possible.
He showed her, guiding her exactly what he wanted her to do for him, all the while watching her reaction. Sucking in another breath through his teeth, he asked her again, "You want to do this for me?"
With his other hand wrapped around her neck, Luke could feel her pulse thudding in her throat. Her face scrunched against his hand as she nodded once more.
Luke didn't really feel sane anymore around her. With light strokes, she slowly moved her hand around him.
But it was when she slowly moved down the wall that he lost it.
"What are you doing?" He asked in disbelief, knowing exactly what she was doing.
She swallowed thickly, finally sinking to her knees in front of him.
"I'm just," She trailed off, unbuckling the pants and tortuously slowly unzipping the zip.
Luke couldn't help but notice the way she squeezed her thighs today. The dampness began to grow between her legs as she swallowed.
As the pants fell around his ankles, he groaned. She whimpered a little: Luke ran his hand through her hair, gripping it slightly to force her eyes up.
"You like this don't you," he sighed, running a hand through his hair. She couldn't help but nod.
"Oh I know you do," Luke groaned once more, tilting his head back. His eyelids were heavy, his lips parted as she slowly pulled down the boxers.
His hard length was free in front of her face. Slowly, tortuously, she stuck her tongue out as began tracing the head.
He twitched, cursing at her lips wrapped around him. The light touch drove him in a frenzy, his head thrown back once more.
Luke muttered a number of curses, her soft lips tracing over the tip as she slowly sunk her mouth down.
There were so many things he wanted to say, wanted to do. All that he could do was moan lightly, trying not to alert any attendants in the store.
He could feel his stomach muscles tensing , the pressure building below his skin. It heightened with every movement she made with her mouth.
His neck tensed more with the sight of the girl's lips wrapping around the head, giving him exactly what he was looking for.
"Shit," he groaned. Luke was dangerously close to tipping over the edge.
Evelyn liked seeing him like that, his head thrown back and his hand in her hair.
And when her tongue traced the tip, he lost it completely. His hand fisted the side of her hair, his hips jerking forward for a moment. Luke's mouth fell open, her name accompanying a series of curses. The muscles in her abdomen tensed a wild look in his eyes as he finally released in her mouth.
Finally, he came down from his high.
Luke's breathing slowed as he pulled her up. With his thumb, he wiped her lip from the remaining drop on her lip. She wrapped her lips around his thumb, sucking on it before teasingly biting it.
She giggled.
"I guess I'm taking this suit then, huh?"
Evelyn laughed, flattening his tie once more, "I guess so."
//
okay so. anyways.
here we are. here it is. the public sex heheh.
mwah, luke forever.
-m <3