My Famous Boyfriend >> l.h

chapter o6

"Then can you open the door?"

"Uh, yeah." I say, pushing him off of me. "Go in the bathroom and flush the toilet then come out." I whisper to him. He nods, winking as he walks in. His lips are swollen and a bright pink, and I can only assume mine are as bad.

I run to the door and open it, pulling the collar of my shirt up more. "Hi Squid." She smiles, her green eyes vibrant.

"Hi Mom." I smile.

"Hello Ms. Gray." Luke says coming up behind me.

"Hi Luke." She nods. "Come down. I made french toast and bacon." She beams.

"Of course. We'll be down in two minutes." I look to Luke who nods.

"Alright, well hurry. Don't want it to be cold when you get to it." She laughs, walking down the stairs.

I close the door and turn to him. "Not cool mister. Now I have to put conce-" He presses a kiss to my lips, grabbing my waist and pulling my closer to him.

"We'll finish this later." He says, biting his own lip before opening and walking out the door. I walk after him, hopping on his back before he get to the stairs. He chuckles, grabbing my legs and walking down the stairs.

"Please don't trip, please don't trip." I whisper as he steps on the wooden floor. I jump down, walking in front of him. "Morning." I say to the crew in the kitchen: Nate, Mom and Jake.

I grab a plate and hand it to Luke, then grab myself one. After I grab my food, I sit at the table next to Nate.

"Sooooo." I wink. "How's Maisie."

"Oh! Maisie is such a sweet young girl, isn't she Jake." Mom bubbles, looking at him.

"Just lovely." He laughs.

"She's good. It was really good seeing her again." Nate smiles. "Sooooo." He says back, biting into his bacon. "How was the party?" I turn my head quickly to him and widen my eyes.

"What the hell Nate?" I mouth to him. His eyes widen.

"By party I meant Carter's." He says. I roll my eyes.

"It was fun, right Luke?" I ask him as he sits across from me.

"It was pretty awesome." He smirks.

***

After getting dressed in one of my favorite outfits, I walk up to Luke, sticking my hand in his back pocket.

"You ready to go?" I ask, giggling as he puts his hands in my front pockets, considering the back ones are covered by the flannel he gave me before he left. My tank top didn't really cover the mark he left on my collar bone, so I had to apply the bit of concealer on the spot.

"Yeah. And I must say, I'm digging the red lipstick."

"Why thank you."

"It's a shame it will be smudged by the time I'm done with you." He whispers causing me to gasp. He pulls me with his through the front door so we can walk to Ashton's.

My shiny black Doc Martens clomp on the sidewalk, making me giggle. "It sounds like a monster walking." I say, covering my mouth with my free hand.

He takes out his phone, pointing it at me. "What?" I ask.

"Say that again...about your shoes." He says, pointing his phone at my shoes. "Awh, look at your socks." I giggle, stopping and modeling my feet for him.

"I said that when I walk, it sounds like a monster walking with me. 'Cause of the clomping." I giggle again as he continues to record me. "What?"

"I'm just going to record you talking. It'll help me on the road." He says, grabbing my hand again.