"Isn't your mom home?" I whispered as Luke and I stumbled up the stairs, him not being able to keep his hands off of me.

It was a lot later now. We had originally planned to go straight to Luke's house, but I eventually convinced Luke to pull over and get us some real food instead of just cotton candy. Luke wasn't very happy, but he agreed once he realized how hungry he was as well. I liked it better this way, now that we were home later I didn't have to worry about any awkward confrontation with Luke's mom.

"Just be quiet." Luke whispered. We were only half way up the stairs but he took this as an opportunity to turn around and pin me against the wall, restricting any movement from me.

He lazily attached his lips to my neck, dragging them down and sucking gently on my collarbone. I grabbed at Luke's hair with my hands, finally taking off his beanie and tossing it down the stairs. I let my fingers tangle themselves in Luke's hair as he nipped at my skin, the cool metal from his lip ring making me shiver.

Luke suddenly pulled away and tugged me forward, pulling me off the wall and leading me the rest of the way upstairs. As soon as we reached his bedroom quietly shut the door and locked it behind him, leaving us alone and in our own little world. He shrugged off his jacket along with his flannel and threw them on the floor. I did the same before Luke closed the space between us again and brought his lips to mine.

I hooked my arms around Luke's neck which only allowed him to get closer to me and deepen the kiss. He grabbed my hips and pressed me against his body, slowly walking us over to his bed while he mumbled something that I couldn't understand against my lips.

Luke's tongue forced itself in between my lips as we fell back onto his bed, the taste of the Coke he had just drank still there. I crawled on top of him and ran my hands up his torso until I found the nape of his neck again, where I then connected our lips once more.

I wasn't used to this. But like I had told myself a million times before, Luke was different. The whole reason why we were together right now was because we were both trying new things, opening up to each other. And if this is how Luke was choosing to open up with me then I was perfectly fine with that.

"I don't normally do this." Luke whispered, his hot breath hitting my upper lip.

"What? You don't normally take girls home on the first date?" I rolled my eyes. I pulled away from Luke for a second so I could look him in the eye as I spoke, but he only leaned forward and smashed his lips against mine once more.

"Something like that." Luke mumbled, his hands trailing up under my shirt. His long fingers squeezed at my hips, attempting to bring me closer to him even though there wasn't much space left between us.

Finally Luke gave in and pulled my sweater over my head, something that I knew he had been wanting this whole time. His ability to be such an immature boy still made me laugh, even at a time like this. When we separated for that short moment of my shirt coming off Luke opened his mouth to speak, but I stopped him.

"If you say something about my boobs I'm leaving." I warned, before kissing him again. Luke's hands trailed up my back, coming dangerously close to the clasp of my bra. I bit down on Luke's bottom lip to distract him a little, tugging at his lip ring as I continued to play with his hair.

"Stel," Luke let out a moan, a lot louder than he had probably meant for it to come out.

"Shhh." I pulled away and placed a finger to Luke's lips. "We don't want to get in trouble."

"You're torturing me." Luke groaned, throwing his head back as I kissed up his neck.

I honestly wasn't sure what had come over me. I would think that I would be a little shy about making out with Luke, considering how many times I had expressed that I was more into talking than kissing. But when I was with Luke tonight something inside of me clicked, and I knew that he was the one that I wanted to be doing this with.

"Yeah, I definitely don't normally do this." Luke breathed out heavily, obviously not used to doing anything like this. I wasn't either, but I felt that not admitting that to Luke would make us both feel better.

I slid my hands up under his shirt, feeling his toned body and signaling to him that I wanted his shirt off as well. Luke got my message, because he took off the shirt faster than I could even count. He then grabbed my shoulders and flipped me over, becoming more dominant in this new position.

Luke ran his hands down my stomach, pushing my legs apart so that he could comfortably fit his own body. His hands tickled my skin which only made me giggle against his lips, still trying to be as silent as possible. He rested his hands on either side of my head, supporting himself on the bed as our lips tried to keep up with each other.

"You never told me you were so good at this." Luke whispered after a few more minutes, both of us slowing down now.

"It never came up." I said, giving Luke one more kiss before letting him separate himself from me. He sat up on the bed with his legs crossed, looking utterly confused.

"That was..." Luke's voice trailed off but his mouth stayed parted open, like he was at a lose for words at the moment but was searching for the right one.

"Amazing?" I suggested, speaking my own opinion of what had just happened.

"We aren't moving too fast, right?" Luke asked. He suddenly seemed nervous again, not the confident Luke that was slamming me down on the bed from a few seconds ago. "I mean, you're okay with this?"

"Of course." I nodded. If I hadn't felt alright with all of this I would have never let Luke kiss me in the first place, I would have stopped things right away.

"Because I like you, a lot. And I don't want to mess anything up because you think I'm pushing you." Luke stared down at his lap and played with his own fingers, too nervous to look up at me.

"Luke, it's fine." I shook my head. He really had nothing to worry about.

Luke yawned and fell back into his bed curling himself up into a little ball. "Thanks, Stel."

"For what?" I asked. I thought at first that he was thanking me for kissing him, even though we had kissed many times before.

"For being here for me. I feel like you were able to bring some happiness back into my life. So, thanks." Luke sighed sleepily as he reached out and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into his chest.

"I'll always be here, Luke." I whispered.

"I'll drive you home in a little bit, okay? I'm just tired right now." Luke mumbled, not bothering to respond to my previous comment. His lips pressed against my shoulder, leaving short kisses on it.

"Alright." I gave Luke a small nod, and that's the last thing I remember before I felt my eyelids get heavy and watched the darkness surround me.

-

I woke up the next morning not entirely sure of where I was. I opened my eyes and wiped the sleep out, looking around the room I was in. As soon as I saw the green walls I remember where I was, and everything that happened here last night.

Luke was still next to me laying on his stomach with one arm draped over my own stomach. He was actually taking up most of the bed, with his arms and legs spread out everywhere. I wanted desperately to push him off, but I was stuck under him.

"Luke." I whispered, poking at his bare back with my index finger. He didn't respond, he only gave me a small grunt.

"Lucas." I said, a little louder this time.

That must have woken Luke up because he rolled over and faced me. "My name is not Lucas."

"Yes it is." I smirked at him as he rubbed his eyes.

"What even happened last night?" Luke laughed, slowly licking his lips.

"A lot." I said, figuring that was the best way that I could describe that.

"It was fun, whatever it was." Luke smiled, leaning up and quickly kissing me on the cheek. He ran his hands through his hair, attempting to return it to his normal state. Between what I did to it and how he slept, it was pretty messed up.

I nodded, a sudden shiver coming over me. That's when I realized that I was still topless. I looked around on the floor for my sweater, but it was too far away for me to grab. Instead I pulled up the sheets tighter around my body, though they didn't give me much warmth.

"Shit, I was supposed to take you home, wasn't I? My mom's gonna kill me." Luke chuckled, closing his eyes again. He sat up, letting the sheets fall down and expose his chest once again.

"I guess we fell asleep." I shrugged. I knew that my mom wouldn't care that I stayed the night here, I'm pretty sure she expected it. She trusted Luke and knew how much I trusted him as well, so as long as we didn't get into any trouble she was fine with it.

"I wonder if my moms awake yet, maybe I can sneak you-" Luke was interrupted by a sharp knocking on his door.

"Luke? Open the door." His mom said from the other side. Luke looked between me and the door with wide eyes a few times before he decided to completely shove me off the bed. I landed on the ground with a thud but was careful not to yell out anything.

Luke scrambled out of bed and grabbed a shirt off the floor, tripping a few times as he did so. He pulled the shirt over his head and opened the door just slightly. Even though I was hidden on the other side of the bed he didn't want to risk his mom seeing me.

"What's up?" He said casually. I hoped his mom wasn't going to get mad at him, I don't know if I could take being in the same room for that.

"Can you come into work with me? I need your help running over some numbers." His mom asked, surprisingly not suspicious about the fact that Luke was already dressed.

"Don't you have a calculator? Luke sighed, sounding annoyed.

"Luke." His mom said sternly, she wasn't messing around.

"Sure, what time?" Luke sighed nervously, obviously trying to come up with a plan to get me out of there.

"About an hour." His mom spoke quickly. "How was your date last night?"

"Amazing. I like her a lot." Luke answered, and I felt my face heat up.

It was so strange to hear Luke and his mom talking like this after all of the previous times that I had heard them fighting. Luke had told me that his mom wasn't like that all the time, maybe things were getting better. They seemed almost normal even though I could tell that there was a small tension between them. It was nice, though, hearing them interact with each other in such a nice way.

"That's good. What's her name again?" She asked. I pushed the surreal feeling of two people talking about me while I was in the same room away, trying to focus on not getting caught more than anything else.

"Stella. She's the girl I'm tutoring." Luke said. I could tell from the tone of his voice that he just wanted his mom to get out of here but of course he couldn't do anything about it.

"Right, the one I met." His mom laughed. She was obviously in a good mood today, even though I had only heard her speak very few times I had never heard her actually laugh.

"Uh-huh." Luke coughed.

"What's that on your-" She started to say, but was stopped by her phone ringing. "I have to take this, be ready in an hour!"

"Okay." Luke said. I could hear him slowly shutting the door.

"Take your meds!" Luke's mom called after him before he slammed the door shut all the way. I got up off the floor and sat on the edge of his bed, watching Luke as he walked across his room.

"Take your meds," Luke muttered to himself, walking over to his dresser and opening and closing a drawer. "Alright, I'll take my meds. I hate my meds." He pulled out a tiny pill bottle and poured a few pills in his hand, knocking them back without water.

"Your mom was in a good mood today." I said, breaking the silence between us.

"Yeah, things have been getting a little better I guess." Luke shrugged, swallowing hard.

"That's good, right?" I asked.

"Yeah, but if her phone hadn't started ringing she would have seen this." Luke turned around, pointing to the deep purple mark on his neck that I had left the night before. "And then I would be dead."

"Oh, sorry about that." I cringed, looking down and seeing that I had a few love bites of my own.

"Whatever. I'll just keep it covered." Luke shrugged.

"Do you usually go into work with your mom?" I asked. Luke never mentioned anything about working with his mom. He had said before that she was always working, but never that he came along sometimes.

"Sometimes, just when she needs a little extra help. It's kind of like a third job." Luke said, putting the bottle of pills back in his drawer and closing it shut.

"What's your second job then?" I questioned.

Luke stayed silent for a minute, opening and closing his mouth a few times. Like he couldn't decide if he wanted to tell me or not. "You."

"What, like tutoring me?" I raised an eyebrow at him, not clear on all of this.

"In some regards, yes." Luke shrugged again. I just nodded, hoping that someday I would understand exactly what Luke meant all the time.

"Anyway," Luke paused. He ran a hand through his hair again and let out a big sigh. "do you want to take a shower?"

"Like.." I let my voice trail off, not sure if Luke was asking me to take a shower with him or not.

"Just you, not me." Luke laughed. He came and sat next to me at the edge of the bed, grabbing my hand in his.

"Sure?" I questioned. I didn't really see the logic here considering that Luke was trying to get me out of the house. Why did he care if I was clean or not?

"Okay, come on. I have a plan." Luke pulled me off of the bed. I grabbed one of his shirts off the floor and pulled over my body, just in case he happened to get caught. I didn't want to meet Luke's mom in just a bra.

"Speaking of plans, is sneaking me out of your house step 3?" I joked as Luke shut the door behind us. He put a finger up to my lips, making sure I didn't make any more noise. We could hear his mom talking on the phone in the kitchen.

"I think we should consider this step 2 and a half." Luke whispered, his finger still pressed against my lips.

We snuck down the hallway and into a big room at the end, which I was guessing was Luke's mom's room. It had one if those big walk in closets that turned into a huge bathroom at the end. We entered the bathroom and Luke walked over to the counter, starting to search through bags of makeup.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm looking for something to help cover this up." Luke chuckled, pointing to his hickey again. I walked up to the counter myself and looked in the bags for some concealer and powder. Once I found some I applied it to Luke's neck, covering up the mark I'd left him.

"Thanks." Luke said quietly. He glanced at the entrance to the bathroom every few seconds. Since there wasn't a door his mom could walk in whenever she wanted.

Luke began to lean in, but I put a hand to his chest and pushed him back. "I should take that shower now."

"Right." Luke nodded. He shuffled over to the shower and turned on the water, where I then waited for it to heat up. We watched each other silently, suddenly in one of our unannounced staring contests again. I gave in this time, blinking before Luke did.

"I won." He whispered.

"Luke? Are you in my room?" His moms voice came at us with a growing volume, and I knew she was getting closer to us.

"Of course she decides to start paying attention to me when I don't want her to." Luke muttered under his breath.

"Are you using my shower?" She called again, her voice getting even louder.

Luke's eyes got wide again, flicking between the entrance to the bathroom and me and the shower. He grabbed me by my shoulders and shoved me back, pushing me under the running water of the shower and sliding the glass door shut. Luckily there was a curtain in front of the door as well, so Luke's mom wouldn't be able to see me through it. I covered my mouth to stop from saying anything, the sudden feeling of the water startling me.

I tried to press myself up against a far wall of the shower, away from the water, but that was really no use. The shower had water jets shooting out from all different directions, making it impossible for me to stay dry. If this was part of Luke's plan, I was going to kill him.

"What are you doing?" Luke's mom entered the room, clearly confused as to why her son was hanging out in her bathroom.

"I'm taking a shower." Luke said, as if I was totally obvious. Although I couldn't see him, I could tell that he was smirking just by the way that he talked.

"You have your own bathroom." She replied, seeming quite annoyed with Luke. As long as they didn't start fighting I would be okay.

"I like your shower, mom, it has all those cool jets that hit me in all the right places." Luke laughed, and I had to cover my mouth again, this time to stop myself from laughing.

"I really didn't need to hear that." She sighed. "Hurry up.

Once she was gone Luke opened the shower door and peaked his head in. He smiled as soon as he saw me, probably because I must have looked like a wet dog with all this water hitting me. I could hardly even see anymore, water was shooting at me from all different directions.

"That was all part of my plan." Luke giggled, and before he could say anything else I angrily grabbed him by his shirt collar and pulled him under the running water. He let out a yelp, but quieted himself by pushing me up against the wall of the shower and connecting his lips to mine.

I immediately relaxed, the feeling of Luke's lips against mine calming me down. He pushed my wet hair out of my face, making it easier and more comfortable for both of us. He then moved his hands down to my hips, where he tugged at the fabric of t-shirt I was wearing.

"We are so going to get caught." I said, feeling down Luke's chest through his wet shirt.

"I'd say it's worth it." Luke smiled against my lips. He tugged at my belt loops with his fingers and pulled himself closer to me, smashing us am up against the wall even more.

"You're going to get in trouble." I warned, but Luke didn't seem to even hear me. He continued to kiss me all over, like he had forgotten that he had somewhere to be.

"With my mom or with you? Because I wouldn't mind getting into some trouble if you're the one that punishes me..." Luke finally spoke. His voice trailed off as he pulled away from me, breathing even heavier than before.

"Luke!" I gasped and slapped him on the back of the head.

"I'm sorry, sorry." Luke laughed, finally turning off the water. "Stay here, I'll go get you something else to wear."

I leaned up against the wall of the shower as Luke ran off, still scared that his mom would come in and get us into all sorts of trouble. Luke returned a few minutes later holding a pair of sweatpants and a new shirt, wearing fresh clothes as well.

"If we get in trouble for this it's no one's fault but yours, got it?" I said to Luke as I changed my clothes. He had his back to me, to stand as a look out and so he didn't stare at me while I had no clothes on.

After I was changed I reapplied the make up on Luke's neck that had come off while we were in the shower, making sure that there was no evidence of me or of last night. Then we snuck down the hall again, stopping in Luke's room so I could grab my jacket. We made it downstairs, where we could hear Luke's mom talking on the phone yet again.

"I'm going to get the mail!" Luke yelled loudly once we reached the front door, even though I was sure his mom wasn't paying attention to him. We exited through the front door, and I felt a whole rush of relief flood through my body.

"Would you say this was a pretty okay first date?" Luke asked as he walked me down to the end of the driveway, swinging our intertwined hands back and forth.

"Definitely the most interesting first date I've ever been on." I laughed. We stopped when we reached the sidewalk and Luke dropped my hand, letting it fall back to my side. He walked over to the mailbox at the edge of the curb and took the contents out of it.

"Would you say that you'd be interested in going on a second date?" Luke questioned, raising one of his eyebrows.

"Yeah, I guess. But maybe I could just come over and watch a couple Disney movies or something." I smiled. A girl could only take so much of being pushed off a bed and shoved into a running shower.

"I think I can make that happen." Luke chuckled, leaning down and giving me a short kiss on the lips.

"I better get going." I said, pulling away from Luke. He nodded and turned around, beginning to walk up the driveway. I called after him, "Luke, wait!"

"Yeah?" He yelled, halfway up the driveway now.

"Was this step 3?" I asked. I wouldn't admit it to him but I was actually very interested in this little plan that Luke had set out for himself.

"Sorry, what was that?" A puzzled look ran across Luke's face, like he couldn't quite catch what I'd said.

"Was asking me on a second date step 3?" I repeated, louder this time.

Luke turned around and jogged the rest of the way up his driveway, looking over his shoulder one last time to yell, "Step 2 and three quarters!"

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