Make It Stop ⇼ Luke Hemmings

“I-I’m pregnant.” Kaylee spoke, her voice shaking.
"What?" I asked, being sure I heard her correctly. She stood, collapsing me in a hug and crying into my shoulder. I motioned for Ella and Steph to follow me as I guided Kaylee inside, sitting her on her bed and attempting to soothe her.
"What am I going to do?" She sobbed. Today has been the longest day I've had in years.
"Are you going to keep it?" Steph asked, the question we were all thinking but didn't want to ask. Is she going to abort it? It's a permanent decision either way. One way, she'd be a mother—a teen mother, still in school. But the other way she'd be killing a part of herself, too—a part of her and Ashton.
"I-I don't know." She stuttered, burying her face in her hands and ruining her makeup. "I don't know what to do!" She cried.
"What did Ash say?" I wasn't sure whether the other girls knew and I had missed it when I was with Luke. When my best friend needed me and I was busy sneaking kisses and having a secret affair, and for what? To come back and find my best friend sobbing her eyes out? I’m a terrible friend, I do not deserve to be comforting her.
"H-He said whatever I do is my decision but he'll be here with me. Romy what am I going to do? What will mum say? What will everyone at school say? Oh my god! I’m such a slut!" She mumbled to herself, something about how she needed to stop crying and that she’s an idiot, standing up as she angrily wiped her face and excused herself to the bathroom to collect herself.

I’ve always admired the way Kaylee kept everything bottled up so well. She cried at movies, she cried about Ashton, and she cried for her friends, but she rarely cried about her own problems, which were enough to send me insane. It was a rare moment when I see her breakdown in the full, but even then, it only lasts a few minutes. She came out of the bathroom, her breathing still shaky, but her makeup intact as she flicked her perfectly curled, black hair out of her eyes.
“I’m going to get rid of it.” She decided for herself, her posture straight. I knew it killed her to think that she was going to get rid of something her and Ashton created in love. “Romy? Will you come with me after school on Monday?” She asked, close to tears and attempting to blink them away.
“Of course.” I mumbled.
“No one has to know.” She assured herself.

We made our way back outside to see the boys had got the fire started and were now sitting around it in silence. There was musc quietly playing, and Ashton had disappeared, most likely to clear his head. Kaylee immediately went off on her own to find Ash, while Ella sat on Mikey’s lap, having their own conversation. Steph and Cal were in their own little world, paying no mind to anyone else. The sun had finally went down and I was exhausted from all the crying, comforting, fighting, and stress of the day. I wanted to collapse in bed, hopefully curled up next to Luke. But I doubt it would happen, as he always seemed more relaxed when we are with the group. I looked at him, wondering how I’d been granted the chance to be with the boy I’ve craved for years, and wondering why the hell I’m trying to keep it a secret. Kaylee and Ashton finally came back, Luke and I had not said much to each other—the only thing that changed was that we were all involved in a group conversation when they came back. We were talking about old memories and laughing our asses off, pretending like we knew what we were doing out here as we cooked hot dogs over the fire and had smores. It was so nice for us all to be connected as a group once more, but I felt like a traitor, as I’m keeping the only secret that would ever make the girls literally tackle me with joy.

While everyone else laughed, Luke looked over at me, subtly scooting closer and bumping into me. I couldn’t help but laugh, admiring his beautiful blue eyes.
“Hey.” He whispered.
“Hi.” I laughed.
“You’re really pretty.” He complimented. I bit my lip.
“So are you.” He scrunched his nose in disgust.
“Do you know what we should do tonight?” He asked, I raised an eyebrow. “Go night swimming. In the lake, when everyone is asleep. Just you and I.” I nodded, agreeing to some alone time before we joined the conversation again.

***

“Are you ready?” Luke asked as I stepped out of the bathroom.
“Yeah.” I squeaked, desperately trying to cover myself up. I couldn’t help but stare at him. He looks so beautiful. I look like a cow compared to his lean, fit body. He looked like an angel, and he’d trusted me enough to remove his bracelets. Despite his tendency to tear apart his skin, he was still so perfect. Luke’s eyes fell to my stomach while I covered myself. His silly grin turned into a frown.
“Come here.” He rasped. I slowly walked to him. Luke grabbed my hands, prying them away from my body, ignoring my objections, and placed them on his shoulders, his arms snaking around my waist and pulling me so our bodies were touching, he stared into my hazel eyes. “Stop that.” He muttered. “You look beautiful. Don’t do that.” He obeyed.
“Luke-” I was cut off.
“I’m serious.” He stated. “If I see you do that one more time, then I’ll…” His voice trailed off as my lips curved into a smile.
“You’ll what?” I challenged.
“I’ll throw you into the lake!” I laughed, playfully hitting him as I pulled away, sneaking outside and to the back of the cabin, to the lake.

We stood on the dock, and I subconsciously put my arm over my stomach. Luke looked at me with a frown etched into his features.
“Romy?” He asked. “What are you doing?” I quickly removed my arm, giving him a sweet smile.
“Sorry!” I exclaimed, hoping he wouldn’t get too angry. He made a bold move, quickly grabbing me, picking me up and causing me to squeal. “Luke! Put me down!” I giggled. He pretended like he was going to throw me, but held on tightly, causing me to scream. “Luke! I’m serious!” I squirmed. “Please stop!” I begged, hoping the others wouldn’t hear us.
“I’m sorry, Romy. But a promise is a promise…” His voice trailed off.
“Luke, don’t you dare-” Before I could finish my sentence, I was thrown into the lake. I came up with a gasp, astounded that he actually threw me in. “Lucas Robert Hemmings! You little shit!” Luke laughed, as I noticed he was recording me on his phone. “You get in this water immediately!” I ordered. He sucked in a breath.
“Gee, I don’t know.” He teased. “I kind of want to go to bed.” I sighed, plotting my revenge.

Fake pouting, I swam to the edge of the dock where Luke was standing.
“Lukey.” I spoke seductively, biting my lip. “Come keep me company, babe.” Luke’s smirk turned into a surprised look, his eyes slightly widening. “Do you remember earlier today when we were interrupted by Ashton?” I asked, he nodded slowly. “Well, if you come in here, then maybe we’ll pick up where we left off.” Luke immediately turned his phone to face him.
“Well, Romy is seducing me, so I’ve to be off now.” Tossing his phone on the dock, he jumped in the lake, swimming up to me and grabbing my sides. I giggled as he lifted me, and by instinct, I wrapped my legs around his torso and my arms around his neck.
“Hey there.” I smiled.
“Hello angel.” My insides fluttered at the nickname rolling off his tongue. “You are so beautiful.” He breathed. “Do you know that?” I shook my head. “Do you know how lucky I am to have you?” I blushed.
“I’m the lucky one.” I whispered, setting my forehead against his. He shook his head, laughing.
“No way. I’m the lucky one.” He argued lightly, laughing.
“I’m lucky!” I giggled.
“We’re both lucky.” He settled, kissing me lightly.

“Romy?” He asked, his hold on me tightening.
“Yes?”
“I’m so in love with you. I love you so much, and I understand if you don’t feel the same quite yet, because you’re still thinking things through, but I just, I just wanted to tell you that I love you more than I love anyone on this earth and I think we are meant to be.” My lips tugged into a smile as I pressed my lips to his. I felt so lucky that he understood and did not pressure me to say something I was not sure of. Though, part of me thinks I feel the same. I slid my tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss. His hands gripped my waists tightly, as if he was afraid I’d climb off him and run away. Mine tangled in his wet hair, lightly pulling. He moaned quietly in my mouth at the grip, and I decided to tease him more, pulling away from the kiss, biting is lip lightly before swimming away from him and climbing back up the dock, grabbing my towel and running away. Luke laughed as he chased after me, catching me by the time I reached the cabin and pressing me against the side of it. He pressed his lips against my neck, sucking lightly, making my back arch into him as he chuckled quietly into my skin. My breathing was shallow and heavy as his hand slid up, feeling my breast over the wet bathing suit.

“Luke.” I whispered, closing my eyes and biting my lip. “Luke.” I repeated, quietly. “Luke, I want to touch you.” I breathed. He immediately pulled away from me, staring into me with both shock and lust. Taking charge, I lightly turned us around, pushing his back against the cabin. Biting my lip, I leaned my body into him, my hand travelling down to his pants and touching im through his swimshorts. Luke let out a restrained moan, watching my every move. I knelt down, pulling his trunks down to his ankles. I was intimidated by his size and the fact that he was already hard. “Can I-” I began to ask, stopping briefly as I did not know what I wanted to do.
“Yeah.” He whispered, even himself, unsure.
“I don’t know how.” I whispered.
“That’s okay. I can-” He cleared his throat. “Uh-help.” In a bold move, I took him in my hand and began moving up and down the shaft slowly. Luke rolled his head back, sharply taking in a breath. His eyes were glued back to me. “Tighter.” He breathed.
“W-What?” I stuttered. He laughed a bit, reaching down and putting his hand over mine, squeezing it a bit tighter and moving with me.
“A-And faster.” He moved with me for a few moments, showing me the speed at which he likes and letting go, allowing me to go off on my own. I did, moving my small hand, picking up the pace as he rolled his hips toward me slightly. As I continued, I felt him begin to start throbbing, his head hitting the cabin and biting his lip. “Romy.” He stated, letting out quiet, restrained moans as I continued moving. Even on the verge of coming, he still looks breathtaking. “Shit.” He cursed, breathing out as he came, the white substance spitting out onto my chest.

Luke pulled me up by my arms, pressing his lips roughly against mine. He broke the kiss to pull his trunks back up, then leaned into my body, kissing my neck, I bit my lip as he sucked on it, squeezing my breast with one hand as the other held my back. He flipped us back over so he was in charge, his hand travelling to my side as he held it tight, the hand on my chest trailed underneath my bikini top, his thumb circling my nipple, lightly teasing it. I gasped at the feeling, “L-Luke.” I stuttered. His hand on my waist travelled to my bikini bottoms, slyly slipping in.
“If you want me to stop, I’ll stop.” He pulled away from my neck, darkly staring at me. When I didn’t object, his hand slid deeper in, rubbing my core. He watched me as he slid two fingers in, earning an immediate gasp and a bit lip. Being much more experienced than I, he knew exactly how to touch me, sliding his two fingers in and out quickly as his thumb rubbed circles. “Luke.” I moaned, my eyes squeezing shut as a tense feeling came over my body, I arched into him, my eyes shooting back open as a euphoric feeling came over my body. Luke pulled his fingers out grabbing his towel from the floor and quickly wiping them off before wiping my chest off and grabbing my hand, leading me back to the cabin where we fell asleep almost immediately.

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