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“Ok, you’re right, it isn’t funny” I say laying my hand on his chest and looking up at “I went too far, didn’t I?” If that isn’t embarrassing, I don’t know what is. I snap out of my little trance, I did forget that his parents were going to be there and it was a sign that we needed to do something or else they would tease us for ages. “it’s not funny, My parents are going to be there” he says when small laughs come out of my lips. I just keep looking at them and admiring my job, on a regular basis I would love to see this on him but now it’s just funny, We’re running out of time and we are too busy worrying about his sex marks, it’s so funny, I am literally laughing. “Every single one” he says with an annoyed sigh. “Jesus Christ” I say looking at it closely, turning him to the side with my hand only to find a couple more of this going down his neck too.

I knew this had to be from yesterday or maybe this morning, but I didn’t know I was that harsh on him when it came to love bites and as much as I kind of liked it, he was right, he couldn’t show up to the party like this. His neck had a really big and noticeable bruise right below his jawline, it was red and almost turning purple, besides it there was another one, then another one, making look like a little line of hickeys running down his neck. “(Y/n)” he interrupts me, blocking my way when I cross our bedroom door “I can’t go to the party like this” he says turning his head to the side and showing me my new found artwork.

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I can’t help but roll my eyes “Ugh, luke, I’m serious, we are going to be so fucking late” I groan getting up from my seat and walking upstairs and making my way to our room, that was only a couple of feet away from the stairs “you’ll have to learn how to put fucking eyeliner by yourself, this is the-“ “(Y/n), come here for a second” I hear him call me from upstairs “please” Too bad, Luke that good on that, not that I had a problem with him taking forever to get ready, but you could say I have a little bit of a problem with being late to something. It’s not like I didn’t usually take my time getting ready, but I usually liked to measure my time in order to be there on time. He doesn’t say anything.Īfter almost four minutes of waiting for a good response from him, I decided to just give up and sit on the stairs as I wait for him to show up. “Hold on!” he yells back from our room, probably still getting ready for the event. However, apparently, Luke had other plans. We were supposed to be at our friend’s birthday party a while ago, since it’s a surprise ago, it’s almost illegal in to be there late and miss the surprise part at the surprise party, that could not happen and even when our friend still hasn’t made his appearance at the actual party, I still wanted to get there early enough to say hi to everyone before the party started. “Are you done?” I yell from the bottom of the stairs, tapping my foot on the ground repeatedly as I wait for an answer “Luke, seriously, hurry up!” I yell again, feeling how I was starting to lose my patience very quickly.

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