![]() ![]() He’s not going to be mad at you when he come home. “Hey… Shhh come here baby, it’s going to be okay. he just can’t…” You felt over your words, as tears started to spill from your eyes. And he can’t leave while he’s mad at me… he. “I… I don’t know what to do Luke, he’s only back from tour for a few more days. You looked over at Luke, letting out a sigh, that pushes your loose hairs up off of your eyes. “Freak out!? Are you fucking kidding me Luke? Of course I’m gonna freak it that’s my baby sister that you have your hands all over…I… I need to take a drive.” He stammered as he turned on his heel and slammed your door, before he stormed out of the house. okay look me and Y/N have been dating for a couple months and we just didn’t want to tell you because we knew you would freak out.” “Michael, listen it’s not like that it’s just…. “What the fuck Luke? Are you kidding me! My little sister?” He bellowed, his hands formed into fist as his jaw lined tightened. “Hey Y/N I was pulling out of the drive and I remembered that I don’t have any cash can I borrow…” Michael stopped short as he finally looked up and realized what was going on. You wrap your hand around his head, twisting your fingers in his hair, trying to get him as close as possible… Planting tiny kisses across your jaw before returning to your lips. Resting his right arm on your side, and cupping your cheek with the other. Slowly leaning down against your bed, pulling Luke down with you. “You…are…such… a… tease!” You whispered in between kisses. Before you finally wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him against you, hungrily kissing his lips. “You can’t blame a guy for trying.” He murmured against your hair, as he slowly trailed kisses from your ear to your cheek, stopping just in front of your lips. but I just wanted to see you again before I left and anyways, Mike ran out to the store to by some food or something.” He gets closer to you with each word, until he was finally sitting right next to you with his arm wrapped tightly around your waist. “Luke.what are you doing in here? Michael could walk in here at any minute!” You whispered, your eyes wide with fear but feeling a rush from knowing that you and Luke shouldn’t be together had always made it seem more romantic. "Hey Y/N.” Luke whispered, as he slowly made his way over to your bed, sitting down gently at the bottom right corner. “I’m going up to my room!” You said in a playfully mad tone as you walked upstairs.Ī little while later you heard a soft knock on your door. "Come in.“ You called out not looking up from your phone. If Luke didn’t grab me, it would have been 10 - 0! God you are such an ass!” You groaned, standing up and showering pillows at both of them. “Thanks man, that was a close one.” He said with nod and a cheeky grin spread across his lips. “Luke! I can’t believe you I almost had him!” You whined, turning around to punch Luke in his shoulder, as Michael smiled up at him. Just as you were sneaking up behind Michael with a knife you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist causing you to yell and throw your controller up in the air, giving Michael the perfect opportunity to turn around and shoot you. Leaning back against the couch as you and Michael went for you last round of COD, tossing hand grenades at one another, trying to be the last man standing. “Okay Mike one game!” You said as you picked your xbox controller of the coffee table. ![]() Letting out an adequate sigh, you nodded your head and agreed. It’s not that you weren’t proud of him for his success but you just wished you could see him like you did when you were kids. No matter how much time you got to spend with your big brother it never felt like it was enough he was always on tour or in the studio. “Fine Y/N but this is it! I need to go back to the studio and go over a few more tracks.” He said smiling up at you. “Come on Michael, just one more game please! This could be your chance to finally beat me!” You whined to your older brother Michael who you had been beating in Call Of Duty for the last three hours.
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