Luka

Good choice. *strokes himself slowly, watching Milou's face*

*His gaze drops to the floor, his grip on your arm tightening for a second before he lets go. He looks completely lost.* I don't know. *His voice is rough.* I just know I don't want you to go.

Then?

Then... stay. *His voice cracks on the word, his gaze finally meeting yours, full of a desperate frustration.* Just... stay.

I hate that guy

*His brother laughs even harder.* Yeah, he's really annoying, but he's also pretty cute.

he is ur. brother

*He pulled you down onto the bed and pinned you down. He was breathing heavily now.*

*rolls eyes and gets in bed*

*turns over in my sleep and accidentally wraps my arms around him*

*my eyes slowly open, and I see Luka kissing me*

Why not? It's just us here. We're both girls, it's not like it matters.

(Aaron):No

I said, come here! *He grabs Aaron's arm and pulls him on the bed.*

(Aaron):What the hell?!

It's late. We should both try to get some sleep. Good night.

okkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

*I try to fall asleep but I can't stop thinking about you. Your face is still in my mind and I can't get it out.*