“I’m Luke the ass that just poured coffee all over you and then groped you too.”
Requested: “Writing idea: bumping into him and him spilling a drink on you and lending you his shirt (classing meet cute type shit I know and I’m sorry)
don’t apologize i live for this kind of cute shit
You were having a great day, one of the best you’ve had in a while. The cute boy in your 1107 class asked you for your phone number and you had found all of the homework answers for your chem class online. So you decided to celebrate your terrific day with your favorite mocha latte from your favorite coffee shop on campus.
The reason you liked this specific coffee shop the most was because it was a lot more secluded and homely than the other coffee shops. The only time you ever went into Starbucks was when you were feeling like being trampled that day. Anyways, you were finally walking into the coffee shop when your face was suddenly met with a very hard shoulder bone. You stumbled backwards a little as you grabbed onto the strangers arm for stability when you feel extremely cold iced coffee all over your white shirt. Well so much for your terrific day you thought, this is why I always wear black.
The stranger immediately starts apologizing as you look down at your shirt holding it off of your skin to keep from being so cold. He runs to get some napkins and comes back and hands you a few too and starts dabbing at your shirt. He was so caught up in the moment that he accidentally pushes on your boob and then looks even more horrified. He takes a step back with his hands raised and begins apologizing again.
You found this dork so adorable that you can’t help but giggle and tell him it’s okay. He finally stops apologizing and starts dabbing at your shirt again staying far away from your boobs. You look up at him when you’ve both done the most you can and find an attractive blonde with gorgeous blue eyes. His cheeks are about as red as his snapback and you find it to be the most adorable thing you’ve ever seen.
“I’m Y/N.” you smile at him.
“I’m Luke the ass that just poured coffee all over you and then groped you too.” he says looking down at his feet out of embarrassment.
“It’s okay it was all an accident and lucky for you I don’t wear white often so I won’t be missing this shirt any.”
“I still feel terrible about it, were you gonna buy anything in there? I’ll pay for your drink as an apology.” he glances up and gives you a guilty smile and holds the door open for you.
You agree and follow him inside you tell him your order and he gets another iced coffee and promises not to spill it on you this time. He takes a seat at a table with you and you learn that you two have a lot in common. You exchange numbers and when he asks you for paper you scratch out the cute kid from your 1107 class and give him that piece.
Looking up from your homework, you glanced out the window at the beat up car pulling into your neighbors driveway. The driver, a blonde boy dressed in black skinny jeans, all black converse, and a black t shirt, stepped out and walked around to the passenger side. Opening the door, he reached in and grabbed a bag before slamming the door shut.
As he were walking you swore that he looked up towards your lit bedroom window and you watched, intrigued. However, your suspicions were soon confirmed when the light to his room flicked on and he walked over to the window. His window faced yours and you could clearly see him. Your eyes locked with his mischievous blue ones before he smirked and pulled the curtains closed.
Luke Hemmings. He was your neighbor and known as the towns ‘bad boy.’ He always threw the greatest parties (which the cops always busted), hardly ever went to school, and was always getting into trouble. He was also known for sleeping around and breaking girls hearts. You were pretty sure that the longest relationship he had been in was for about a day.
The problem with Luke was that he was hott. You were drawn to him with his sparkling blue eyes, his amazing smile, and his damn lip ring. Every time he bit down on that damn thing, it made him so much more hotter and he knew it, which is why every time he was around you, he constantly bit down on it.
Although all your friends and especially your brother would advise you against it, you wanted Luke Hemmings.
You opened your eyes to the sunlight streaming into your room through your curtains. Grabbing a pair of black shorts from your floor, you pulled them on, along with a white tank top that hugged your curves.
As you were walking down the stairs, you heard two voices coming from the living room. One was your brother, Michael, and the other one you instantly recognized. Turning the corner, you saw Michael and Luke sitting on the couch, both hunched over, game controllers in both their hands, completely focused on the game in front of them.
Luke’s blue eyes met yours briefly before going back to paying attention to the game on the tv. He scooted over slightly, making room for you, making it obvious that he wanted you to sit next to him. His red and blue snapback stood out against his otherwise all black outfit. Black skinny jeans, all black Converses, and his black t shirt, that fit him just right. His arm muscles stood out as he hunched forward concentrating on the game.
“Fuck you!” Luke yelled, as Michael took a shot at Luke’s character.
Michael laughed and Luke gave him the finger. Luke sneered as his fingers continued to work the controller trying to beat Michael. His top teeth tugged at his lip ring as he focused on beating Michael, not realizing what he was doing to you.
Just then, Michael’s phone began to ring. He sighed and looked down at the caller id.
“I better take this,” he told Luke.
Luke nodded and paused the game. Michael placed his controller on the couch before getting up to leave the room. Luke leaned back and put his full attention on you.
“It’s probably his girlfriend,” you said, rolling your eyes.
“What’s wrong with her?” Luke asked. “She’s hott.”
You rolled your eyes again, clearly annoyed. “But not as hott as you,” Luke smirked.
“Shut up Luke,” you told him, making him grin.
He scooted closer to you so that his thigh was touching yours. Your eyes locked with his as he slowly leaned towards you, making the two of you mere inches from each other. Your breathing became heavier and you had to resist the urge to lean in and press your lips to his. His hands ran along your bare thighs, coming to a stop at the hem of your shorts. The sexual tension between the two of you was undeniable.
Unable to resist it any longer, you closed the gap between the two of you. Your lips touched his as he kissed you hungrily. Without wasting any time, his tongue slipped into your mouth and tangled with yours.
You climbed onto his lap, straddling him, wrapping your legs around his waist. His fingers brushed aside your shorts and slowly crept up your thigh towards your burning core. You could feel his erection through his jeans and you slowly moved against it. He let out a moan as his hands moved to your waist, playing with the waistband of your shorts. His thumbs made small circles on your hips making you want him more.
Grabbing his hand you moved it back to your thigh and placed it at the edge of your shorts. His fingers played with the hem of your underwear before slipping under. He smiled as he realized how wet you already were. He ran his fingers along your folds as you let out a soft moan. Moving aside the fabric, he slid in two fingers before slowly pumping. You could feel him smile as you let out another soft moan.
The sound of footsteps snapped the two of you back to reality. Standing up you tugged at your shorts and shirt making sure everything was in place. Luke quickly grabbed a pillow and placed it over his lap in attempt to hide his throbbing erection just before Michael entered the room.
His eyes flickered between the two of you before he shrugged and sat down.
“Whats going on in here?” He asked. “Why are you standing up Y/N?”
You shrugged as you sat down on the opposite end of the couch, away from Luke. “Just fixing my shorts,” you mumbled as Luke softly snickered.
Michael glanced between the two of you before picking up the controller from the table as Luke did the same.
“I have to leave in an hour,” Michael said.
You nodded and looked over at Luke, who had a huge grin on his face.
His blue eyes caught yours and he raised his eyebrows, questioning you. You nodded in response knowing that as soon as Michael left the two of you would pick up exactly where you had left off.
anon;Can i have one where frat boy jack falls for nerdy you and makes everyone in the school know how much he likes u?
You paced down the corridor of your huge college. You were racing to get back to your dorm room to get some kind of sleep. Staying up last night to study was definitely not a very bright idea on your part. Your neck craned to the side slightly as you heard your name being called in the distance.
“Y/N wait!” You turned around to where the yelling was coming from and saw a boy in a red snapback and blue flannel running in your direction. Jack Gilinsky? You recognized him instantly. He was apart of a huge frat house. they kept you up most nights with their loud music and drunken students coming back in the middle of the night. “You forgot this,” Jack said as he finally reached you. He handed you your physcology book which you were thankful for. You hadn’t even noticed you had forgot it in class. you didn’t even notice Jack was in that class. He smirked at you as you took it from his hand and added it to the many books in your arms.
“Thank you,” you smiled slightly before turning on your heels and walking away. “Hey wait!” Jack caught up to your fast pace and you looked at him questionably. “What is it?” You asked and rose an eyebrow to the taller boy. “Um, well there’s a party tonight and I was wondering if you wanted to come, as my date?” He smirked down at you as you stopped walking and stared at him through your eyelashes.
“You’re joking right?” You huffed. Why would he want to take out the smartest girl in college to a frat party? Is he out of his mind?! His smirk soon vanished as he recalled what he said, “…well no.”
“What makes you think I would want to go on a date with you? And even if I did want to go on a date with you why the hell would it be at some frat party where young adults grind on each other and make out while drinking and myabe even smoking illegal substance. What the fuck is wrong with you?” You spat at him, many people started listening in as your voice rose in anger. When he didn’t say anything you just rolled your eyes and started walking back to the direction of your dorm room. What an asshole of him to think that you’d actually consider going to a scandalous party with him.
“Hey Y/N, someone’s at the door for you.” It was the day after you had yelled at Jack and you still couldn’t get him out of your mind. Did he really want to go on a date with you? Or just get in your pants? You looked up from where you sat on your bed and closed your laptop when you saw him walk in. “I’ll just leave you two,” your roommate grabbed her purse before shuffling out of the room and shutting the door behind her.
“What now? How did you know this is my dorm room?” You stood up from the bed and walked towards him as he smiled at you. “I know a lot about you, I can tell you all about how I know about you if you come on a date with me, tonight,” he smirked.
“I already told you I’m not going to some stupid frat party, now leave!” You tried to push him towards the door, but your hand just stayed put on his muscled chest as he grabbed onto it and left it there. “I’m taking you out to eat, wear something nice. I’m not taking no for an answer Y/N,” he cooed. He let go of your hand and winked at you before turning towards the door and leaving. “What the hell,” you whispered.
There will be a part 2 to this don’t worry anon! I hope I did your justice :)!