"Lukas I have to go!"I laughed when he pulled me back into bed, the moment I wanted to get ready for work. I wasn't wearing anything because during the night I lost the towel in which I fell asleep. To my surprise and after everything that happened yesterday, I woke up in and extremely happy mood because even though one part of my life came crashing down, another part was back to being complete. I had my best friend back and she happened to be the sister of the best boyfriend in the universe.

"No, you don't. Stay. Please, after everything that happened yesterday, we should be doing fun things. I know a great distraction..." I felt him smirk against my skin as he curled around me, not wanting to let go of me, his hands gently cupping both my breasts.

I shook my head with a smile on my face. "Can you think about anything else than sex all the damn time." I let out a loud laugh as his fingers dug into my sides at my words. Oh now he's tickling me to death! "Lukas!" I squealed as he kept tickling me.

"Whoa whoa." He sat on top of me now, holding me down as his hands wrapped around my wrists next to my head. "Baby I was thinking about taking you out for dinner and a movie or so... Blame your own dirty mind for suggesting I want to fuck you all day. Well, I want to, but I much rather show you I love you in other ways too... Please...?" That's actually really cute...

"Sorry." I blushed and bit down on my bottom lip, with the right amount of tease.

"You're pushing it Bells, you're naked and that lip is going to change my mind really quickly if you're not careful!" Lukas smirked down on me, his dark eyes targeting my lips. I decided to tease him some more, it's what we do, and I love it. I love him. I bit on my lip again, letting it slide through my teeth in slow-motion as I threw my eyes to the back of my head as if he was putting me into a bliss. "Fuck." He groaned as he leaned in closer, his lips instantly attacking mine with a deep kiss.

"Lukas you have class all day and a late shift at the shop... When exactly would you take me out?" I squinted my eyes at him as I broke our kiss. I'm going to be late for work if he keeps kissing me like that.

"I'll skip class." He said blankly shrugging his shoulders as if it was nothing. "I already know all of that shit." He said kissing the crook of my neck while keeping my hands pinned next to my face.

"Well, aren't you a genius." I laughed, slightly and accidently mocking him. I knew he was smart, like really smart, he has passed every class and he is studying structural engineering, one of the headrest degrees at campus.

"I actually am." He said kissing my neck once more. "I just don't want people to know." He whispered kissing me again but on my collarbone this time. His slow and gentle approach was really working me up, the excitement already pooling between my legs.

I furrowed my brows at him. "Why? You should be proud of that..." I shook my head under his lips as he was making his way up the side of my face.

I chuckled a little at a thoughts going through his mind. "In middle school I was the rich kid that was already one class up and into drawing. The glasses on my nose didn't really help. Everyone thought I was a joke." His said kissing the corner of my mouth as he moved his hips into mine, making me suck in a breath.

"Babe, look at me." I whispered and he playfully pulled his head up from my face. "Have you looked at yourself recently?" I pulled my eyebrows all the way up widening my eyes as if I couldn't get enough of the sight in front. "I don't know there are enough mirrors in here, you must have looked into them once, right?" I glanced over him with loving eyes. "Every girl on campus drools over you, hell they would even pay you to have a taste of you." I laughed as he widened his eyes at my words.

"Are you calling me a whore." He interrupted me, dramatizing the sound of his insulted voice.

"No, I'm calling you the most fuckable guy on campus, but hear whatever you want to hear." I laughed, squinting my eyes at him as I glanced over the messy locks framing his forehead. "Lukas, you're not a joke... You're smart and I love that about you, don't pretend to be dumb to keep up appearances. Intelligence is actually really attractive."

He shook his head with a smirk across his lips. "Which is why I'm not going to class so I can spend the day with you. I'm smart enough to miss a day of whining professors." He smirked more.

"You're not a nerd but going to class won't hurt you. Don't be cocky." I laughed at him. God, I love toying with him. Everything about him makes me happy!

He grinned at me with mischief, his eyes playful. "Baby." He leaned in close enough to my ear to feel his breath fan over my skin. Before continuing to speak he pulled my earlobe between his teeth and dragged it, his tongue gently caressing it Lukas-style. Fuck, I can't think about anything else than him fucking me when he does that. He suddenly let go to put his lips close to my ear. "I though you loved my co-"

"Lukas, don't you dare make that joke!" I warned him as I knew exactly what he was going to say. I have to stop this if I want to get to the coffee house in time. I only now realized it was just called coffee house and didn't have a name, I inwardly laughed at the fact it never occurred to me before. "Now please let me go I have a job to attend."

I giggled as he rolled his eyes at me with a smirk on his face. "Fine!" He shook his head as he flopped down on the bed next to me, releasing my wrists in an instant. I tried to get up from the bed to get ready for a second time before his hand taking mine stopped me again. "But in between your shift and classes I'm driving you to the police station to get that restraining order." He looked at me with worry in his eyes, his lips almost pouting for me to comply.

I don't see the point in getting that stupid restraining order, they don't care. "Lukas, that's not going to help..." His hand yanked me towards him, as if he was shaking away my stubbornness with it.

"Baby, if you don't go willingly, I will drag you in there and it's going to be very embarrassing!" He warned me squeezing his eyes at me.

"Lukas, that's not funny." I scoffed at him while he kept my hand in his.

He shook his head, frustratedly looking away from me before sighing deeply. "Bells, me finding you gone one day because of this also isn't funny, so please. I'm picking you up after your shift and then we're going to go in together!" His eyes returned to me and I could see how worried he was. "Please." His thumb rubbed the back of my hand ever so gently.

"Okay." I sighed before leaning in towards his face. "Can you pick me up at one in front of the café?" I whispered against his lips before closing the gap between us as I smashed my lips against his, pulling back slowly.

"Yeah, I'll be there." He whispered, his eyes looking at me with relief.

I had to chuckle at the way he was staring at me with the cutest and caring expression on his face, his eyes scanning mine. "Now I really have to get ready." I laughed ruffling a hand trough his messy hair. "Get your ass to class Lukas, you're smart but not that smart." I giggled before getting from the bed to find myself some clothes to wear.

He let himself fall back into the sheets while his laugh echoed through the room. I will always love that sound. "Back to insulting me, thanks Snowflake." I turned around to see Lukas's naked chest stretched out over the bed, his head resting on his folded arms supporting his neck, and his eyes, damn those eyes they were scanning me with mischief.

Oh he so still wants to fuck. My thoughts made me chuckle and the smirk on his face grew wider. "Babe, insulting the people you actually have a crush on is kind of more your thing, remember." I laughed while grabbing some light blue lacy panties and a bra in the same color.

"I just wanted to get your attention." He shrugged his shoulders why he was clearly still eyefucking me as he glanced over my naked curves, all of them.

I playfully rolled my eyes and let out a chuckle. "As if you didn't have it already." I felt my mischievous smirk on my lips as the idea of testing his patience sprung to my mind. He wants to eyefuck, I'll give him a reason. I took my panties and slid them over my legs, taking a stand right in front of him at the edge of the bed, sliding them up as slowly as possible, slow enough to make a point. I even pulled them up a little higher over my hips to tease him even more. He parted his lips as soon as I started my attempt to drive him crazy while he watched me with hooded eyes. The upward movement of his eyebrows gave away his truest thoughts. He's so enjoying this. I reached for my bra and put it on but not without Lukas swallowing hard when I slowly pulled the straps over my shoulders, my eyes never leaving his.

For a moment he just looked at me in awe before his hand left the back of his head to adjust his shorts at the crotch, which suddenly had become quite tight. "I thought you were in a hurry but here you are torturing me by putting your clothes on in front of me. Slowly. So fucking slowly." He rolled his eyes to the back of his head while I grabbed some jeans and a light gray sweater from the suitcase next to me on the floor.

"Get used to it, I live here now." I said, the sound of my voice muffled by me putting the sweater over my head. The moment I pulled my head trough I found Lukas sitting on the edge of the bed, leaving me to stand between his legs.

He looked at me, his eyes still filled with desire. "Only if I get to take them off at night." He whispered, his voice all of a sudden very husky, his hands not hesitating to find the lace around my hips. The way his hands went to my backside to feel the lack of fabric made the pool of want between my legs tingle and burn. I lost my breath the moment he gently but longingly squeezed my behind and pulled me closer between his legs, his fingers so dangerously close to my wetness it even made him groan at the thought of their closeness.

"What's stopping you now." I whispered my desire speaking for me as I put both my hands trough his soft hair. I was completely breathless by the tingles raging trough my body, especially when the tip of his finger suddenly but briefly went underneath the lace of my panties, too brief for my liking as I longed for more. The moment he felt my wetness against the tip of his finger, he closed his eyes and groaned, his forehead falling against my stomach with defeat.

"The fact I want you to keep your job.... That's what stopping me." He said looking up, his hands slowly trailing from me behind to my waist. "Now please put on some pants and go." He said while getting up from the bed, his hands cupping my face now. "Before I grab you and make love to you just as slowly as you were putting those panties on." He whispered after bringing his lips to my ear.

I swallowed at his words, still trying to catch my breath. "I better go then." I whisper faintly my hand cupping his hardness trough his shorts to deliver the last and final strike as he whimpered under my touch.

His hands grabbed my wrists, the mischief still painted across his face. "Keep your hands to yourself Miss I don't want to be late but I'm also really horny." He said with a grin on his lips while using his hands to cuff my both wrists between us.

I wetted my lips and pulled my eyebrows up at him. "Sorry Mister I eyefuck my girlfriend every chance I get." I huffed at him while he kept my wrists prisoner.

He leaned in slowly bringing his lips to mine planting a sweet but longing kiss. "Guilty. That's what you get for looking like sex in the morning."

"Freshly fucked?" I whispered against his lips before aiming for his bottom lip, my lips pulling it in my mouth to give it a gentle suck. He can't possibly resist this. He groaned under my touch, as he pulled his lips from mine.

"You win." He said, his voice hoarse and his eyes dark and dangerous. "Now I need a fucking cold shower." He whispered, letting go of my wrists. That's right I won. He shook his head and chuckled at me when he saw the satisfied look on my face. Our game of teasing each other also affected me as I wanted him to finish it so desperately that I was staring at him with a parted mouth. "I love you." He laughed as he playfully kissed my forehead.

"Love you too." I said before trying to swallow away the desire and closed my eyes as I felt his soft lips on my skin. "Hope Mia doesn't catch you with that snake in your pants." I burst out in laughter when he started walking towards the door.

"You're evil you know that!" Lukas playfully scoffed, pulling a dramatic yet funny face as he turned around to watch me put on my pants. "Tssss." He finally hissed at me while leaving the room.

Once the door shut behind me, I tried to find some socks and my Lilac high tops and my makeup bag. He just thought about everything as he raided my apartment for my stuff. He even organized everything instead of just throwing it in the suitcase. This boy is full of surprises. I went to do a little makeup in the tall mirror in the corner of his room, flopping down on the floor with my makeup bag and hairbrush in my lap. I threw on a little eyeliner, some concealer to hide the cry bags under my eyes and some blush to give my pale face some color. My hair was a mess because it was still wet when I fell asleep so a ponytail it was, even if it made me look like an egg.

I tried to find some books and my notepad and put them in my bag so I could go from the coffee house straight to class. Of course, with a pitstop at the police station, much against my will but Lukas wasn't going to have it any other way. The piece of paper wouldn't make a difference but if it could reassure him, I would do it just for him.

I walked out of Lukas's room to find Mia in fuzzy pajamas on the couch with a bowl of cereal. "Morning roomie!" She laughed before stuffing a loaded spoon in her mouth. "What was going on? Lukas sprinted to the bathroom, couldn't be in there fast enough. Did you two fight already?" She said with her mouth full.

"Nope not at all." I let out a laugh as I leaned on the back of the couch for a second to look over her shoulder.

"Are you sure?" She looked up with her brows in a frown while here spoon dove back into the bowl. "He never sprints into the bathroom, he's usually a sloth in the morning." She said, shoving the spoon in her mouth.

"Let's say he's taking a very cold shower now." And at my words Mia choked on her cereal, the milk nearly coming out of her nose.

"Bella!" She coughed while laughing at the same time, trying to get the cereal out of her throat. "Oh man..." She coughed again, her hand holding her chest. "Pheew I almost died over that. Thanks a lot." She laughed, her voice barely foreced out of her throat. "You're torturing my brother huh?" She looked up.

"Only a little." I said, my cheeks blushing instantly at the thought he was still her brother. "Guys can't always have what they want." I laughed, trying to change the subject away from Lukas's morning problem but failing miserably.

"Amen to that!" Mia laughed, holding her hand above her head for me to high five it and so I did. Good god I'm happy to have her back. "Next time though give me a heads up. I don't want killed by cereal on my tombstone okay." She laughed before taking another full spoon to her mouth.

"That's not possible, you're never not chewing on food Mia." I rolled my eyes at her with a smirk on my face.

"That my friend is so true!" She laughed waving her spoon at me.

I pulled my bag over my shoulder. "See you later Mia, I have to rush now." I said, walking to the door and grabbed my jacket of the coat hanger.

"I call dips on you tonight Bella, it's movie night. We have a lot of time to catch up!" She rushed before I was out the door.

"Sure, but you're going to tell Lukas." I laughed, pulling the door behind me. I rushed down the stairs while putting on my jacket and started walking towards the coffee house as soon as I left the building. It was getting colder and soon winter was going to fall upon us. The cold air made my face turn pink, especially my nose. I tried to quicken my pace so it would warm me up a little, but the cold 7 a.m. wind didn't agree with that idea. After walking for twenties minutes, I arrived at the café, barely on time but good enough.

I rubbed my cold hands together as I greeted Zach who was already starting up the machines. "You look like you just hugged a snowman and turned into Rudolph." His face lit up when he saw me walk in, my cold red nose probably the reason for his comment.

I shook my head at him while passing him on the way to my dressing room. "Don't start on the Christmas talk already Zach, way too early." I laughed turning around to meet the smile on his face as he held his hands in front of him in defense.

"What, it's almost December. Don't tell me you're not a fan of Christmas?" He furrowed his brows while I walked backwards to the locker room.

"Nope..." I shrugged my shoulders, my mood suddenly darkening by his words. I never had a single Christmas that didn't end up in tears. The thought of all of my Christmases being absolute disasters made my good and happy state fade away slowly but surely. Not even on Christmas Eve our house wasn't filled with abuse. It sometimes got even worse because it actually gave my parents an excuse, a festivity to drink more than usual.

I closed the door behind me and took my polo shirt and cap from my locker. The memories of countless occasions that should have been to most memorable and happiest times were taken from me and replaced by hurt. I changed into my work clothes and looked at myself in the mirror while putting on the cap. I couldn't help but to feel sorry for myself, for me as a child. I don't have the same memories as everybody else and child me never will because I can't change what happened to me, I can't change the memories that I own. I wish I could but no matter how strong I am I will always drag them along with me. I don't want to fucking cry. Pull it together. I tried to give myself some courage to stop the tears from falling down my cheeks. Don't give them the power to make you cry, they're not here but you let them still control how you feel. It's easier said than done.

A knock on the door interrupted my internal dialogue, or more like struggle, and I quickly wiped away the tears rolling down my face. "Rudolph, are you okay?" Zach said while slowly sticking his head through the door. I didn't realize I was debating with myself for so long, long enough to make him worry. Our gazes met and by the look on his face he knew right away that I had been crying. "Did I say something wrong?" He carefully asked while walking into the locker room.

"No, it's fine Zach, I just..." I sighed not knowing what to say next. Do I tell him what's going on or not...? I fixed the cap on my head as a nervous respond, looking at myself in the mirror to avoid his gaze.