My Pov

I was currently sitting on the counter eating a granola bar, only one thought running through my whole head. Only his name was written in permanent ink on my heart, I love him. His blonde hair, his sparkling blue eyes, his kissable lips. He was gone on tour with the rest of the boys, so he wasn't here at the moment. He said he was coming home tonight, and missed me a lot. Me and the boys were great friends, and told eachother everything.

The frint door opened and then slammed with a loud banging noise. I ate the final bit of my bar and threw the wrapper away in the trash. I walked to the door and looked around for the person, the only person who had keys, were me, Luke, and the boys. I looked around the living room and then walked upstairs, wondering who was in here.

"Hello?! Is anyone there?!" I yelled throughout the house. It could be some crazy person who wants to rape me and then kill me. Hey! My imagination is running wild and there is nothing you can do to stop it.

"(Y/N)! Come here!" the one voice I loved said. Luke, he was here, with me, after being gone for a bloody long time.

"Luke?!" I yelled as I walked to the bedroom. His back was to me and he had a magazine in his hands, like he was reading it.

"Who else?!" he spat. What did I do? I didn't do anything, why is he so mad at me?

"Why are you so mad at me?" I asked. I was really confused, maybe the tour was stressful.

"Who else were you expecting to come into our room baby?" he asked angrily.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You are such a filthy liar, using me and the boys," he said and threw the magazine at me. It showed a picture, obviously photoshopped, of me and a guy kissing. It was soo fake, I never did that.

"This is fake Luke, none of this is true," I tried to tell him. He shrugged it off, not caring about what I say.

"Don't lie to me," he said.

"Luke I didn't do anything! That is fake!" I said loudly.

"Is he better than me? Is he nicer than me? Is he better in bed than me?" Luke asked as he walked up to me. His now dark blue eyes, staring into mine, like he is trying to see through me.

"W-What?! No o-of course not! I never di-" he cut me off my pressing his lips to mine. It's like a drug, you can't help but want more and more. His lips pressed firm against mine, his hands on either side of me. He bit my bottom lip hard, and slipped his tongue in forcefully. I have to admit, no matter how much I may deny it when asked, I love his rough and dominat side.

"You belong to me, and me only. You are my girlfriend not his, and I'm going to show you," he growled in against my lips. His voice laced with anger and lust, but hurt deep burried inside of it. I smirked against his kiss, and pushed our lips back together. They fit together like 2 pieces of a puzzle, they went with each other. He put his hands on my ass, giving it a little squeeze. I gasped in his mouth, and he smirked, I felt a slap against my left ass cheek, and I looked up to Luke, he rarely ever slaps. The last time he did, I ended up with a long night and I couldn't walk, but I can't deny how much I loved it.

"Luke," I moaned into the kiss. I knew how much he loved my moans, especially when he wants it rough. He knows I love to be dominated and he loves it when he does whatever he wants on me. Whenever he is like this, he makes me feel like a total slut, I love it.

"You just want me to pound into your slutty pussy don't you?" he said in my ear. His voice was deeper, as it usually Is during sex.

"Yes Luke," I moaned out. His eager hand touching my body roughly, holding the right places, touching the right places. He knew my hody better than I knew myself, he must pay a lot of attention to me. He roughly grabbed my hips, grinding them together and holding onto my hips tightly, bound to leave a mark. He used one hand to grip my hair, and push our lips together, while grinding our crotches.

He once again smacked his firm hand against my ass cheek, making me moan instead of gasp or cry out. He smashed me up higher against the wall, my back didn't care though. I didn't care how many marks or bruises he'll leave, we both want this, no we both need this. His hands found his way to my chest, grasping my bra covered boobs, in his hands. He pulled away for a split second and ripped his shirt off of my body, the tearing sound not bothering anyone. He eyed my chest and smirked, roughly grabbing them again.

"Oh Luke, please," I said. He ripped the bra off of my shoulders, staring at my breasts right in front of him. He roughly took one in his mouth, swirling his tongue around my nipple. His other hand using his index finger to circle my nipple aswell.

"Luke," I moaned out as he smirked againt my skin. He suddenly bit down on my nipple, not to hard but enough to make it hurt a bit. He sucked and bit, swirled and twirled his tongue around my nipple.

He dislodged my throbbing flesh from his mouth and headed for my other one. He did the same, he sucked and bit, he swirled wnd twirled his tounge around my nipple. He looked at me in the eye, as his hand slid into my shorts. He didn't even take them off, just kept them on me, my aching core wanted Luke. It wanted him to fuck it senseless and do whatever he pleases. I wanted him to do whatever he wanted to me.

"Look at you, your little slutty pussy wants my dick. Well you little cheating slut, you have to wait," Luke said as he forcefully slipped a finger inside of my dripping wet core. He thrusted his finger fast and hard, making a slooshy sound fill the room along with my moans.

"Lukey more please," I begged. I mentally cursed as he slammed another finger in me, his fingers moving fast and rough. I moaned out loudly and that's all that encourage Luke needs to slam another finger in me, his 3 fingers deep inside of me. His fingers moving in and out, as my moans were heard from far away, he sped up his pace, if possible and went even harder. His fingers brushing over my g-spot over and over.

"LUKE!" I yelled as he hit my spot once more, more deeper and powerful than before. My knees buckled and my breathing caught in my throat. Oh my god, it feels so good. I could feel his smirk burning into my face and laced in his voice.

"Yeah, what was that? Go harder? Ok,"

His fingers stopping momentarily, slightly pulled out, my unsteady breath. I looked up, into his eyes full of lust, and he gave me a smirk. His fingers slammed back into me, knocking my breath out again.

"Luke, oh my god." I breathed out, my finish coming soon. He must have noticed and he immediately pulled his fingers out of me, the feeling fading away.

"Nope," he said as he pulled his hand out of my shorts. He used his other hand to lift me back up against a wall, and press our bodies together. His wet fingers infront of his face, and right infront of mine because of how close we were.

"Suck," he demanded. I nodded and he shoved his fingers in my mouth. My tongue swirling around his fingers, and sucking them off. His smile shooting towards me, his eyes watching me intensely. I smirked as much as I could and I sucked even more. He yanked his fingers out of my mouth and put his hands he on my waist. His fingers playing with the waistband of my shorts and then yanked them down pooling at my ankles. I gasped as the cold air hit my exposed legs, and my aching body. He again, yanked down my underwear and kissed me.

"Luke," I moaned out. I could feel his hard on through his black tight jeans. My hands found his hips and he let out a small groan, I smirked and kissed his neck. My hands trailing up his unclothed torso, and up his chest.

"(y/n)," he breathed out. I smirked and pushed my lips hard against his, catching him off guard. I was never one to do that, he always was.

"It was fake Luke," I mumbled against his lips.

"Ok, I believe you," he mumbled back and he smirked. He put his hands on my naked waist, pulling my center against his clothed one. I put my hands on his crotch and he let out a string of curses, I fumbled with the zipper. His unsteady breathing and mumbled curses making me want to hurry up. I finally unzipped his pants and I pulled them down, not caring I was about to break the button. He kicked them off his ankles, and I played with the waistband on his boxers. He must have gotten impatient and he stripped them himself, because the next thing I know, he was inside of me.

"Shit! Lukey, more," I moaned out, and he obeyed. He went as hard as he would if he was still upset with me, and I loved it. He knew I loved when he did that, I don't know how he found out, but he did. I raked my nails against his back as he groaned out.

"Fuck babe, your so tight," he said. I smashed our lips together, as we both let out pants and moans. He went even deeper, and I let out a line of profanities.

"Right there," he smirked and aimed there once again. I let out a small scream and he held on to my hips, tightly. He moved my hips up and down, making my yell out in pleasure.

"OH MY GOD!" I yelled as I threw my head back. I could feel him smirking, I don't know how, but I can. He silenced my screams by kissing me, muffling my sounds.

"Shh!" he yelled against my lips. I bit the inside of my mouth and did what he demanded. He thrusted in and out of me, his hands still gripping my hips. A hand left my hips, and flew up to my face, and rubbed my cheek, as if nothing was going on.

"Urg god!" he moaned out. I yelled as I felt my high coming, but it came out muffled.

"Baby, scream out my name," Luke grunted. I didn't care how loud we were, I let out all the moans and yells that got caught in my throat.

"LUKE! DAMN IT!" I screamed loudly. He smirked and I came undone, and tried to keep standing still. He yelled a bunch of curse words and came, he pulled out an I shivered as the rush of cool air hit me, again.

"I know you didn't do it," he said.

"Why didn't you believe me?" I asked looking into his eyes.

"Cause then we wouldn't he where we are now," he said.

"You are so damn cheeky," I mumbled in his chest.

"I know," he said.