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Luke's been acting a bit strange this past week. Like he has been more 'I don't care' than 'aww come here'. He's been acting like a rebel? I don't know how to put it, he's just not himself. Because Luke would never, ever in a million years, spray paint alleyway walls.

Right how, we were both in the living room. The television was on, but no one was paying attention to it. Luke was on his phone and I was thinking about him. Well, how he's been acting that is. It's hot, but it's not him. He's a dork not a rebel.

"Hey Luke?" I asked him as I looked at him. He nodded and kept looking at his phone. "Luke, look at me," I said and he looked at me.

"What Renaee?" he asked me. His tone annoyed and a bored expression on his face. Excuse me?

"What's gotten into you? Luke, you don't act this way. What happened?" I asked him worried. He chuckled and turned off his phone. He got up and walked into the room, not answering me. Lucas fucking Hemmings.

I followed him up to our room and when I got in, the door shut. I looked and Luke was leaning against the walls, his arms crossed over his chest. "You've noticed," he said and took a few steps to me.

"Yeah, and I wanna know why." I said, my hands on my hips. He looked down at me, his hands moving mine so they were holding my hips. He squeezed them a bit and I bit the inside of my cheek.

"Because," he said and pushed me up against the door. "I know you like it." he said and took his lip ring between his teeth.

"And I know, for a fact, this bad boy image turns you on." he said. Before I could say anything, he smashed his lips against mine. I kissed him back and wrapped my arms around his neck. He pulled on my bottom lip, making me moan softly.

His hands traveled up my sides, and to the front of his flannel that I was wearing. He pulled away from the kiss and looked at his flannel. "I'll buy a new one," he muttered and ripped it off. The button flying off of it and exposing my bra.

"Luke, you ruined it," I said and he shrugged. I took the flannel off and threw it somewhere else. He shrugged off the leather jacket he was wearing and threw it where I threw the flannel.

"This needs to come off," he said, snapping my bra string against my shoulder. I nodded and he reached behind me to unclip it. Thank god he didn't rip it off, bras aren't cheap.

He gripped my boobs in his hands, rolling my nipples between his pointer finger and thumb. He placed his head in my neck and I moaned as he sucked on my neck and played with my boobs. He let go of my chest and let them travel down my stomach.

He pulled my shorts down and they pooled at my feet. I kicked them off and he reached behind him and pulled his shirt off. He threw it somewhere and I eyed him as he did. God, he's so hot.

He got down on his knees and pulled my underwear down my legs.  As soon as I stepped out of them, he threw them somewhere in the room. He got up and looked me up and down while biting his lip.

"You're so fucking hot," he said and used his legs to spread my legs a bit. "And you're all mine," he said and put his hands on my sides. He slid them down my body and I moaned as he ground his hips on to mine.

"You all wet for me babe?" he asked and I nodded. He moved one of his hands so it was between my legs, and slid his middle finger up and down my slit.

Right when I was about ask him to do something, to do anything, he slammed two of his fingers into me, knocking the breath out of me. I gripped on to his biceps and he curled his fingers up a bit. I moaned out his name and dug my nails into his arm, and he didn't show any sign that it affected him.

"Fuck Luke," I moaned. That annoying smirk still on his lips. His eyes dropping down from my eyes to my lips.

"Moan my name Renaee. I love hearing you moan my name," he said and I nodded fastly. He made a 'come here' motion with his middle finger and I squeezed his bicep.

"Ohh shit," I moaned and arched my back off the door a bit. I closed my eyes and I felt his lips on my neck again. He kissed up to my ear and sucked on a spot right under it.

"You're close aren't you?" he asked and I nodded. That feeling in my stomach becoming stronger with every thrust of his fingers. "Well, we wouldn't want that now would we?" He pulled his fingers away from my core and that feeling slowly fading away.

He put his two fingers in front of my face, looking at me expectedly. I opened my mouth and he pushed them into my mouth. I sucked his fingers clean and he bit his lip.

"Fuck," he mumbled and pulled his fingers out of my mouth. He reched down to his jeans buckle and unbuckled them. He pulled them off and I could see the huge tent in his tight black boxers.

"I wanna fuck that pretty little mouth of yours." he said, surprising me because he's hardly ever like this. But, I can't deny it, it's very very hot. He pulled down his boxers and threw them somewhere niether of us cared about at the moment.

"Knees. Now," he said and I obeyed him. I didn't wanna find out what would happen if I didn't.

I wrapped my hand around his member, and brought my face close to it. "Don't you dare tease," he said in a threatening tone. A tone that, if possible, made me want him even more than I already do.

I put him in my mouth and started bobbing my head up and down. He grabbed my hair, making a temporary pony-tail, and groaned. I hollowed out my cheeks and he started pushing my head down more.

I took my hand off of him and gripped on to his thighs. He pushed my head up and down his member, all I was doing was sucking. I could hear him moaning and groaning my name out, along with multiple swear words.

I hummed around him, causing him to shiver as the vibrations ran up his body. He bobbed my head up and down as I sucked harder. "Fuck," he groaned again. I looked up at him and his head was thrown back.

"Shit, it feels so good." he said, through gritted teeth. He pushed my head diwn even futher, choking me a bit. I heard him mumble things under his breath as the muscles in my throat squeezed against his member. My hand found it's way to his balls and I massaged them as I continued to suck him off.

"Not-Not yet," he muttered and pulled my head off of him. I stood up and he picked up his jeans. He reached into a pocket and pulled out a silver packet. He tossed the article of clothing somewhere else and ripped the packet open.

He turned to me and put his hands on my waist and slid on hand under my thigh. He whispered a jump and I did so. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he pushed my body up against the door to keep me up.

Without any warning, he slammed into me, making me scream out his name a bit. One of his hands were flat against the wall and the other was on my hip. He moved his hips fast and roughly, very different from all the other times we had sex. He's usually all sweet and slow and there's whispered 'I love you's'.

"Fuck, you feel so good." he groaned out. My hands flew to his back and I raked my nails up and down, moaning and gasping his name out.

"Shit Luke," I moaned loudly. His name coming out louder than expected, but he seemed to like it.

"Scream my name now, Renaee. Let the neighbors know who I am." he said into my ear and I nodded.

The sound of skin clapping and our moans and groans were all you could hear. The air felt hot and I knew my back would be a bit irritated tomorrow. I also knew Luke couldn't be shirtless tomorrow due to the red scratches I'm making.

"Oh my god Luke!" I yelled as he hit my g-spot. He took his hand off of the wall and placed it in my hip just like his other one.

He used one of his hands and slid them down from my waist to my thigh. He used his thumb and applied a bit of pressure on my clit making me moan his name out even louder. He slowly started rubbing small circles, which in no time, changed to fast circles.

I was very loud, and I knew it. I didn't bother muffling them in his neck like usual. I didn't bother biting my lip or the inside of my cheek to keep them in. I let them go, each moan, groan, yell, and scream.

"God damn," he groaned out. His fingers digging into my hips, probably gonna leave small marks later on.

"I'm so close Luke," I moaned and he nodded. With a few more thrusts and a scream of his name I came.

Luke's thrusts started to get slower and sloppier so I could tell he was close to. He released into the condom after a few more thrusts and a loud groan. He pulled out of me and took it off.

"I dunno if I could walk to the bed, Luke," I said and he nodded. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he threw the condom in the garbage as he walked us to the bed.

I layed down and turned to him as he got in to. "Bad boy Hemmings is hot, but I think I like normal Hemmings more." I said and he chuckled.

"Sure you do." he said, not believing me.

So this is for Niall_Forever_ and I hope you like it. I'm sorry if you don't like it, but I hope you do. To clear things up, Luke isn't famous in this, he's still in high-school.