Christina's POV

"Wanna see my place?" Luke asked me. He was towering over me. I realized he was very tall. I mean, I am a tall girl, but he even sticks out beside me.

"Yeah why not.." I told him with a weak smile.

"OOOOOHHHH" all of the boys cried out.

"Oh, behave, you guys are like children! I swear!" I told them.

"For you, everything, Chris", Cal said to me.

"Yeah Chris!" The other two cried out.

"Let's go, before they get even worse. Believe me, they can!" Luke pulled me out of the door. "I swear, those guys sometimes really are weird."

"That's what the fans like about you! They love how you are still children", I told him firmly.

"Oh, they. Not you?"

"Of course I do too! I am a fan of course!"

"So, is it really true?"

"What?" I asked out of confusion.

"That you guys really like us because we are so immature", he asked me with great curiosity.

"Well, we love you because you are down to earth and playful. I always laugh at your videos. They are so nice! And your pics, oh wow. You stayed the same over the years and that's cool", I told him precisely.

"I really didn't know that", he scratched his neck.

"Well, that's the perks of knowing a fan!" I slapped his arm.

We got to his room and he opened the door. We walked inside and I saw it was really cozy. There was not much light and there was a big bed in the middle of the room, dominating it. There were also clothes everywhere. I guess he really was a boy. And he also had a PlayStation. We could have some fun. There was an en-suite bathroom and a dining table. I walked over to a chair and saw they too were plastered with clothes.

"Do you ever clean?" I asked him.

"Nope, I don't feel like it!" he yelled at me from the bathroom.

"You're such a boy!" I yelled back.

"You know I am!" he said suggestively.

Of course I knew he was. He was the most beautiful and funny boy on the planet. He was just perfect. He came out of the bathroom and I saw he had changed outfits. He had put on some sweats and a shirt. He stood there, looking completely hot. His hair was upright and his eyes were sparkling. His shirt had the words 'Chase your dreams' on it and his sweats hung low on his hips. And not to forget, he was wearing no shoes, barefoot. He was leaning against the wall. Like he was totally comfortable with me being here. He just looked at me, straight in the eyes. I could've died right then and felt completely happy with it. Scratch that. I would feel utterly happy when he kissed me, like that was ever going to happen.

"What?" I asked him.

"You're beautiful", he blurted out.

"Ehm, thanks, you too?"

"Oh wow, that was convincing. Wanna try that one over?" he asked me, joking.

"No, I meant it!" I yelled.

"Oh, you better!"

He walked towards me and cleaned out a chair so I could sit. He did the same for a second chair and sat down himself. He was leaning on the table, looking at me, again. It really made me blush when he did that. He could just stare at me all night, I thought.

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Luke's POV

I just sat there, looking at her. Without even being embarrassed. She did the same with me. We did that for a while, not thinking it was strange. This was not even uncomfortable, it was fun. We could take each other in. And man, did she look beautiful this evening. She was wearing black jeans and a Blink shirt. She really rocked that look. We were so much alike. My favourites were black jeans and band shirts too. I really liked this girl.

"So what should we do now?" she asked me.

"We could play something?"

"You have FIFA?"

"What? You like FIFA?"

"Yeah, and I want to play! So do you have it or not?"

"Of course! Let's play!"

I went over to the PlayStation and set it in motion. It really surprised me she wanted to play FIFA. No girl I had ever met that wanted to play that game. It made me like her even more. She really was something else.

"Ready to get your ass kicked, Hemmings?" She asked me.

"Yeah right, like you're going to win.." I told her with a cheeky smile.

"Oh you just wait and see. I don't have a brother for nothing!" She yelled.

She grabbed the controller and sat on my bed. I liked her being on my bed. I sat down next to her. We both chose teams. And then we started playing. She really was good. But not good enough to ever defeat me. Or was she? She was starting to kick my ass, hard. She knew more tricks than I did. And believe me that were a lot of tricks. She passed me by and scored, time after time! I didn't know what was going on. And she seemed to play with such ease to it. I couldn't believe this was happening. I was getting my ass kicked by a girl. A girl for crying out loud. Even the boys couldn't beat me and here she was. I knew I had to do a lot better. After the game was done I just sat there looking at the screen. I swear, this was not normal. I felt her looking at me. So I looked at her. She was smiling at me. Really smug. 

"Told ya", she said to me. 

I could've strangled her. But on the other she did look cute and she did tell me she was going to win. She had been nothing but honest. My pride was just hurt.

"Yeah, yeah. I know. How did you do that?" 

"My brother was a pro at these kind of games, he told me a few tricks and I guess it stuck", she told me with a smile. 

It looked like she and her brother were really close. She loved talking about him, like he was her hero. And I loved hearing about it. Honestly she could tell me anything and I would still be listening. She had that kind of voice that could mesmerize you and keep you entertained for a long time. And everything she said was so cool. She never bored me. And I liked that a lot. There were a lot of girls who bored me with their talk of makeup and clothes, but she didn't talk about that. She just talked about life and the things that were important. She made me see what the fans wanted and likes about us. 

"Accept it Hemmings, you lost from a girl!" She laughed so loud I couldn't take it anymore.

We were on the bed and I pushed her down. I went and sat on top of her with a wrists of hers in each hand. She was my prisoner now.

"Not laughing so hard now huh?" I told her. Our faces dangerously close.

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Christina's POV

He sat there, on top of me. It came totally out of the blue. I did not see this coming. One second I was laughing at him and the other we was sitting on top of me. I felt his warm hands around my wrists and I liked it a lot. His shirt was hanging a bit low so I could see a bit of body.

"Not laughing so hard now huh?" he told me bringing is head down.

What was he doing? For a second I thought he was going to kiss me. And I saw it in his eyes. He wanted to do it too. If only my phone hadn't rang so loudly. The ringtone was She Looks So Perfect. He looked up and me too now. I saw my phone light up. 

"Luke, please get off me. I need to get that", I told him as sweet as I could.

"Why? You're here with me, what could be more important?" he asked me, looking deeply into my eyes.

"What if it are my parents?" 

"Okay.. Nice ring-tone by the way." 

He got off me and set me free. He sang to the ringtone too. It was even more beautiful than the recorded song. I realized it was the first time I had really heard him sing so up close. It was wonderful. When I got to my phone I picked it up.

"Hello-" 

"You come home right away young lady!" I heard my Dad scream through the phone.

"Uhm, dad, what's-" I didn't even get to finish my sentence.

"You heard me, NOW" he hung up.