Sexy as fuck
Lizzie
No Future
Fuck it.
An explanation perhaps?
"Lizzie Mar Moore"
Gone
To little to late
An explanation perhaps?
There they were, two strangers in front of a small motel.
"What time is it?" Lizzie asked as they slowly approched the entrace.
"It's about 7:30," Luke said hesitantly "Are you sure you wanna call it a night? You've barely seen the town!"
She turned to him and smiled mischievously:
"Don't tell me you're having second thoughts! I don't like people who over think things, I live a reckless life." She said pouting."And you know what I hate even more? People bossing me around."
Luke smiled, right then she reminded him of Amara. Amara is  always very bossy and gets extremely irritated when she doesn't get her way. That's one of the things he loves the most about her.
"Alright then, you're in charge."
She smiled and lifted her head up to him. And after a moment of hesitation, she pushed him on the top of a car. A simple Citroën and climbed on top of him.
And once again they were furiously making out, stuffing their tongues into one anothers mouth.
After about 20 minutes, it started drizzling and she eventually jumpted off the car.
Together they rushed into the overperfumed loby. A snotty looking lady welcomed them coldly.
"How much for tonight?" Asked Lizzie a bit in a rush.
The lady stared at both of them : their humid hair, their wrinkled clothes..
"That will be 34 $, if you rent the simple room. We also have nicer ones, however those are more expensive." She underlined the last line with a hint of digust.
Lizzie caught that, of course and her face started to redden. Her eyes hard a muddy ice, defiant.
"Excuse me?"
The lady, looked up irritated and repeated extremely slowly.
"You know what," Lizzie said furry emanating from her. "I'm actually going to get the princess sweet. You don't mind, do you Luke?"
Luke, surprised replied:
"If you wanna pa-"
"Oh...But I don't think they have a princess sweet here, do they Mam?"
The snotty lady said no under her breath. One thing you should know: don't fuck with Lizzie. Otherwise, be prepared to pay the consequences.
The lady, not wanting to accept her lost battle settled by saying that if they didn't book a room soon they would have to leave.
"So, what you're plan?" Luke asked her.
It seemed she had it all planed out in her head because she was alredy getting the money out.
"Alright, alright...I mean someone has to pay the poor bills of this charming lady. Here you go, keep the change!"
The lady was now turning purple and had her hands tight around the money. Eventually she put the money in the cash box and asked for a name.
"Luke. Luke..." Lizzie trailed off not knowing his last name.
"Luke Fullerton." He said eager to get out of there.
A few minutes later they were alreafy rushing in the hallway.
Lizzie had a huge smile on her lips and Luke grabbed her hand and twirled her around it. She started laughing and Luke felt as if it was the best thing ever.
When the elevator finaly arrived they looked at eaxh other both knowing what they wanted to do.
He pulled her in the dirty elevator and Luke was getting all ready to reenact the fifty shades scene when Lizzie ran out right before the doors closed.
"Hey! Lizzie!" Luke  called after her but the doors already closed.
"Fuck! She has the key!" He relized once the stinky thing got started.
When he finally got to the second floor he rushed to the room 103.
The door was open. So Lizzie already got there.
"Gotcha!" She said jumpin off the bed and pressing her doby against his. Luke didn't know what to think of this strange girl. Between her pranks and mod swings, he couldn't quite put a hand on what she wanted.
A boyfriend? No, she made it quite clear before...Or did she? Maybe she was a police investigatior here to get information about something? Drugs? Wait a second, another possibility popped into Luke's head: she had cancer and wanted a night of fun. That would explain many things...

© cara ,
книга «I'm a Hurricane».
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