#luke 5secondsofsummer

Thank you guys for being so patient with me. I’ve been so so so busy lately but i’m on vacation for the next 7 days so i’m gonna try to write as much as I can in that time period! I hope you guys enjoy this first ‘part’ of this series! Let me know what color you want next! xx

Red was the color of his shirt the first time I saw him. My best friend dragged me to this small building filled with a lot of people, screaming the lyrics of a band I had only listened to on car rides with my best friend driving. I stared up at the blonde from the second row, eyeing his movements carefully as his passion for the music had shined through his actions on stage.

Red was the color nail polish he had as he shook my hand later that same night. It was ironic that my best friend wanted to party afterward and we just so happened to run into him that night. His Australian accent was thicker than I recalled it being and I could see right through the ‘rockstar’ image as he laughed at my *horrible* jokes and kindly walked me home that night.

Red was the color of my lipstick that stained his neck from feverish kisses only days after meeting him. Rushed movements and whispered conversation in the darkness of his hotel room took over as I sat on his lap, his hands in my hair as moans escaped his mouth.

Red was the color of the heart Luke placed next to his name in my phone, a wide grin taking over his face as I saved it and left it as he put it. “And yours will be the same! We can be twins!” He gushed before pressing a kiss to my lips.

Red was the color of my badge that I flashed the security guard as I made my way backstage smiling slightly as I practically skipped my way towards Luke’s dressing room. 5 months had been way to long and I couldn’t stand the thought of not seeing him anymore. I pushed open the door and leaped myself into his arms letting a sob escape my mouth at the sight of him after so long.

Red was the color of my eyes after the fight. So red they stung. My throat still burned from screaming at him, the sound echoing in my mind along with the sound of the door slamming after he left. The stupid, not important fight that went too far. The one where I didn’t know if he was coming back. The one that made me question our relationship. The one that had me drinking to forget. The sounds of him screaming overwhelmed me as I took another gulp of the alcohol he left sitting in the fridge, wondering if I would ever see him again or if I would only be left with the memories of his voice.

Red was the color of the roses he brought home the next day as he engulfed me in a hug and apologies spilled out of our mouths. “I don’t want to ever fight with you again.” He muttered into my shoulder. I put the flowers in a vase and set them on my bedside table next to the picture of him I had framed. I smiled at it before looking at him and smiling wider realizing he wasn’t gone and I still had him.

Red was the color of my dress the night of our one year anniversary. The restaurant was dimly lit but I didn’t care because it lit up my boyfriend perfectly. His hand resting in mine as mindless conversation took over, the smile never leaving my face the whole night. He was it. This was it. That was the night I realized i’d do anything to be with him for the rest of my life.

Red was the color of the wine Luke knocked over exactly a year later as we danced around the kitchen mindlessly. Giggles falling from my lips as he looked at me nervously. The engagement ring I received only hours before shining in the light as I helped the clumsy boy clean up his mess. “I’d be lost without you.” He sighed pressing a kiss to my lips to stop the laughs that were falling out of my mouth.

I’m not sick 

I nervously played with the small ring wrapped around my left finger. 4 months ago Luke had proposed and in saying ‘yes’ we… well what else are you actually supposed to do when you just got engaged. And now I was panicking over the results in that night.

I sat in the backstage dressing room with a friend who came to America with me for this leg of the tour. She was my support at the moment, the only one I had told, and I couldn’t be more nervous at the fact that I had to tell Luke now. He had made me go to the doctors for fear that I had caught something or worse in his eyes.

“You can’t bitch out now.” Y/B/F/N said as she took a few gulps of water.

“I know that, I just…” I wiped my sweaty hands on my shorts, taking a deep breath. “Aren’t we too young for this?”

“Oh honey,” She moved closer and pulled me into her. “You and I both know that he treats you like a Queen, age has nothing to do with it. You’ll be fine, and Luke will be there every step of the way.”

“I know, I’m just scared. This is a huge responsibly.” I said through a few tears, my fears almost getting the best of me.

“That you’ll have help with. Never think you’ll have to do it by yourself.” She wiped away a few of my tears.

“I’m going to be a mum.” I laughed slightly at her.

“And I’m going to be an aunt.” She let out a few of her own tears.

As laughter built, the door swung open. The boys looked happy, obviously another successful performance, but as they saw Y/B/F and I wrapped up in one another crying, the whole mood changed. The boys all moved towards us, Ashton firmly shutting the door for us to be alone.

“Babe, are you okay? What’s wrong?” Luke was in front of me in a flash, on his knees his, his hands held onto mine. “Is everything okay?”

“I’m okay Luke.” I wiped the last of my tears away.

“Then why are you crying? Both of you?” Luke questioned.

“Luke, I have to tell you something.” I whispered, but everyone heard.

“Are you breaking up with me?” Luke’s mind jumped.

“No. Are you crazy?” I asked, laughing a little. “You’re kinda stuck with us.”

“You mean me.” Luke corrected. “I’m kinda stuck with you.”

“No. Us.” I smiled at their confused expression. “So, I went to the doctors… before I came on tour with you.”

“Why didn’t you tell me if something was wrong? I wouldn’t have asked you to come with us if you’re sick.” Luke panicked.

“”Because there is nothing wrong with me, Luke.” I smiled at his confused face. “I-“

I cut myself off suddenly, nervous as all hell. Looking up at Y/B/F, she gave me an encouraging smile and nod of her head. Taking a deep breath, I turned back to Luke, his blue eyes staring into mine with so much concern and love, I knew I had to tell him.

“I’m pregnant.” I whispered.

“What?”

“What?”

“What?”

“What?”

A chorus practically sang to me. Smiling back to Luke, I could tell the words were ringing in his head like a joke almost. Grabbing his large warm hands in mine, I moved it over my stomach where a small bump was now noticeable to those who really looked. Luke’s blue eyes widened then glazed over, telling me he was holding back tears.

“Shit.” Luke breathed out. “I… You…” he couldn’t form a sentence over his tears and I knew my own had started again. “Shit.”

“You’re really pregnant Y/N?” Calum asked behind us.

“Yeah… we’re having a baby.” I said, not taking my eyes off of Luke.

All of a sudden the boys broke out into cheers, coming over to hug and kiss Luke and I. I could hear a few “Finally getting shit done, Luke.” And “Getting some.” Being thrown around by the guys, but everyone was almost in tears. I mean, their baby brother was going to become a dad, and they were going to spoil his child.

Just One More

I couldn’t have asked for a better night, not from anyone. Luke Hemmings exceeded all expectation I had for what was going to happen tonight, and I couldn’t be happier with being proved wrong. Normally, guys did the ole dinner and a movie, Luke seemed the type, but he made it so much better. Dinner, yes, movie, no… we missed it.

Feeling the slight pressure of Luke’s soft lips against my own was a perfect indicator that we had a good night, even if plans didn’t go well. Straddling Luke’s legs in the driver’s seat of his car should have had me worried my dad was going to catch us any minute now, especially considering there was currently no roof to the car and clouds loomed over our little peace.

“I have to go inside before my dad catches us.” I leaned backed a little, Luke following me, leaving wet kisses down my jaw and neck. “Luke, are you listening?”

“Just, one more kiss.” He looked into my eyes, his blue ones shining in the dark. “Promise, one more.”

Rolling my eyes playfully I leaned into Luke again, soft caressing his lips with mine. His warm hands coming around my body, pulling me closer to him, my hands cupping his face. It was soft and innocent, and just one more… right?

“I really have to go.” I said though kisses.

“Please don’t.” He smiled into my lips. “Stay with me… forever.”

“Forever in your car?” I laughed slightly.

“Anywhere you want. Just don’t leave me.” Luke pushed a few rebellious stray hairs from my face. “Stay.”

Giggling a little, I leaned into his body completely this time. Letting go of any worries of my dad catching us, I fell into the kiss, allowing Luke to take control and me putty in his hands. The hair on the back of my neck stood, the chill in the hair not the only thing casing goose bumps to scatter my skin.

Moving my hands from his neck, I trailed down his chest, ripping a shiver from Luke. When my cold hands made contact with his hot stomach, Luke jumped slightly, brushing his hips against my own, a desperate moan leaving my lips. Luke’s sweaty forehead leaned against mine, ragged breathes mixed together as we both tried to rip clothes off of each other in the confined space.

“Just a quickie.” I laughed a little, feeling Luke’s chest rumble as he chuckled.

“Yeah, a quickie…” he kissed me again. “For now.”

Before anything more could happen, thunder cracked causing us to both jump, the lightening that followed illuminated the street, outlining my father’s figure on the porch.

“Shit, my dad’s on the porch.” I laughed, pushing out of Luke’s lap, fixing my clothes quickly.

“Oh, god.” Luke ran his hands though his head.

Heavy breathing was the only thing heard in the car, the thunder rumbling outside as Luke closed the roof just as it started to poor down rain. After a few minutes of silence, my phone rang, signalling my father trying to call me.

“Hello?” I answered quickly, looking at Luke as he tried to calm himself down.

“Are you coming in yet? What are you and that boy doing?” My dad’s voice rang through the car.

“We’re just talking dad. I’ll be in, in a second.” I hung up before he could say anything else, turning to Luke. “Sorry about that.”

“It’s fine.” He laughed, turning to me. “I guess you really have to go this time.”

“Just one more though.” I smiled.

Leaning over the centre of the car, I gave Luke a small kiss. Moving away to open the door, Luke’s hand gripped my wrist and pulled me in for one more deep kiss, lingering a few seconds before letting me go.

“I’ll call you when I get home.” Luke smiled, running a hand through his hair.

“Okay. See you later.” I smiled, out the door and onto the porch in no time.

Luke Hemmings @5sos

Requested by @cuddly1d5sos: Hey guys! I absolutely looove your lockscreens so could you maybe do a dark luke hemmings one with the lyric " You know it's gonna get better" ? I'd be so happy if you would! :) xxx