#lukeimagines

So like maybe angst but happy ending, as always..

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I made my way to my best friends house. I had called to give her a heads up but she didn’t even care. It was stupid that I had this much sadness built up in my chest like I’ve had my feelings hurt from Luke before but not like this.

When I pass Jaxton’s school, I felt every emotion succumb me. I started to bawl as I just gripped the steering wheel tighter. It didn’t fucking help when I heard Luke’s voice come over the radio, fucking Youngblood. I slam my hand into the volume and it turned off completely.

I come to a halt outside of Megan’s house, I wipe off my tears and grab my purse. I open her door and locked it once I was in. “Y/n?” Megan’s voice comes from the kitchen and I make my way there. I see her sticking two spoons into a carton of cookie dough ice cream. She takes my hand as she leads us to her couch.

“Max is asleep so cry all you want, he’s a heavy sleeper.” She refers to her fiancé and I nod. I take a huge bite of the ice cream before letting my ass breakdown.

“Scarlett wanted to see Jax tomorrow and you know how much I dislike her because of every time she lets him down. I was telling Luke this and he just defended her, he snapped at me and it broke my fucking heart.” I try to choke back the sobs as I turn my head to the side.

“What did he say, babe?” She asks and I wipe my tears off. “That I wasn’t his biological mom and he’d never be my birth child, so I had no say in it.” I put my palms on top of my eyes and let myself sob harder.

“I guess I am so upset over it because I’ve always subconsciously considered that Scarlett would just waltz back into Luke’s life and take both of them away from me. So in the end, she did.” I hiccup it out and she was rubbing my back gently, I just to steady my breathing.

“C’mon eat some ice cream so you’ll calm down, take some time to relax.” She coaxes and I take a nibble of some ice cream.

The irrational fear I had over Scarlett was stemmed from me starting off as Luke’s best friend. I had always had a crush on him but I never stepped in, I had fallen for someone so my crush surfaced. I never imagined I would end up in the spot of his girlfriend or a mother-figure, not that it mattered now.

“I think Luke probably feels guilty about the court situation, I know you’re going to jump to the fact of how he chose to do it and she put herself in that situation. It’s just that you’re only seeing it from your side as the girl who is taking care of Jax and is in love with Luke. You’re letting your momma bear side of you affect how open-minded you usually are. You’re personalizing it because you fear that you aren’t enough for either of them.” She voices and I would literally pay her to drop out of her psychiatry major.

“I know I’m being close-minded but how could I not when it comes to Scarlett?” I ask and she grabs my hand softly. “You’re his mom Y/n, it may not be by a natural source, but he is your son. I doubt that he enjoys hanging out with her rather than with you. You kiss him goodbye and went to the mother&son dance with him. He didn’t invite Scarlett, he invited you. I’m sure he loves to eat your French toast and make sure you’re the one who packs his lunch. Y/n he technically is yours.” She soothes and I take a deep breath in.

“I just don’t understand why Luke would say that.” I nibble on some more ice cream. “How many times have you ever had an argument with someone and you said something you instantly regretted because of something you didn’t mean?” She asks and I shrug, I knew where she was going with this. “A lot,” I mumble and she nods. “I’m not saying that he was in the right but he is your boyfriend of 3 years. If he didn’t want you in his life, he wouldn’t ask you to stay in his or his son's life. I know this for a fact because he literally interrogated me when I first came over.” She jokes and I smile at the memory.

She puts the lid back on the ice cream, she stands up and extends her hand to me. I get up with her and we go back into the kitchen. “I brought some clothes down earlier so that you could change into them.” She points to the chair and I just decided to change in here, she already said that Max was asleep.

“I want you to go to sleep on the couch and rest, you deserve to just sleep peacefully. I’ll go get the blankets and some pillows.” She says and I nod, I lay on the couch and stare up at the ceiling. She comes back quick and I stand back up to re-adjust. We both say our goodnights and she turns the light off on the way out.

——-

“Y/n, y/n.” Someone was shaking me awake, for a second I forgot the argument and I just assumed it was Jax. My eyes pop open and I see Megan’s figure standing over me.

“What’s up?” I groggily ask and she hands me the phone. “Luke is on mute but he’s called me twice now because there’s something wrong with Jax.” She says and I sit up quickly.

“Luke?” I ask frantically as I sit up, I was hardly asleep now. “I’m sorry for bothering you right now but Jax has been crying and screaming for you, it’s been 20 minutes now and he won’t calm down. Please come help me and I’ll be out of your hair.” He sounded helpless and I could even hear the yells. “Okay, I’m leaving soon.” I hung up the phone and passed it to her.

“Jax is freaking out, I’ve gotta go,” I say as I grab my other clothes and I throw on my shoes.

The drive home felt like a blur but then again I was probably driving too fast. I pull into the driveway and was almost a foot out of the door, I run up the steps and get my house key ready. When I opened the door I could still hear the yelling. I bound up the stairs and l see Luke pacing outside of his door.

“Luke?” I grab his attention and he looks up, his eyes were littered with tears and heavy bags underneath. “I know you didn’t want me to call you but I need you, he wanted you to do the thing that always helps.” He pulls his curls and I nod.

“Jaxton, sweetheart?” I ask and he couldn’t hear me over the cries. I sit beside him on the bed and touch his hand softly. “Jax?” I ask and the sobs quietened, he opened his eyes that were screwed shut.

He was basically crawling into my lap and I traded places with him, I let him lay on my stomach. I let him calm down in my arms as I pushed my fingers through his hair. Every so often I hear him hiccup a bit. “Remember what we always do when this happens?” I ask and he nods. “I get my favorite books to read to you.” He whispers quietly and I smile slightly.

“You’re right, so what book are we reading tonight?” I ask and he perks up, his tiny feet start to run over to his bookshelf. I’m still amazed at how smart this boy is.

“Pete the Cat: I Love My White Shoes.” He tells me and I smile, I’ve listened to this book at least 10 times.

Once he reads the book to me, I could tell that he felt better about his dream. He didn’t seem so scared and anxious, so I sit up to let him lay back down.

“Are you ready to tell me about your dream or do you want to wait until breakfast?” I ask and he nods. “I had a bad dream that you left me because you didn’t love me anymore.” He says and I felt tears spring to my eyes, my heart breaking more. “Hey, you know how much I love you! You’re my favorite, more than daddy.” I whisper the last part and his giggles flooded over the pain.

“But I went to daddy’s room and you weren’t there.” His lips start to wobble and I grab his hand. “Did you only look in the room?” I ask and he nods. “Well, I was downstairs! I accidentally fell asleep on the couch, as you do sometimes. I’m sorry sweetheart.” I kiss his hand and he sits back up to be in my arms.

“Don’t do it again. I don’t want you to leave me.” He demands and I started to feel like shit about the whole fight. I knew I was his mom, I didn’t care about what Luke said at this point because I’m the one who helps him when he’s like this. I’m the one who wakes him up and usually makes sure he has his favorite bowl of cereal. Maybe I was the help but it was mostly out of love because helping is what a real mother would do.

“I won’t leave you ever again, you’re my baby.” I kiss his forehead. “Is it okay if I call you mommy? I don’t like my other mommy.” He sounded upset and I felt good even though it was a negative request. “Of course you can, you can call me mommy whenever you want.” I smile down at him and he finally lays back down.

“You need your sleep so we can get up and play,” I tell him and he nods. “Goodnight mommy!” He yells excitedly and I literally couldn’t stop smiling. “Goodnight baby.” I kiss his forehead before tucking him in.

I walk out and sit on top of the staircase, I felt Luke’s presence as he sat down beside me. I didn’t want to address the elephant in the room because I was too happy over Jaxton calling me mommy.

“Can we talk?” Luke asks and the happy balloon popped. “Yeah, we need to,” I reply and he stands up. “Let’s do it somewhere else, I don’t want him to hear.” He says and I stand up too. We both walk down the stairs and make our way into the living room.

“I’m sorry y/n, I never meant to hurt your feelings. I know I’m an awful dad and boyfriend, I just am so stressed constantly. I feel guilty for how court turned out, I just always feel obligated to let her see him.” He explains and I nod, Megan would be great as a psychiatrist. Though next time I’m going to Lauren’s house because she’ll be angry with me instead of a mellow psychiatrist.

“First of all, you’re a great dad and even though we fight it doesn’t make you an awful boyfriend. I should’ve let you handle the situation with Scarlett, it was your problem to deal with. I do understand though, I know I’m not his mom but I want to be. I want to let him know I’m here for the long run. I don’t want to just leave things like we did tonight because I just witnessed how it affected Jax.” I sigh and Luke looked like he wanted to smile but he was unsure about it.

“Are you staying?” He asks and I nod slowly. “I’m still upset about what you said but I love you, I want to work through this. I may be the help or a babysitter, but you two have made my life better.” I tell him and he scrunches up his nose. He walks towards me and engulfs me in one of his bear hugs.

“You were never the help or the babysitter, you were just his mom. I never ever want you to think that and I’m sorry I said something I didn’t mean.” He spoke as he pulled away. I was still in his arms and I could see the tears coming up.

“I’m sorry that I left without resolving anything, we made a promise a long time ago to stop leaving things unsaid or fixed. I don’t want to lose you or Jax.” I felt my lip quiver, he kisses my forehead softly and I wrap my arms around his neck to pull him into another hug.

He lifts me up and starts to make his way up the stairs, he opens the door to our room and puts me on my side of the bed. He comes around the other side and lays down, moving closer to my side.

“Are we good, like for sure?” He asks and I nod. “We’re good, I love you,” I tell him and he leans forward to leave a kiss on my lips. He pulls back and just moves me into his arms, his hand was underneath my shirt. He was rubbing circles on my hips softly, I just rested in the crease of his neck.

“Scarlett texted me after you left.” He says and it killed the mood, way to go Luke. I pull myself back to see his face. “She said she changed her mind, said she had other plans.” He states and I wanted to laugh, but I didn’t want to start another fight over her. “So What did you say?” I ask and he grins a little.

“That Jaxton already had a mom and that she needed to stop asking to come over because in the end she just lets Jax down.” He sounded so sassy and it made me laugh, but my heart was full that he called me Jaxton’s mom.

“Sassy Luke for the comeback.” I joke and put myself back in his neck. He pulled back to kiss my jawline and cheeks, he moved to my lips. He was more passionate than usual, it seemed like he was trying to prove or fix us. His thumbs were rubbing both sides of my head, I was gripping his bare hip. He pulled away and just stared at me.

“You do know I think you’re the love of my life and that I share these things with you because I value your opinions, right?” He asks and I nod. “I understand now,” I admit and he nods, he kisses my lips once more.

“Would it be cliche to propose tonight?” He asks against my lips and I groan.

“Yes, so don’t do it tonight.”

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“C’mon Luke, we’re already late.” I tug his arm so he’d walk quicker. “Hey, that’s not my name!” He whines and comes to an absolute stop. “What? Of course it is, stop being silly!” I exclaim and try to tug his arm again.

He looked like a child having a temper tantrum, his arms were crossed and he looked so upset. “No, it’s not! Be respectful to me!” He groaned and I look behind me to see where we needed to be. “Your name is Luke and the boys are going to tease us if we’re any later. Let’s go, Luke!” I exclaim and he stomps his foot like an actual child.

“I’m not moving until you say my real name.” He demanded and I wanted to scream into the air. I grab his face and try to understand what the fuck he means. “You’re fucking name is Luke!” I say quietly and he scoffs. “No.”

“If you don’t start walking, I will not give you kisses for 2 days and I will walk away without you.” I jokingly threaten and his face falters. “Hey, you’re not playing nicely.” He pouts and I laughed, he looked so upset.

“Luke, be honest with me. What are you getting at?” I ask and he just sighs. “You only call me Luke when you’re angry, other than that you call me babe. You’re not calling me babe and I’m not moving.” He admits and I tried so hard not to giggle.

“I understand, Luke. I totally get it.” I tease and he whines. “Stop! You’re making me sad. I’m not Luke.” He groans and I tug at his hands, he allows me to hold them. “Fine, babe babe babe babe.” I kiss his hands repeatedly and he was smiling so big.

“God, you’re such a child! You’re making us late.” He exaggerates and starts to walk fast. I couldn’t even catch up with his long ass legs, so I just walked the speed I wanted. He comes to a quick halt and turns around to see that he was further away. “Well, pick up the pace!” He shouts as he runs back to me and lifts me in the air. He was running with me in his grip and then lets me down a few feet away from the restaurant, a little pushed back out of the public eye.

“You do understand that we are in public, right?” I ask as I stand in front of him, he nods slowly. “Yep.” He pops the p-sound. “You’re such a dork.” I roll my eyes and he smiles. “I am and you love it. You shouldn’t even be surprised anymore.” He was grinning as his face inches down to my height.

“You know the boys are going to accuse us having sex and that’s why we’re late.” I push him back a little but he grabbed ahold of my hand. “I mean we’re already late, we can do whatever you want, wherever you want.” He smirks and I pull his bomber jacket to put his face in front of me. I could tell he anticipating something just as raunchy.

“Cool trick, Luke,” I say his name and he pulls back with a huff. “What a killjoy and that’s not my name, sweetheart.” He puffs and I smile to myself.

“Okay, let’s just go in. We’re already 25 minutes late, they’re going to destroy us.” I tug his hand and he puts his face close to mine. “One good make-out session so your lipstick is a little smeared. It’ll give them something to feed off of.” He was super close to my lips and I pushed him back again.

“Sorry, I have a boyfriend. I’m actually waiting for him to get here so we can go inside that really nice restaurant. Sorry!” I say as I start walking closer to the door of the restaurant. “Fine! You’re so paying for this later.” He said as he grabs ahold of my hand as we enter the restaurant.

“Hey! I told you it’d work!” Ashton started to giggle and Luke gave me a look. “What worked?” He asks and Calum just smirked as he drank some wine. “Oh, we decided to tell you guys that our reservation was 30 minutes ago so you’d show up on time.” Michael butted in and Calum leans forward a little.

“Her lipstick isn’t fucked up, they didn’t even fuck! This was a pointless bet.” Calum groans and I gasp. “You guys are assholes.” I roll my eyes and sit beside Crystal. “I had no say in it.” She says as she puts her hands up. I was glad that there wasn’t an empty chair beside me.

“Luke, you have to sit by Ashton. Sorry!” I sarcastically tell him and he frowns. “Oh no, she called him Luke. He is definitely not getting any.” Calum joked and I flipped him off. “Swear I’m staying home next time,” I say under my breath, I knew it was all harmless joking.

“I’m staying with you,” Crystal says and we both picked up the wine glasses that she had filled. “Amen.” We clinked our glasses together.

“I’m just so offended.” Luke pouts from across the table, I smile over my glass.

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Angstsy with a little fluff.

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“You denied my FaceTime call.” I could basically hear the pout in Luke’s voice. “Yeah, I just don’t look good right now.” Well, it wasn’t a lie, but it wasn’t the whole truth. “Pft, you can look amazing in a trash bag for all I care.” Luke sounded slightly annoyed but mostly joking.

I didn’t want him to see what room I was in because it definitely wasn’t our house, the last thing I need is for Luke to ask a thousand different questions.

Two days ago, I had a huge ass pain in my side. Turns out I have a chronic appendix that I never knew was chronic, so the pain hit me like a 2-ton truck and basically, I passed out. Then, I got a concussion from passing out and now I’m waiting for my head to get better before they can do the surgery. I have bruises all over my face and arms from hitting the floor and the last thing Luke needs to see before a show is his girlfriend filled with bruises and in a hospital bed.

“You’ve been acting weird for the past 2 days, is there something I should be worried about?” He asks and I could tell he was overly worried. “Nope, just been getting shit-faced drunk every night and out partying.” I joke and I hear him scoff. “Yeah, really funny.” He says and I scrunch up my face a little. “It was a joke, it’s not like that’s not what you guys do every night after a show. What would be any different if I was doing it?” I ask and I really didn’t mean for a joke to go this far.

“Well, you hardly drink and I can imagine that getting drunk would elude that something is wrong. Are you mad at something or someone?” He asks like he’s searching for an answer. “Luke, I said that I’m not even getting drunk. I literally don’t understand how you can’t take a joke.” I sigh and brush my fingers through my hair.

“Y/n, I can take a joke and on most days I know that you’re joking. You’re just acting really fucking weird. Is it okay for me to be concerned for you? Or is that asking for too much?” He snaps and I roll my eyes. “Yeah, it’s a lot to ask for since you never cared beforehand. You hardly call me Luke, so it’s not that big of a deal now that you’re actually on the phone.” I fumed and I heard him sigh on the other side.

“Are you sure that you’re okay?” He asks and I groan. “Yes Luke, I’m fine,” I say and he starts moving around on the other end of the line. “We play Atlanta in an hour and then we have a few days break before Nashville, so I’ll probably not come home.” He says, I finally realized that was what he wanted to avoid and tried to make a scene over it. Luckily for me, I didn’t have to let him know I was in a hospital.

“Goodbye, Luke,” I mumble after a short and quiet period. “Bye, I love you.” He says and I tried to smile. “I love you too.” I end the call and put my phone down beside me on the bed.

“Miss Y/L/N, it’s time for your pain medicine.” The nurse that I actually like says as she knocks quietly. “Thank god, my head is pounding,” I admit and her face contorted, she looked worried now. “Not from my concussion but from a personal life thing, I’m not gonna die. Promise.” I add and I see relief flood her.

“You seem lonely in here.” She says cautiously, putting something on my IV hook. “Yeah, but I’m used to being alone at home so this is no different,“ I mumble as I twirl the engagement ring on my finger. I loved the ring, but sometimes I felt like it took up too much space on my finger.

“No family around?” She asks and I nod. “My parents live very far away and my fiancé travels a lot, it’s usually just me and Petunia, our dog,” I explain and she gives me a sympathetic smile. “But there is one girl who visits every day at the same time, isn’t there?” She asks and I nod.

“That’s Louisa, she is my friend who took me to the hospital, she gets off work and comes to see me. I was lucky enough that I woke up and called her, if not I’d probably be dead on my floor.” I admit and she just nods. I honestly had to beg Louisa not to call Luke, I didn’t want him to drop tour and fly to be with me. I couldn’t do that to the fans.

“Well, on a higher note; the doctor reviewed your case this afternoon and thinks it’s time for your appendix to come out. It’s only going to get worse and since your head is getting better, we need to get the appendix out.” She says and I nod. “So, when do I have to stop eating?” I ask and she looks at her watch.

“It’s 6:30, so you have till 12. Do you want me to get you any snacks from the nurses' station?” She asks and I shake my head. “I’ll text my friend and ask her to pick me up some food,” I say and she nods. “Okay, I’ll leave you alone now. Bye girl.” She says and closes the door on the way out.

I quickly text my friend and then situate myself on the uncomfortable bed. I watch some reruns of I Love Lucy and eat some of the ice chips they put in my cup. “Knock knock.” Louisa’s voice catches my attention and I wave her in.

“It looked pretty lonely in here, I brought some balloons to cheer it up.” She said and put the balloons on the bedside table by the phone.

“Thanks, I’m sorry you had to stop and get some food. They say I’m having my appendix out tomorrow and I won’t be able to eat past midnight.” I explain and she nods, sitting beside me. “Well, it’s no problem. You’re in a hospital bed with a concussion and a fucked up appendix, the least I could do is stop by Subway.” She jokes and puts the sandwich in front of me.

“Well, I appreciate it,” I mumble and she tilts her head slightly. “You seem upset, I mean you have all the reasons to be, but you seem really down.” She voices and I nod my head. “Luke and we’re bickering, they have a couple days off after the show tonight and said he wouldn’t be coming home. I know I’ve asked you not to tell and I haven’t said anything, but it hurts to know he isn’t coming home regardless if I was sick. I know it’ll be a waste of a trip and it’ll make him unbelievably anxious over it, but I guess I still feel upset.” I twirl the ring so more and then I take it off.

“Woah, put the ring that costs more than my entire life back on your finger.” She warns and I laugh a little. “I’m not going to break up with Luke, I just want you to take it so they won’t lose it tomorrow during surgery.” I chuckle and she takes it like a child afraid of being scolded.

“Put it on your finger or something, I’ll get it back from you tomorrow night,” I say as she continued to be really cautious. “Holy fuck, this weights like thirty pounds.” She examines her finger and I was almost empty without it on me.

“It doesn’t weigh 30 pounds.” I laugh and she pulls her phone out of her pocket. “Oh god, the babysitter is calling. I’ve most likely got to be at home, so I love you so much. I’ll see you tomorrow night and if you need me to call off work, I’m here. I will not lose this gorgeous ring.” She kisses my cheek softly and sprints out the door, phone clutched by her ear.

I eat the rest of my sandwich and push the table away from me, I turn off the light above me and turn on my side. I started to look at my empty finger and my heart hurt (worse than my appendix), I really miss Luke and I wished that we never got into an argument about us so I could ask him to be here with me.

—

I hear sniffles and it wakes me up, well that and the pain in my stomach. I look down to see Luke’s curls sprawled across my arms, he was literally grasping my hand so tight.

“Luke?” I shove him a little and his head shoots up, his eyes were bloodshot. “You’re awake, I’m sorry. I know you need your sleep.” He wipes his eyes harshly and I just reach out for his hand.

“What are you doing here?” I ask and he gives me a look. “Well, let's start with the obvious fact that you’re laid across a hospital bed.” He sasses and I roll my eyes. “Let’s try this again, how did you find out?” I ask and honestly, I expected like a fan to have seen me come in and they posted it all over Instagram. “Louisa called me around 7:30 but it went to voicemail and then I got her text that said I needed to listen to the voicemail.” He explains with some more sniffles and I nod slowly. I knew she would pull this.

“What did her voicemail say?” I ask and he sighs deeply. “Y/n is in the hospital and has been for days, she has a bad concussion and will be going into surgery tomorrow to get her appendix out. Sorry, we both lied to you, thanks bye.” He repeats it and my eyes widen.

“I listened to it the whole plane ride here and it’s burned in my mind. I honestly thought you were like unresponsive- type of bad concussion. I was so fucking worried and then I thought of our small fight this afternoon and I felt worse because you were fighting to get better and I was literally making it worse. I’m such an asshole.” He groans and turns his head so I can’t see him cry. Even though he was profusely crying, I was happy to see him in person.

“Look at all of these bruises on you, maybe if I would have called you more often then you could’ve told me how your stomach had been feeling. Or that you decided to stop wearing the ring and that you probably hate the fact that I’m here right now.” He continues on and I didn’t even have the chance to reply by the time more words flowed out of his mouth.

“I honestly haven’t been a good fiancé and I’m so sorry.” He was sobbing by this point and wasn’t making any eye contact. “Luke.” I tug his arm and he keeps his head low. “Please, if you want me to go, I will.” He sniffles and I tug his arm again.

“C’mon, get up here you big dork. I want you to hold me.” I demand and he looks up quickly. “Really?” He sounded so hopeful and I nod, scooting over to make enough room for the giant. “Luke, the last thing I thought about when I fell asleep was that I wish you here and that we never argued. I’m sorry that I left you in the dust, but I knew you’d give up a lot of tour dates to be here. I didn’t want you to let the fans down.” I admit and he starts to make himself comfortable, he pushed a few hairs out of my eyes.

He was running his calloused thumb across my hand. “I gave my ring to Louisa because I didn’t want a nurse to lose it when I was in surgery. I promise that I still love you and I will put it back on the minute I’m out of surgery.” I tell him and he grins. “I’m sorry.” He says again and I shake my head.

“Hey, we’re both done with apologies now. Let’s just sleep because I need it and so do you.” I wrap my fingers around the ringlet curls in front of his eyes.

- “y/n i’m hungry”

- long movie nights

- him falling asleep during the movie

- “luke wake up”

- amusement parks 24/7

- flirtatious smacks on the butt

- “luke stop that”

- “no”

- getting to see atl bc let’s be real alex and luke yess

- him letting you do his eyebrows

- “y/n this hurts like hell”

- soft giggles when you’re feeling flustered

- “luuuke”

- being the one he calls when he’s homesick

- picking him up at the airport at like 1 am

- “i missed you more than i should’ve”

Hopeless Crush Part 2 (Luke Hemmings)

You choked on a sob, holding a hand over your mouth as you pushed through the sea of students struggling to get to their next class without getting trampled, too preoccupied with their own safety to notice a girl in distress. Except you weren’t running late to class, you were desperately fighting to make it to the 5th floor girl’s bathroom that no one ever went into. You preferred to call it your ‘hideaway,’ in school that is. You weren’t one to skip class but you had to eat lunch somewhere, right? Besides, that’s just what you had right now, lunch. Lunging yourself through the door, you breathed out a sigh, pressing the palm of your hand to your forehead. You slumped down against the old, wooden frame whilst it creaked shut in the process. ‘Did I overreact? God, why am I so emotional? It’s not like this hasn’t happened before.’ You had a habit of blaming yourself, and overthinking. Your thoughts were sharply interrupted by someone ripping the door open, your back losing contact with the cool wood. Your first instinct was to wipe under your eyes and straighten out your appearance. “Don’t bother,” The voice sends chills up your spine, you knew exactly who it belonged to, almost too well. No one other than Luke Hemmings steps over you in one long stride, not bothering to shoot you a glance. Your froze up, your hand still clutching onto the strap of your bag. ‘What was he doing here? In an abandoned girls’ bathroom during lunch?’ Forcing your eyes off of him, you scrambled to your feet, sniffling. Luke popped open one of the windows, leaning on the frame as he lit a cigarette, pressing it between his lips. ‘God, those lips.’ You shook your head, surprisingly finding your voice at a time like this. He seemed to pay no attention to you, just like always, just like everyone else. “W-what are you doing here? No one ever comes here… And plus this is the girls’ bathroom, you can’t even be here. This is my hideout, you can’t just barge in here and pay me no attention.” The words tumbled out of your mouth before you could stop yourself. You knew fully well you were acting and speaking irrationally but you couldn’t care less. He just invaded the only place you felt at peace at in this wretched school. Luke glanced over his shoulder, an amused smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. You wanted to slap it right off. If only you could reach his face. “You do realize I couldn’t care less,” He licked his tongue, flicking at the cigarette now held between his fingers which only angered you. In three long strides, he closed the distance between you, your anger crumbling along with your confidence. “I know about your little crush, well this is as close as you’re going to get, enjoy it while it lasts,” He whispered huskily in your ear, goosebumps rising on your skin as your eyes stayed fixed on his shoulder. With a slight scoff, he chucked the remains of his cigarette on the floor, swiftly exiting the bathroom, leaving you speechless and your eyes brimmed with tears. Exactly, how you were left after every interaction with the devil.

fuck, i did it again, hope you like it tho x

♡ FOLLOW AND REQUEST ♡

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You stood in the kitchen, drying up the newly washed dishes your mother had so kindly left for you to dry up before leaving for work, when you peered out the window to see your big brother Michael sat in the hot tub already getting wasted with his mates.

You see Michael is in a band, 5 Seconds of Summer, and as much as you hated to admit it, they were rather good and being the baby sister of the guitarist had it’s perks. Everyday that Michael was home from tour, him and his bandmates; Ashton, Luke and Calum, were always hanging around at yours, getting drunk, playing video games whatever they wanted really. And too be honest you weren’t one to object.

You have had a crush on lead singer Luke Hemmings for as long as you could remember. His beautiful blond hair, striking blue eyes were nothing compared to the beauty inside him. Whenever you were down, Luke was always there for you to help solve your problems or just give you a hug, he was more of a big brother to you than Michael was who barely acknowledged your existence any more; ever since the boys became big. But that’s probably all he would ever see you as, a younger sister-like figure. And that broke you apart.

You were pulled out of your daydream by the sound of a glass smashing on the floor that had slipped from between your fingertips. You silently cursed yourself for being such a klutz. But before you knew it you were on your hands and knees picking up the shards of glass from the floor.

“Dayum baby Clifford” you knew straight away from his broad accent that Luke had just appeared behind you. You once again cursed yourself when you realised all you were wearing was you brothers oversized flannel shirt done up and a pair of underwear.

You quickly stood up and tried to cover yourself up a bit more, feeling self conscious and exposed in front of Luke.

“No need to be self conscious (Y/N) you look uh beautiful” he said as he awkwardly scratched the back of his head, a nervous habit you had picked up one when you first met him.

You feel you cheeks begin to burn up at this compliment “Thanks luke but we both know that is in no way true” You became highly embarrassed and tried to bard past him to go up to you room. However, you were stopped in your tracks by Luke’s hand clasping around your wrist and pulling you backwards so that you were mere inches from one another.

“(Y/N), you know that it’s true, I thought you were perfect from the first time I ever met you. And I am going to spill my heart out now and tell you that i really like you (Y/N) I always have and how you haven’t noticed yet is beyond me! But I’m serious and I know you probably don’t feel the same but I had to tell you now otherwise I never would have.”

You stood the with a look of surprise on your face as you have just been told that you crush of 5 years feels the same. “I…uh…Luke” You were about to tell him you felt the same only to be cut off by Luke’s lips crashing against yours. Feelings of complete euphoria filled you and you were in a world that was completely new, but you couldn’t get enough.

You both broke apart and caught your breath as you heads rested against each others. “I really like you too Luke." You managed to breath out and the smile grew upon his face making him look like the cheshire cat.

“Well then (Y/N) would you do me the honour of being my girlfriend?”

“Take me on a date first and then we will see” You winked at him.

“A girl I have to chase…I like it”