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taleofharrison · 4 years
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Better Now | Luke Hemmings
Summary: Reader makes her break-up official. (Part 2 to Catch You)
Warnings: an agnsty scene towards the end and a brief mention of violence I think.
Requested: Yes by two lovely anons.
Word Count: 1398
A/N: I wrote the first part of this (which you can find here) with a second part in mind and when I saw the anons asking for it made me feel really happy so thank you for sending them too you motivated me to write it.
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"You're sure Sean is not going to be here?" Michael asked once again as they parked in front of what used to be Y/N and Sean's home.
"I'm sure," she said once again "He's usually at work until around 8 or 9 pm so we have time"
The four Aussie boys decided they would all go with Y/N to pack and pick up her stuff from what used to be her place. Y/N felt weird she hadn't even thought about the possibility of this happening. She was more than ready for a long serious relationship.
"You ready?" Luke asked bringing her back to reality. She took her hand and hoped off Michael's car.
"Yeah let's go" she sighed.
As Y/N entered the house she felt everything coming back to her. She remembered how excited and nervous she felt when she accepted to move in with Sean, she remembered the day she brought all her stuff over to his place, the hope she felt inside of her quickly was replaced by sadness and fear and the moment Sean hit her came taking away everything she felt for him.
"Alright so...who wants to go pack my stuff in the studio?" she asked turning to see her best friends "It's just my books and my computer" she informed.
"Ash and I can do it" Michael offered and Ashton nodded. Both men disappearing in the room as Y/N organized the plan.
"Great! Uhm Calum do you think you can pack up all the china in those cabinets?" Y/N asked him "It belonged to my grandmother" Calum nodded taking a few boxes from the ones they had brought.
"And Luke and I are packing all my clothes and stuff from my bedroom" Luke walked behind her following her and she took a suitcase from the closet.
"How do you feel?" Luke was keeping all her make up in a purse.
"I-I feel...I'm not gonna lie this feels so surreal," she said "I never thought I'd be doing this but if I don't, I don't know what's next thing he's going to do"
Luke nodded. He had been crushing on her for a long time although he never acted on his feelings when he was ready to do something about it she introduced Sean into their lives. He wanted to hate him find a flaw but he couldn't. Sean seemed nice and you were happy but now his true colors came to life and even though Luke had found what he wanted to find a flaw he was furious about this whole situation.
"You can start packing my clothes," she said opening the suitcase "and I will go for my stuff in the bathroom"
"Y/N. Mike and I just finished packing up everything" Ashton informed you slightly opening the bathroom door "Do you need help with something else?"
"No, Luke is helping me with my stuff in the bedroom you can start taking the boxes to the car though," she asked "or help Calum if he hasn't finished"
"Okay" Ashton whispered.
"Is Y/N here?" Sean's voice caught her off guard. She thought he'd be at work.
Michael, Ashton, and Luke rushed to the living room, Y/N behind them "No, you stay here" Luke said once she noticed her presence behind him. Y/N didn't want to but for some odd reason she listened to Luke.
"Ah you guys are here too" Sean said once he noticed the rest of the band "Is Y/N here? I really have to talk to here"
"You're fucking kidding me" Luke scoffed taking a step in front of him "after what you did to her"
"Hey! It was a mistake" Sean defended himself "I really feel bad about it and I want to apologize"
"You're not going to talk to her or get near her. I won't allow it" he hissed. Luke was getting really angry and annoyed by his attitude.
"This is not of your business mate" Sean chuckled "You can keep playing best friend for as long as you want but I know you're in love with her and at the end of the day she picked me"
That was enough for Y/N it was time to come out or the situation would have ended up in a fight and that was the last she wanted.
"I'm here" she spoke entering the living room. The 5 men in the room turned to look at her "Guys can you please take the boxes to the car please?"
Reluctantly Ashton, Michael, and Calum obeyed but Luke stood by her there was no way he would leave her alone.
"Luke please I need to do this on my own" Y/N pleaded. Luke sighed but listened and understood the situation finally leaving her alone.
The sound of the door closing was the cue for Sean to start talking "You took out all your stuff"
"Yeah, I'm leaving" Y/N stated "We-I'm breaking up with you right now"
"Y/N you can't be serious" Sean scoffed "I'm sorry I was angry and I shouldn't have reacted that way just please give me a chance. You know I love you"
He had puppy eyes, he looked like he was truly sorry and he regretted the black eye he gave her. Y/N could have forgiven him at that moment and when the thought briefly ran through her mind she shooked her head.
"NO!" she screamed "You showed you didn't love me at all when your fist hit my eye! That was a warning sign, hell! you were giving me warning signs I didn't see before that"
Y/N exhaled calming herself "I have to put myself and my safety first. I don't know what you're capable of and honestly, I don't find to find out...goodbye Sean"
"And what now?" he retorted looking at Y/N who was about to open the door and finally leave for good "are you going to run to Luke's arms? Like we never happened"
"At least he truly cares for me" those were her last words before finally closing the door behind her.
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"He's going to be alright mate" Ashton assured Luke who was freaking out walking in circles next to the car.
"Ash you don't know that" Luke pulled his hair out again "I shouldn't have left her alone"
"We didn't want to leave her there either but it's not up to us" Ashton spoke again "we care about her to she's our friend but this is something she had to do alone"
Luke sighed. Ashton was right but Cory was also right, he had been crushing on her for a few months actually but he never really acted on his feelings and when he finally had the guts to do it she brought Sean to picture "I just want her to be safe"
When the four boys saw Y/N coming out felt like a wave of relief had hit them. She had a couple of tears in the corner of her eyes and the stain of tears in her cheeks but she looked different like the one girl they met before Sean came in the picture was back and they were more than happy about it.
“Are you okay?” Luke asked her once she took a seat next to him.
"Yes, a lot better now" she smiled at her friends.
Michael drove back to Luke's house and help her get the boxes down into the house. Y/N tried to convince them to stay and have a drink but they wanted to leave Luke and Y/N alone to talk about what Sean had said.
"Maybe another time" Michael declined "Right now rest and have something to eat okay?"
The three Aussie men hugged her tight telling her how proud and happy they were and said their goodbyes to Luke to finally leave them alone.
"So -uhm- do you want to talk about what Sean said or...?" Luke looked up at her. He genuinely didn't know what to answer.
"Y/N I-he wasn't wrong" he looked down to his shoes "I do have strong feelings for you and I was stupid enough to let you go by not doing anything about it"
"For obvious reasons, I'm not ready for a new relationship right now," she said "but...never say never"
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wicked-archer · 3 years
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NOW The Drug In Me Is You
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Chapter 4- Lost On You Summary- Ashton and Luke get into an argument and Louis gets an unexpected phone call. Find it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27688169
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lilacsos · 5 years
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i loved you first LH
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A/N: Ok so, this one is kinda sad. I mean, it's real sad. Basically, I just can’t allow Luke to be in a happy relationship when I write. Also, this song is based off/ inspired by the song “i loved you first” by joan (my newest obsession. Seriously the band is amazing) and the lyrics are all in italics. Lastly, that gif. Luke be looking into my soul
Requested: I suppose
Words: 2128
Pairing: Luke Hemmings x reader
*Warnings*: Cheating, you cheated on Luke, Lu gets some hate but not into detail, fucking poor Luke man, this bitch you cheated on Luke with is named David, FUCK YOU DAVID
Summary: Luke knew that you had been cheating on him for quite some time. He knows he should let you go before you hurt him even more but it’s hard because you’re the love of his life.
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     It wasn’t that Luke didn’t know you were cheating on him. Of course, he knew. Luke wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed but he saw it clearly. He first noticed how you went out with your friends more. Luke really didn’t think much of it until your best friend called asking him if you were ok since you hadn’t hung out with her in a month. That got him thinking; if you weren’t out with your friends, who was it? Luke really tried not to dwell on it because he knew if he did, he’d start assuming the worst and confront you and ruin everything. He could just be overreacting and maybe you just made some new friends. Friends you didn’t tell him about. That was the first sign and Luke tried to forget it but the thought was always in the back of his mind. So when you became more secretive, like hiding your phone every time it rang, he wanted to believe it was all fine but the voice in the back of his head wouldn’t let him rest. When you smiled at your phone, stepped away to take a phone call, came in late, snuck out of the house late at night, or came home smelling like cheap cologne, he could feel his heart break.
          If I could be honest
          I feel like I'm losing you
     Luke asked around, checking to see if other people noticed anything up with you or knew anything. Either no one knew or no one was willing to answer but one night, he had all he needed. He stayed up late, waiting for you to get back and once you did, he saw the hickeys on your neck. He thought about confronting you and breaking up with you but he couldn’t. He loved you. He loved you so much that he was willing to let his heart break over and over. He could feel you fading away from him. The lack of emotion when you two spent time together was really his first clue. You avoided him any chance you got. He was losing you. So, his plan was to try to bring you back to him; he wanted to make you love him again. He would make sure to plan extra dates, sit close to you on the couch, or hold your hand at random times in public because he thought it would help. Luke did everything in his power to try to make you see him. Nothing was helping. You were still sneaking out late at night or coming home at three in the morning, smelling like some other guy.
          Do you even notice? Yeah
          How perfect I am for you
     Could you just not see that he was perfect for you? Luke always thought you guys were perfect together and he felt like you did too. You guys could talk for hours about nothing at all and still have a good time. You fit perfectly in his side when he pulled you in. You could make him laugh without even trying to and you even thought he was funny. He really thought that everything in your relationship was perfect and that he was perfect for you. He knew you were perfect for him. You were the one for him.
          You keep running away when I need you most
          Running away when I get too close
     Luke tried his hardest to keep you close but it seemed like every time he tried, you kept moving away from him. He’d ask if you wanted to go on a date or talk about what has been going on lately but every time, you’d make an excuse. If Luke wanted to talk on the phone or even text, suddenly you were busy. Luke didn’t know what was going on but one night, he had gotten some pretty bad hate. Usually, he just ignores it but this time, it really hurt and he was at a loss. He called you maybe three or four times but you never answered him. He sent text after text, hoping that you would answer him and come home so he could just spend time with you. But you didn’t. Luke spent that night at Ashton’s house, crying in his friend’s arms while you were out, probably doing that guy. That night, Luke understood how terrified he was that you were really going to leave him. He didn’t want you to go and part of him hoped that you didn’t want to leave either. He hoped for that, but he knew what was happening. You found someone else.
          My heart is full but yours is running out
          I think I'm afraid of what comes next
     Was this the end? Was he going to lose you forever because of some other guy? He was terrified that this would be the end of your relationship. People talk about how they try to stay friends after a breakup but everyone knows it doesn’t work. Luke knew it doesn’t work. Now the pressure really was on. He had to fix your relationship if he even wanted a chance of staying in your life.
          Yeah, I'm afraid you've lost your head
          Baby you know that I loved you first
     Sometimes, Luke found himself thinking about your first date. He took you out to dinner at some place very nice. He wore a suit and you dressed up, looking radiant. The night was spent laughing, telling jokes, and sharing stories about your lives. The food was amazing but Luke didn’t want the night to end there. He told you he had something else planned when in reality, he had no idea what else to do. The two of you drove aimlessly for an hour, talking even more until Luke got an idea. He drove the two of you to a close by beach. It was dark and cold and the both of you were not dressed for the occasion but that didn’t stop either of you. Luke tore off his socks and shoes, rolled up his pant legs, and waddled into the water. Soon enough, you followed him in, splashing him the first second you could. That resulted in Luke chasing you through the water and along the shore. You played this little game for a while until Luke grew bored and grabbed you by the wrist, pulling you against his chest. One hand came to rest on your cheek, thumb swiping over your bottom lip while his other hand moved from your wrist to your waist. He took in every detail of your face, spending time to look at everything and memorize it. He noted the shape of your eyes and their color, the curve of your lips, the slant of your nose, and everything else. He closed his eyes and brought his lips down to meet yours and as cliché as it was, Luke felt fireworks going off.
          But now, you're in love with somebody else
          You're in love with somebody else
     Whoever this person was, you loved them. You didn’t have to say it because Luke could see it. He saw it on your face whenever you smiled at your phone. He heard it in your voice as you talked to them in hushed whispers late at night. He remembered when you loved him. He remembered the way your eyes would light up when he came to sit with you. He still had pictures on his phone that the boys had sent; they were photos of you looking at your phone when he texted or the smile on your face as you called him. He would never forget the way you held him close one night and promised him that you would never leave him.
          Would you be honest?
          Tell me what you see in him
     Why were you doing this? Was he not good enough for you? Did this other guy give you something he couldn’t? Was he better looking? Did he have more money? Was he smarter, funnier, cooler, nicer than he was? What was it about this guy that you seemed to like so much? Luke decided it was time he found out who this dude that stole his girlfriend was. He did some digging, sneaking to look at your phone late at night, asking the boys to spend time with you and see if something was weird. He even went as far as to have Michael stake out the house and follow you one night. Michael followed you to a bar where you met up with some guy. Michael being the good friend he is, snuck in and sat close by you two so he could listen to your conversation. He told Luke that the guy seemed lame. He said he wasn’t funny, smart, or good at talking to people. You and the guy had nothing in common so there had to be another reason you were out with him. Luke didn’t know what it could have been that attracted you to him. Michael kept a secret from Luke for about a week until he came clean. He told Luke that the guy, whose name was David as he learned, told you he loved you. You said it back.
          Does he really love you? Yeah
          Like you know that I can, yeah
     But does this David really love you? What if he was using you? What if David knew you were dating Luke and he thought it would make him famous? He’d be known as the guy that broke up Luke Hemmings and his girlfriend. Maybe David was only using you for your body and sex? This guy probably couldn’t care less about you or your life or hopes and dreams. Luke did though. Luke wanted nothing more than to see you achieve your goals. He had spent countless time and money trying to help you. He loved every part about you and would do anything for you. Would David?
          You keep running away when I need you most
          Running away when I get too close
          My heart is full but yours is running out
          I think I'm afraid of what comes next
          Yeah, I'm afraid you've lost your head
          Baby you know that I loved you first
          But now, you're in love with somebody else
          You're in love with somebody else
      Luke paced around your shared apartment, thinking over what he was about to do. The boys had given him advise on what he should do but Luke wasn’t sure. Were they right? None of the boys were in this relationship and none of them knew what you two had. They didn’t know the love that you two shared. Or, the love you two once shared. That love was falling away and he had no idea what happened. Was it something he said? Was it something he did? Luke spent those five months after he learned you were cheating, beating himself up. He could only assume he did something wrong. Why else would you be doing this if it wasn’t his fault?
          You keep running away
          (You're in love with somebody else)
          My heart is full but yours is running out
          (You're in love with somebody else)
          I think I'm afraid, ooh
          (You're in love with somebody else)
          Baby you know that I loved you first
          But now
     At four in the morning, you snuck through the front door, hoping not to wake Luke. To your surprise, he was sat on the couch, watching you come in. He stood, heart pounding loudly in his chest as he made his way to you. His hands easily found yours, bringing them to rest on his face. His eyes searched yours, looking for anything at all that showed him you still loved him. When his search came up empty, tears fell from his eyes. Despite the tears, he leaned down and kissed you for what was the first time in months. It was cold, empty. There really was nothing there. You didn’t love him anymore.
          You're in love with somebody else
          You're in love with somebody else
          You're in love with somebody else
          You're in love with some, you're in love with some           You're in love with somebody else
          You're in love with somebody else
          You're in love with somebody else
          You're in love with some, you're in love with some
     Luke pulled away from you, knowing if he stood too close, he’d chicken out. He would chicken out just like he did seven months ago when he was going to propose. He still had the ring in his bedside table, waiting for you. Hands shaking, he choked on his words as he finally confronted you. “If I could be honest, I feel like I’m losing you.”
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lukescaboose · 6 years
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Forgetting You
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It’s currently 3:30 am here in New York and I’ve been up writing this angsty Luke fic because we all know I love nothing more. And yes this is the part two to Don’t touch me if you don’t want me. I bet you could totally guess what songs I used as inspo for this. But overall I hope you enjoy this and are satisfied. 
Warnings: angst
Wordcount: 4785
It’d been six months. Six long stressful months filled with heartbreak, stress, and anything but peace. It felt like forever. Forever since I felt like a had my sanity. Lately I had been feeling like I was completely losing my mind. And Luke was to blame. He didn’t believe me when I said I wouldn’t come back to him. I meant it with everything I had in me. I knew my worth and I knew that sometimes love wasn’t enough. I refused to be a pawn in his game.
Of course it’s been hard. Ignoring his texts and emails and phone calls was the hardest part. Every time I saw his name somewhere I wanted to pick up the phone to call him and let him know that I was alright. I wanted to be with him, so fucking badly, but I refused to be used. I didn’t like how he made me feel disposable, like I was so completely worthless to him. He was my everything, whether he knew it or not. The time that I spent with him, I spent loving him. There was never a moment I doubted my love for him. Many times I thought he would be the one I would marry. But, he broke me too easily and I never wanted to feel that again. He did something I thought he’d never do. I never wanted him to think that I was any less important than his work. He made a commitment to me, and if he wasn’t willing to compromise that was his choice. He’d made the choice and I stepped out of the way, making it easier for him. He failed to treat me like a human being. I was nothing more than an accessory to him. 
It took me a while to come to terms with that, that part of my life was over. I didn’t have a partner anymore. There was no one I was willing to share this life with. After crashing at my sisters for a while and then gathering myself up and renting an apartment, I felt ready to move on. I rid him from my life piece by piece in stages. First was the crying, the long nights of screaming and wondering how he could do this to me. Next was the ignorance. Pretending it had never happened, not looking at pictures and ignoring songs that made me think of him. I was void of any feeling at this time, a hollow remainder of what was left of me after Luke. I had finally recognized that half of me was missing and it was showing. I felt as if I couldn’t function. I wanted so hard to crawl back to him just to fill the hole that he had wrecked. But, I stayed strong and reminded myself why I needed to go. Love wasn’t enough. Lastly, after coming to terms with the situation in its entirety, I let myself enjoy the things that made me think of Luke. I wanted to remember the relationship for the good that it was and not the shitty way it had ended. So I listened to the music, and I viewed the photos. And through empty tears I went back to our old house and packed away my things. 
Entering our bedroom had been the hardest part. The bed was made on my side only, as if I had never left. His side was messy because he could never make the bed on his own and the sight had made me smile, he hadn’t changed. In the kitchen things were messy so I cleaned them up, I felt it was the least I could do. It would be selfish of me to believe that Luke wasn’t hurting too, but I knew that this would be better for both of us. He needed to figure things out with his career and I needed my space to just be me. And he needed to just be him. As I put away the dishes, I recognized my favorite mug in the same spot I had left it. My thumb swiped over the cool porcelain of the stained rim. My favorite lipstick I wore everyday faded on the white paint. A sigh left my lips and my brain went to the first place it always had whenever I saw something that reminded me of us. I began to wonder what things could’ve been like. I wondered if I had fought hard enough, if I was just overreacting. Ultimately, I blamed the failed relationship on young love. The time we spent together may have been too much. Maybe this was inevitable. If it were meant to be maybe we would find our way back to each other. 
When I wasn’t selfishly absorbed with my own pain and suffering, I thought about his. I wondered if he were okay, if he was confiding in anyone else. I wanted his happiness and nothing else. Everyone deserves to be happy. Even if I wasn’t, I hoped that he could be. I hoped that he could find happiness in his music and that he would surround himself with friends that cared about him. I knew he had a habit of bottling things inside so I hoped that he wouldn’t do that. I hoped that he would talk to someone and not let it eat him alive. But sometimes, sometimes my sadistic mind chose to believe that he wasn’t unhappy at all. That this was what he wanted, even though I knew it wasn’t true. I always answered his phone calls at least once during the week, sometimes more, just to talk. He always said that he was miserable, the worst he’d ever felt and was so completely sorry and I believed him. I believed that he was sorry, but I also believed that there was truth in the words that he spoke that day. In the words that he spoke that entire week. The memory of mistreatment outweighed my selfish need for toxic love and it was enough to keep me away from him. He knew exactly how I felt about us, I was never one to string someone along. It was just last week that I had convinced him that this was what would be best for us. Luke understood where I was coming from, I’d always been the better one at communicating. I expressed my wish for him to be happy, which only led to him screaming and crying and more heartbreak, so I never brought that up again. I would just let him talk because I knew he needed it. I knew in the back of my mind that he wasn’t talking to anyone else. But, it wasn’t healthy. So as time went on the phone calls happened less and less. We needed this. We needed to seek suffrage in other things, in other people.
But, today was six months since. I was feeling extremely down today, as if the world around me was caving in. All day I had felt this crushing on my chest that I couldn’t explain. I needed to talk to him so badly. I knew he would be the only one who could ease the suffering in my heart. And that was exactly the problem. The suffering was him. His lingering atmosphere that had resonated itself within me. For some reason I couldn’t shake the piece of me that was him. Although it was small now, it was still there and gnawing. I needed it to be gone but the temporary relief was sometimes so much better. All day I paced around the phone, my thumb scrolling over his number which was no longer saved in my phone. I searched for it in my call log, I typed it out by heart, but I never let it ring. I knew this was bad. I knew I should just wait it out. This too would pass. But the more this feeling sat on my chest the more I thought about ringing him.
He was on tour now, the shows starting in Europe and going on from there. I knew how this worked. He was going to be gone for a while. So, instead of calling him, I masochistically drove the old road towards the house I knew he was still living in. I unlocked the door with a sigh, slightly relieved that nothing had changed. I knew it was kind of sick for me to keep coming here. It was messed up of me to invade his space, to leave traces of myself when I knew exactly how hard it was to forget. But this was solace to me. I couldn’t help myself as selfish as it was. I didn’t go into the bedroom this time, I stayed in the front lasting all of five minutes before I ran out in a hurry. I felt like such a monster. I was rewarding myself with the allowances to revisit things of my past while he got nothing. Luke had to forget and move on by himself and here I was, entering his home, looking at his things and reassuring myself that he was still hurting. I sat in the driveway of our old house, my head in my hands. The tears spilled over and I let them. I should’ve fought more, I thought. I should’ve gave him another chance. I shouldn’t have let this slip away that easy. Love like that doesn’t happen always. And as much as I had believed that I was fixing myself, I was really ruining Luke. I was the real asshole here. I allowed him to talk to me on my okay. I used his confessions as measurements of my own progress. He spoke to me in solitude and I spoke to him in reassurance. I loved him. I still love him. But all of this was so hard. I wanted to live on, I wanted to be happy. But at the same time, I wanted to tell Luke that I loved him and I knew that’s what he wanted to hear.
 It was late when I got home again, my apartment was dark. I hadn’t anticipated to be gone for so long, so I didn’t leave on any lights. I sighed in exhaustion as I sat on the couch in the dark, my head full with thought of Luke. I checked and rechecked the time, each time counting the hours to see what time it was where he was. I felt as if I were starting from square one. All the progress I had made felt minuscule now as I dialed and redialed his number. I contemplated calling over and over again, knowing how good it would feel to hear his voice. After an hour I gave in. He was active on social media and I needed this. This, as always, was for me. I would succumb just this once. The phone rang and rang, and, for a minute, I thought he would just let it go. But when the line clicked and he muttered a ‘hello’ I let out a breath I hadn’t known I was holding.
 “Hi.” I breathed into the line. My voice was a mere whisper and I wondered if I should repeat myself in case he hadn’t heard. But he did, his voice came through the line hoarse. “You never call first. Are you okay?” I held my hand over my mouth to muffle my heavy breathing. I felt like a complete and utter prick. Here he was not letting himself forget all the things about me and I was using him to get over him. I knew Luke, like the back of my hand. He was making no efforts to forget me. “I-I’m fine. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have called. T-This was selfish of me.” I ended the call despite his pleas and didn’t answer when he called back.
 I hadn’t contacted him since. No more petty phone calls, no more late night messaging. I was actively moving on. I didn’t even reminisce anymore. I didn’t avoid the memories, but I didn’t purposefully indulge in them either. When I saw something it hurt less and I would move on quickly. The sadness would fade with time. With Luke on tour things were easy. I didn’t have to worry about seeing him anywhere. I did shed a tear collecting my things from his house and I threw my key far off a bridge in a fit of senseless rage. I spent most of my time with my family and focusing on my own career. My sister, Mara, was pregnant again so we spent a lot of time with that. Redecorating the nursery for the boy she was soon to have. There were parties and dinners that I attended on my own now. I rekindled some flames with old friends, the inevitable question of Luke became easier to answer as time went on. Life was simple, and for once I was genuinely happy. I wasn’t dating, but I’d been out for drink a few times, nothing commitment worthy. I still wondered if Luke was okay and if he was doing well. Every once in a while he’d send a text, knowing I wouldn’t answer his calls. They were often updates on how the tour was going, and how he still wanted me to be included in his life. But, I knew I wasn’t ready for that. I couldn’t be platonic with Luke and I knew he couldn’t be platonic with me. 
I was going out tonight with a group of friends to a bar further out in the city. We had arranged some hotels close by, and I was honestly excited for the evening. As I prepared for the evening I grew more excited. It would be a new bar with new people. I’d moved back in with my sister, Mara, and her husband, Jason. This pregnancy hadn’t been easy for her, and Jason was working more hours to build up their savings so he could take some time off when the baby came. So I decided to come back to help with the twins so she could rest more. My work schedule was flexible, so lately I’d been in charge of picking up the girls from school. I honestly didn’t mind helping out Mara, it kept my mind off of things. I was hoping I could have some fun tonight. That for once I would be able to just let go and be free. I wanted to get drunk and go to sleep in some nice hotel, in a place I’d never been before. I did my makeup really nice and packed a small bag. My friend, Lindsay, would be the designated driver for the night. She was the life of the party sober or not and I completely trusted her to stay sober and potentially keep an eye on me. I was dealing with heartbreak and alcohol had been my go to lately. Whenever we went out I was the first one hammered and the last one home. Lindsay was full aware of what to expect and had even taunted me about through text. 
When we arrived at the bar her taunting hadn’t ceased. I rolled my eyes at her lovingly, heading straight for the counter when we got inside. The bar was more like a club, people flooded the dance floor, dancing to the steady thump of the music. My hips swayed unbeknownst to me as I order my usually martini. Lindsay rolled her eyes at me, watching the door for the rest of our group. There were five of us in total, including myself. Lindsay, Brett, Nina, and Tom being my friends. I was always the odd one out being single and all. This was me and Luke’s old group of friends that I kind of abandoned after we broke up. I can admit now that I was a bit embarrassed and too jealous to hang out with them while I was single. But after some months of self rehabilitation, they welcomed me back with open arms and all conversation of Luke was void after a while. Conversation was always good, there was never a need for his mentioning. But when someone would tell an old story about the group, a sad smile would cover my features. It became easier and soon I was telling the stories myself. 
After and hour or so, I was on my way to drunk. I danced with my friends on the dance floor, they never left me out and I was grateful. I danced with strangers, girls and guys alike. I was genuinely having fun, the smile on my face real. The alcohol fueled me as my hips took the lead over me, my feet moving with the beat of the music. I hadn’t noticed everyone leaving for another round of drinks at the bar. I was too entranced with the music and my current dance partner as my hair framed around my face and my head swung back and forth. My hands were in the air, one in my hair as I swayed to the beat. The guy I was dancing with didn’t seem to mind my lack of interest in him. I was too focused on making sure I was having a good time to reciprocate any type of flirting. His hands held my hips lightly and he seemed more than content with just dancing. I looked around for Lindsay and she shot me a smile from the emptying bar. She was cuddled in Tom’s arms as he sipped on his beer. I liked how they didn’t feel the need to hide their relationships from me. At first they did. No one touched or cuddled in front of me. Any conversation turned romantic would stop immediately if I were even if listening distance. It took awhile and a lot of reassuring to convince them that I was fine, or would be fine. I was grateful that they were making sure if it. I didn’t feel the jealous twang I usually felt. I couldn’t decide if it were the alcohol or if I were genuinely moving on. But as I turned back around when I couldn’t feel my dance partner’s hands anymore, I knew it was the alcohol.
He stood there, hands in his pockets. His favorite leather jacket seemed to fit so perfectly over his shoulders, and I almost laughed at how insane this was. I almost didn’t believe what I was seeing until I felt Nina’s hand on my shoulder and her whispering into my ear, asking if I wanted to leave. He hadn’t said anything so I was finding it hard to believe that she was seeing what I saw. His silhouette was glowing behind the purple-blue lighting of the nightclub. His expression was solemn, pleading even, and my smile faded when I fully realized that this was real. This was happening. And he was here. I stumbled back in my heels and he reached out to grab my wrist. Nina’s hand was at my waist in an instant, her eyes worry filled. I stepped out of her hold, knowing that I would have to deal with this. I couldn’t run from him forever, as much as I would love to. He’d been so far out of my mind that I had forgotten this was the weekend that he was performing here. And as I looked across the bar I could see Calum and Ashton’s figures. My heart began to ache when I made eye contact with them. Their smiles were soft and apologetic and I hadn’t realized how much I’d missed them until that moment. My head was dizzy with a thousand thoughts as my brain focused in on Luke’s touch on my wrist. I pulled away, ignoring the way his face fell. He should’ve expected me to act this way. This wasn’t on my list of things to do tonight. 
“What’re you doing here?” He asked after I assured Nina that it was okay. I could see her giving Luke a look that I could only place as longing. And for some reason it had never dawned on me that my group of friends might miss Luke too. We had done so much damage to those around us and ourselves and we hadn’t even realized. 
“I’m just out.” I shrugged. Luke sighed, grabbing my wrist in his strong hold and leading me off the dance floor. I let him without reluctance. The alcohol in my system was submitting to him, but it wouldn’t be enough for my forgiveness. “We played near here tonight.” He played with his fingers as he talked, a nervous habit of his. I nodded, my arms coming up to cross over my chest. “God,” He muttered. He ran his hand over his face frustratedly, as if he were struggling with what to say. There was so much I wanted to say, but my mouth was mute and my brain was fried. I was void of any coherent thought in the moment, and as my eyes just stared at his features, I prayed that he would come up with anything just to keep the conversation going. He looked more handsome than I remembered. His nails were painted red and his hair was much longer. He had the same stubble across his jaw that I wanted to scratch my fingers over. “Look, I know you’ve moved on, but I,” His breath became shaky before he could even start and I knew this had been extremely hard for him. Instinctively, my hand rose up to cup his cheek as he bit his lip and his eyes shone. His eyes snapped back to mine at my touch and I pulled my hand away, curling it into a fist as a blush crept up my neck.
 “I’m sorry. I just,” I began to apologize but he stopped me, his words coming out in his usual nervous hurry. “It’s okay. I missed you.” He blurts the words out before he can catch them and even in the darkness, I can see the red brightening in his cheeks. We stood there both blushing like a couple of teenagers doing this for the first time. Although, this did feel like a first. This was the first time I was seeing him in almost a year. Everything felt different, everything we were holding on to was now here in front of us and we were completely at a loss for words. The drunken part of me wanted to take him back to my hotel and show him everything he had missed, make him regret ever leaving me. But even drunk me knew that wasn’t a good idea. 
Luke takes a deep breath, squaring his shoulders off before he speaks again, “I am in love with you. I have never stopped loving you for a second, even though you think that. And I know here may not be the most appropriate place to tell you, but I don’t know when or if I’ll ever see you again, and I need you to know. I cannot live another second knowing that you believe that I stopped loving you, that I didn’t want you. I took your love for granted, Y/N, and for that I am so incredibly sorry.” He wipes at the corner of his eye as he becomes the most vulnerable I’ve ever seen him. I’m at a loss for words at his confession. It’s everything I’ve wanted him to say for the past year and yet it still doesn’t feel like enough. Part of me wants to just forget that anything ever happened, but more of me was proud of what I had accomplished without him. I couldn’t decide if love were enough yet again. My pride wouldn’t let me give in that easy. 
“Luke, I don’t want you to be miserable without me. Look at everything you’ve got going on. You’re doing great, you don’t need me.” I assure, my hands gesturing between us. His eyebrows furrow in a way I’ve seen too many times before. “None of it means anything if I can’t share it with you.” He responds, stepping closer. I take a half step back, not wanting the space between us to be too much. I can feel the tears filling in my eyes as I shake my head. “I can’t love you anymore, Luke.” My hands bunch at my sides, my body racking with nerves.
 “Y/N, what are you so afraid of? Why won’t you just love me? I’m standing in the middle of a nightclub fucking crying, and all I want is for you to love me.” He pulls me to him then and I let him, knowing there’s no place I’d rather be. His chest presses to mine and the familiarity of it sends a rush of bottled up emotions through me. I rest my head on his chest in utter defeat. All of this was exhausting. I didn’t want to argue, I didn’t want to avoid him. I just wanted to dance and get drunk with my friends. He holds me to him, his chin resting on top of my head and I feel at home. I wondered if anything else in life could feel this good. I wondered if I could feel this way for anyone else. “I regret every moment I spent away from you. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about all the terrible shit I put you through. I’m sorry, baby.” His apology is like the healing I’d been searching for. His words seem to fill the empty void in my heart and I feel whole again. “I cannot exist without you and I should’ve realized that sooner. I made such a stupid mistake and I would do anything to change it.” His mouth moves softly over my ear, saying words only I can hear. I want to do nothing more than to shush, hold him in my arms and promise that everything will be fine. I’m stood there in silence and his hands hold me tighter, in fear that I might slip away. 
It felt so easy to run back to him and forget. Too easy that I didn’t know if that was what I wanted. Of course I knew that’s what I wanted but, I didn’t know if it was what was best for me. I needed stability and that wasn’t promised with Luke. I could tell that he had changed, but I wasn’t convinced if I were in the right position at this moment in time to make such a decision. My heart wanted him with everything in me and there was no doubt about that. I wanted him in my arms to hold. I wanted to wait for him at home when he went on tour. I wanted to go to his shows and feel his energy from the stage. I wanted him and everything that came with his love. My hands rested on his chest to reassure him that I was listening and he was being heard. He bravely placed a kiss to the shell of my ear. The same old shiver ran down my spine but this time renewed. This was my life. This was my worst heartache and yet my favorite love all in one. 
“How long are you here for?” I asked, a hint of a smile in my tone. He immediately caught my shift in energy like I knew he would and I was secretly happy that we were still in tune. “Flight leaves on Tuesday.” He breathes the same way he always did when discussing his work schedule. I nod and pull away from his touch. He’s quick to pull me back to his chest, not wanting to let me go. “We’ll talk when I’m sober.” I hum when he buries his face in my neck. I’m falling harder than I did the first time, and although it should worry me, it doesn’t. He chuckles against my skin, pulling away to look me in the eyes. His blue eyes mesmerize me in the same way they always have, my knees quaking. “I love you.” Luke says. He pulls his lip in between his teeth. “I hope so.” I sigh, stepping back from his touch. I’m leaving the bar soon enough with Lindsay badgering me with a thousand questions and I can’t wipe the stupid grin off my face. For once I was letting myself give someone a second chance. This has been the greatest love I’ve ever known, and for that I was willing to risk it all. 
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I’ll Never Give You Away | Ashton Irwin
Summary: No summary because I feel that the warnings give too much away and I don’t want to spoil it more but you need to know it is based on the movie Jersey Girl.
Warnings: Death, crying and agnst at the end. Italics are flashbacks and memories 
Prompt: When I take a look at my life and all of my crimes you’re the only thing that I think I got right. - Lover of mine by 5sos
Word Count: 2035
A/N: This is my entry to the writing challenge by @writingfortoomanyfandoms​ I really hope you like it and it’s my first 5sos fic so I’m a little nervous, feedback is appreciated and I’m not a native English speaker I practice my writing skills by writing fanfcition so any comments and tips on that note are welcome too. Enjoy!
As Y/N made her final touches to her make-up she let her brain wander through the memory lane.
“Ash where are you taking me?” Y/N giggled as she let her boyfriend guide her through an empty beach in Australia.
“Princess we’re back home how many times do we get to run on the beaches we grew up?” he answered taking a quick look over his shoulder to look at girl who looked flustered. Even though they’ve been dating for almost 3 years the nickname princess still gave her butterflies and Ashton knew. He loved it.
“I know but can’t you please let go of my arm” she said with a smile. She knew Ashton didn’t hurt her in purpose he was just nervous about what was about to happen “t’s starting to hurt”
“Sorry I just-“ He had gotten to the place he had planned to be with her “D’you remember when we were younger?”
“Yes, we ran away every time we could to this beach” Y/N smiled at the memory “we used to play with the ocean and you asked me here if I wanted to move to California with you”
“I still can’t believe you said yes” he chuckled looking down at his feet “I mean we weren’t anything yet”
“We were best friends that was more than enough to me” the girl smiled again. Ashton loved that smile he can’t even remember when he fell in love with her.
“This beach saw us grow and was a witness of important moments of our history” Y/N giggled at Ashton’s sudden change to deep thinker. She liked it though “That’s why I brought you here, so it can witness another big milestone in our lives”
“When I take a look at my life and all of my crimes you’re the only thing that I think I got right” When Ashton got down on one knee Y/N couldn’t believe it “So Y/N Y/L would you say yes to another of my crazy ideas?” he had a blue velvet box in his hands with the most beautiful ring Y/N had ever seen.
“Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!” with tears in her eyes Y/N throw herself at Ashton’s arms. In that moment they were the happiest people on Earth.
“What are you thinking?” Ashton voice brought her back to reality.
“Just remembering” she said “when you proposed”
“Another time I couldn’t believe you actually agreed with me to do something” he smirked placing a kiss on the top of her head “You ready to go?”
“Yes, just let me get my purse” Y/N sighed a tone of sadness in her voice. Nobody would’ve notice but Ashton knew her better than he knew himself.
“Now what’s the matter?” he asked again getting a questioning look from you “don’t give me that look what’s up?”
Y/N sighed again before speaking “It’s your first Gammy nomination and I’m going with you seven months pregnant. This isn’t exactly how I visualized this moment for us”
“I think you look stunning” Ashton smiled giving her a small peck on the lips “Besides you know you are my lucky charm. Both of you are”
Y/N smiled he always said the right words to help her feel better “Alright Mr. Grammy Award Winner let’s go. We don’t wanna be late”
“I haven’t won anything yet” he laughed.
“Didn’t you say we are your lucky charm?” Y/N smirked with a hint of fun could be found on her words.
“We are 5 seconds of summer thank you for coming tonight” Luke spoke right after the last song. It was the first concert with an actual audience and Ashton.
“I can’t believe they told me that about two hundred people would be seeing us tonight” he complained once he could get back to his best friends all the 12 people there had gone home “They were like 12”
“Well Ash I was the thirteenth person here in the audience” Y/N laughed at his tone of voice and face.
“Nice now you’re making fun of me” he rolled his eyes punching her shoulder playfully.
“Ash it doesn’t matter if I’m the thirteenth person on the venue or the ten thousand one there. I’ll support you every single time” Y/N assured him holding his hand giving it a squeeze “This was only your first gig and I know you’ll go far”
He slightly smiled at your words “You’re right. I’m just taking this too seriously”
“Now you have to properly introduce me to my replacement” Y/N said dragging Ashton with his bandmates.
“Replacements?” he said a hint sound of fun in his voice.
“Well yeah, aren’t they your new best friends now”
A quiet afternoon had been interrupted by three guys bursting in with gifts in hands for Lea, Ashton and Y/N’s baby girl who was just a month away from making her debut into the world.
“One night” Ashton groaned as he closed the door behind them “one night with my wife is all I’m asking you guys”
The Australian boys ignored his complains as they pushed past him making their way to the living room where Y/N and Ashton had been binge watching Friends.
“We were thinking that maybe baby Lea would need some of these” Calum said showing the couple a big shopping bag.
“Guys the baby shower was months ago” Y/N said. She was tired being 8 months pregnant wasn’t easy. It was taking a big toll on her emotionally and physically “this baby has everything she needs by now”
“You never have too many stuffed animals Y/N” this time it was Luke with a big pout on his face “one of these could be the toy that will be her friend for the rest of her childhood”
Y/N laughed of course they came here just to make her laugh. They hadn’t seen her in a while since she barely left the house so close to the due date and with a babysitter in the house. Whether it be Sierra or Crystal Ashton didn’t want Y/N to be alone or outside the house while he was at the studio.
“And maybe we can help get the nursery ready” Michael pointed.
“The nursery’s been ready for weeks arseholes” Ashton told them
“Well we just missed Y/N we wanted to visit her” Calum shrugged
“That’s so sweet!” Y/N exclaimed “But right now isn’t a good time, rain check?”
The boys nodded being escorted by Ashton to the door.
“I know baby” she softly said to the belly “your uncles are crazy, but they are so excited to meet you. We all are”
The day came. Ashton was with you he had taken a few days off the studio, so he could be with Y/N all the way to the hospital to deliver the baby.
“Ok so the suitcase is in the car. I called the boys they know Lea is coming and we’re ready to go” Ashton was trying really hard to keep his cool a thing Y/N found endearing since she knew that his mind must go to a 1000 miles per hour right now.
He drove as fast as he could to the hospital but of course he was second guessing since his pregnant wife came in the car with him going into labor. At the hospital he was quick to fill the paperwork while some nurses took Y/N in a wheelchair.
Once Ashton could go into the hospital room he never left Y/N’s side. He held her hand and talk about all the things he was planning to do with Lea.
“I’m going to teach her how to play drums” he said excitedly with a gleam in his eyes. A gleam Y/N only had seen the day the got married “I’m so excited this is happening”
About two hours later nurse came in to tell the couple that Y/N was ready to go into the delivery room. This is it. They were going to meet their littler girl.
“Now Y/N one more push okay just one more” the doctor asked. Y/N squeezed Ashton hand one last time. The rest is a blur.
They took the baby away from them to clean her up. Ashton heard her crying and he smiled then he saw how Y/N fell asleep in front of him, he whispered her name before the nurses pushed him away kicking him out of the delivery room that’s when he started screaming his wife’s name.
Ashton waited outside the room sitting on the floor head between his knees waiting for a nurse or a doctor to come out and tell him that everything was okay both mother and daughter were ready to see him again and maybe go home tomorrow morning even earlier if possible.
“Mr. Irwin” the voice came from a doctor. Ashton was quick to pick him up the floor “I’m sorry but we did what we could. Y/N…she’s gone”
Ashton world couldn’t believe what supposed to be one of the happiest days of his life became the most bittersweet day. The doctor kept speaking but he just didn’t listen was he was saying the room around became black while tears came down his eyes.
“…on the other hand, you have a beautiful healthy baby girl waiting to meet you right there” the doctor said in the most neutral tone possible pointing at what was Y/N’s hospital room “One more time I’m so sorry for your lost”
Ashton was again crying on the floor. He wanted more than anything to meet Lea, but he wasn’t ready he just couldn’t see her in that moment and as if on cue three loud Australian boys came in looking for the Irwin family balloons and even more toys in hands.
“Where’s our niece?” Michael asked with a pink bunny balloon in hand. His smiled faded away the moment he saw his friend.
“And my goddaughter?” Luke’s tone changed from happy to dull in less than a second “What? Where?”
“Y/N…she couldn’t-“ Ashton was struggling for the words to came out but his voice kept breaking “the doctor said…Lea’s there and I just can’t pick myself up to see her”
“Hey hey hey Ash it’s okay it’s hard” Calum kneeled to be on eye level with Ash “We know you want to grieve and we have no idea how you must be feeling but right now you’re all that little girl has and we are here” Calum turned to see Luke and Michael tears in their eyes “We will always be here and we will help you with everything you need”
He picked Ashton from the shoulders so he could stand up at the same time “Now go in there and hold Lea we will wait here”
Ashton took a deep breath and pushed the door open and there she was, a beautiful girl sleeping in a pink blanket he just stared down at her “she looks like you” he whispered up to the sky “I’ll do my best with her I promise” he whispered again to the sky.
Lea started to cry. Ashton was quick to pick her up “It’s okay” he whispered against his head “I know you miss mommy I miss her too and when you grow I’ll tell you everything about her but right now it’s just and me against the world”
She kept crying but not as loudly “Do you want me to sing you a song?” he asked even though she couldn’t answer “Your mommy’s favorite was Lover of Mine maybe that’ll work”
He softly hummed the lyrics “I'll never give you away 'cause I've already made that mistake if my name never fell off your lips again I know it'd be such a shame when I take a look at my life
and all of my crimes you're the only thing that I think I got I right I'll never give you away…I’ll never give you away” and his little girl was asleep again.
He understood in that moment that he needed to be strong for her and to support her as best as he could the rest of her life. He opened the door and peaked his head.
“Hey do you want to meet you niece?”
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Catch You | Luke Hemmings
Summary: Reader goes to Luke’s home at 3 in the morning and he immediatly knows somethings wrong.
Warnings: Mentions of a toxic relationship.
Requested: No, but you can leave one if you want check read before requesting here
Word Count: 1194
A/N: I was feeling angsty and upset with life and this popped up in my mind now that I wrote it and it’s out of my system I feel way better and hope you enjoy. Feedback is appreciated.
PART 2 HERE
A dim light coming from the lamp next to the couch, guitar on his lap and Petunia softly snoring and a few chords could be heard in Luke's living room at 3 am. Working on the new album had taken over his life completely waking up at random times in the night to work on ideas he had on dreams.
"What do you think? Huh?" Luke asked Petunia about the chords he had put together only getting as an answer snores a little bit louder than usual.
"I know...I'm not sure about it either" he chuckled putting his attention back on his guitar ready to work on a new riff or something he knew the boys would love and finish a song the next day or more likely later that day.
He was ready to work on a new set of chords only getting distracted by the knocking on the door. It was 3:30 in the morning he was sure it had to be urgent putting his guitar aside and with Petunia by his side he made his way to the door.
"Y/N!" he gasped once he opened the door "what happened?"
"I-I didn't know where else to go" Y/N shrugged, keeping her look down.
"But you are okay?" he asked again with a concerned voice “Where’s Sean?
“I shouldn’t have come I’ll-I’ll call you in the morning" she rambled trying to get away from him.
"Y/N don't..." he softly grabbed her wrist pulling her closer to the light "Is that a bruise?"
A quick look at the girl's face said it all a big bruise was forming around her left eye. He noticed her flinch quickly closing her eyes when he softly put her hair away to take a better look at it.
"Did Sean do it?" he spoke again after what felt like an eternity of silence. He got his answer when Y/N burst down crying hiding her face in his chest "Come in, I'll make you some tea"
Y/N made her way to the living followed by Petunia while Luke went to the kitchen to make her a hot cup of tea Petunia immediately cuddled Y/N making her smile. It was nice to feel her next to her after the night she had.
"Alright" Luke put the cups on the coffee table and wrapped Y/N in a blanket "Now get warm and relaxed and if you're ready you can tell me what happened in the morning"
The girl hummed at the feeling of the hot tea running down her throat. She took a look at the living room and she saw Luke's guitar and a notebook next to her place on the couch "Were you songwriting?" Y/N inquired holding the tea cup with both hands in front of her lips.
"Yeah I-doesn't matter I was getting nowhere anyways" he shrugged "It was a good thing though I was here to catch you"
After a few attempts to make her laugh or at least smile and successfully doing so twice both of them decided it was time to go to sleep.
"I can lend you a hoodie or a shirt if you want to or..." Luke suggested looking at his friend who was waiting by the door frame.
"A hoodie is fine '' she softly said and Luke pulled out one handing it to her "can I sleep with you? I don't feel like sleeping by myself in the guests room"
"Of course!" he answered with a smile "and I'll call the guys tell them that I need a day off"
"You don't have to do that" Y/N said "I'm going to be fine"
"I want to" he assured her "maybe you'll need somebody to talk to and I want to be here"
"Okay" Y/N said with a small weak smile.
Y/N woke up to an empty bed, a quick look at her phone showed she had a lot of missed calls and messages from Sean but the sounds coming from the kitchen caught her attention though she knew Luke couldn't cook so she made her to the kitchen to see what was going on.
"What are you doing Luke?" Y/N asked with a playful smile on her lips "You can't cook"
"I wanted to surprise you" he smiled "and I know how to make pancakes. I also told the boys i was going to go to the studio late and you're coming with me I don't want you to be alone now sit down please"
The girl giggled as an answer and took a seat in front of Luke on the breakfast table simultaneously her lit up with another call from Sean she of course ignored.
"He's not gonna leave me alone, is he?" she muttered  looking at the phone screen that showed a new phone call that was going to be ignored.
"He tried to call I don't know how many times and he's trying again" she spoke louder so Luke could hear "but I'm not going back".
"What happened exactly?" Luke inquired taking a seat in front of her "You seemed happy and you just moved in with him...I thought you were meant to last" he really wanted to understand.
"I did too" she sighed, playing with her fork and the plate of pancakes.
"I told him I was going out with my friends he said it was okay and I told him I'd be back by 1 am or so but I was the designated driver and I had to make sure my friends got home so I arrived later than what I said" she explained "I didn't think he'd be waiting for me but there he was...he screamed and the next thing I know his fist is against my eye".
"Y/N" was everything Luke could say. He was so angry and upset to hear the story. It wasn't that big of a deal and he still did this shit.
"I should've seen it coming" Y/N scoffed "Ever since I moved in with him he's been being jealous to a toxic level, he's always asking me where I'm at and gets mad when I say I'm with you guys and if I asked him the same question he gets really angry and defensive. He's always trying to control what I'm going to wear".
It was as though she was realising all the signs that she should've seen that were a warning that could've avoided this.
"t's not your fault" Luke assured her. He knew what was going on in her mind "He's an asshole and he clearly doesn't deserve you"
Y/N sighed when her phone lit up again with another call that wasn't going to be answered "Is he going to stop? I mean...can't he take a hint?" Luke retored.
"I guess we haven't officially broken up" Y/N laughed at her best friend's reaction. Luke smiled, he loved to make her laugh.
"Well you can make it official when me and the boys go help you pick up your stuff at his place" he simply said "and you're staying with me for as long as you want"
"You're a great guy Luke" she said smiling looking at his beautiful blue eyes.
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