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prettyyyboyluke · 8 months

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Hotel Room

the room is filled with sweat, heavy breaths, and skin slapping together. y/n’s gripping the dresser so hard that her knuckles are white. luke’s cock is pounding into her tight, wet walls. “look at you, begging for my cock, such a greedy girl.” luke rasps, his hand tight around y/n’s throat. y/n’s eyes are closed, bottom lip between her teeth, her chest glistening with sweat, and her stomach in knots. “open your eyes, angel, i wanna look at how desperate you are.” luke demands her. she’s not thinking of anything else other than luke’s cock. her knees knock together, making it harder for luke to move. he opens her legs back up, seeing how sensitive her cunt is.

“y/n! does that sound good?” michael finally snaps her out of her memory.

she didn’t even realize she was spaced out, but luke sure did. she wasn’t exactly subtle when she was squeezing her thighs together. “what? yeah, sure, i’m good with whatever.” she finally responds.

michael raises an eyebrow at her, “were you even listening to any of this conversation?”

all eyes turn to her, and her cheeks heat up. luke places a hand on her thigh, quite high up on her thigh, and her mind is distracted again. she feels butterflies in her lower stomach when luke squeezes her thigh. “y-yeah, dinner, right?” she tries to think back to the conversation before her mind started to wander.

her breath becomes uneven, some catching in her throat, and some too short for her to exhale. “okay, maybe she was listening.” calum says. y/n gives a weak smile before looking at luke, and he’s staring back at her. she wants to sink into her seat and hide, but luke won’t let her.

the group becomes distracted with another conversation, thank god. “what were you thinking about, angel? ‘cause i know it wasn’t about dinner.” luke whispers to her.

y/n shakes her head, “nothing.” the word rushes out of her mouth. luke raises an eyebrow at her, unimpressed with the lie.

“c’mon angel, i saw your thighs squeeze together. and you sure froze up when i put my hand on your thigh. so, i’m going to ask you again, what were you thinking about?” luke speaks, his voice more stern.

the whole time luke is speaking, all y/n can think about is his lips. how he kisses her entire body, nipping and sucking at her sweet spots, leaving no part untouched. it's crystal clear, now, that she wasn’t listening. luke squeezes her thighs again, her skin pinching between his rings, and she gasps lowly. “i-i was thinking about this morning.” she says, her head hanging and her eyes refusing to look at luke’s.

“yeah? what about this morning?” luke says, sitting up straight in his chair. when y/n doesn’t answer right away, he says, “don’t get all shy on me now.”

“i was thinking about how you were fucking me on the dresser.” she says, eyes peering up at luke.

luke smirks at her, “can’t go two seconds without thinking about my cock, huh?” he says in a mocking tone. y/n whines, feeling her wetness pool in her panties. “i bet your little pussy is wet just wishing i was pounding into it right now.” he says. because she’s in his lap, with her legs swung over his sideways, his hand moves further up her thigh until he meets her clothed clit.

y/n wraps her hand around luke’s wrist, not wanting to draw anymore attention to herself then she already has. her mind is battling with itself right now. not wanting to be rude to their friends, but also wanting luke to take her back to their hotel room and fuck her senseless, she settles in and does her best to calm her mind.

y/n wasn’t able to get her mind to rest. luke wanted to take a nap before they went to dinner, and y/n reluctantly agreed, knowing she would be punished if she whined. her dream didn’t help either.

“such a whiny little girl. never satisfied, are you?” luke spits. y/n’s being help up in front of the bathroom mirror, seeing how luke’s fucking her from behind. she’s rubbing fast circles on her clit, wanting her high to approach faster. luke’s grip in her hair is tight that her head starts to hurt.

y/n lets out a loud, strangled moan for luke. “please, can i cum? i wanna cum!” y/n begs. luke has a sinister smirk on his face, loving how his little girl is begging for him.

she’s knocked out of her trance, again, with a nudge from ashton. “huh? what are we talking about?” she says, blinking a few times in a row.

“what do you want to drink?” ashton says.

“oh, a tequila red bull, please.” she answers. y/n knows she’s raising suspicion between the boys, and she’s hoping her drink will calm her down.

“are you alright, y/n? you’ve been very spacey all day.” calum asks her.

y/n sighs before answering, “yeah. just in my own head, i guess.”

luke has never seen y/n so desperate, at least not like this. normally she can compose herself until they’re alone, but she hasn’t been able to. luke pulls y/n’s wrist so she can stand up. “we’ll be right back.” he tells the group. luke pulls y/n through the restaurant until he finds the bathroom.

locking themselves in, y/n’s mind is racing a million miles a minute. she sees how dark luke’s eyes are, and is hoping he’ll give her some type of release. “what are we doing in here?” she finally asks. luke picks her up by her hips and sets her on the counter. he’s standing between her legs, and brings her hips down so her clothed pussy is against his hard on.

his hands slid up her thighs, stopping when he meets her clit, and luke can really feel how wet she is. “jesus christ, angel, you’re drenched,” luke says. she’s looking up at him, desperately wanting to kiss his soft lips. luke takes his free hand and pulls y/n in for a kiss.

as soon as their lips connect, luke moves y/n’s panties to the side and plunges a finger deep inside her. she gasps into the kiss, her body immediately overcome with pleasure. all of her clouded thoughts are finally gone when she relaxes her body into luke. “you wanna tell me what’s going on in that pretty mind of yours?” luke asks, adding another finger to her throbbing pussy.

y/n throws her head back, taking in what luke is finally giving her. “please, luke, i-i need it so bad.” she begs.

“you don’t need it, you want it. being a greedy girl isn’t going to get you far.” he tells her. luke can feel y/n’s walls squeezing his fingers, and she’s ready to release. “do you wanna cum? look at you, a pretty little mess.” he says.

y/n’s nodding her head frantically, and luke knows this is what she needs to get through the rest of dinner. luke looks down and sees how his fingers are sliding in and out of y/n’s walls, his fingers drenched in her arousal. “i’m right there, please don’t stop,” she whispers.

luke doesn’t, he keeps his fingers moving, even though his wrist is starting to cramp. y/n’s back arches off the mirror, her legs shaking, and her arousal drenched on the inside of her thighs. luke coaxes her through her orgasm, whispering into her ear sweet sayings. “that’s it, cum all over my hand. i can feel how close you are.” luke encourages her.

“yes, yes,” y/n whimpers. he takes his fingers out her dripping cunt when her breathing returns to normal. he taps his fingers on her lips so she can taste herself.

he gives her a second before helping her off the counter, and smooths her dress out. “better?” he asks rhetorically. she nods her head and takes his hand, leading them back to the table.

dinner ended quite later than expected, but y/n was able to sit through it after luke took her to the bathroom. she was more excited to get back to their hotel room so she can finally have him to herself. luke might be selfish when it comes to y/n, but y/n’s worse. she was twiddling her thumbs the whole car ride back.

y/n quickly said goodnight to their friends, and had luke lead her straight to the elevators. she was hot on his tail, holding a tight grip to his fingers. she stood right in front of luke when they got inside the elevator, tracing and tugging lightly at his belt. her lips held a faint smile, every scenario playing back in her head. she finally snaps out of it when she hears the elevator ding.

luke fiddled with the key too much, “hurry up!” y/n said, annoyance tracing her tone. the door finally opened, and y/n walked in, pulling luke with her. the door shut, and luke was all y/n’s. she wrapped her arms around his neck, standing on her tip toes to bring his lips to hers. their lips intertwined, and y/n felt a breath leave her.

luke grabbed the under side of her thighs, having her legs wrap around his waist. she smiles into the kiss, grabbing his face and setting him where she wants him. her tongue swirls against luke’s, tequila still lingering. she grabs the back of his hair and pulls his lips off of hers.

y/n’s eyes meets with luke’s dark blue ones. her hair falls in her face, shielding her blushing cheeks. “finally, all to myself.” she whispers against his lips. she pulls luke back down to her, getting as close to him as she possibly can. luke sets y/n down on the bed, kneeling and lifting her dress up.

he’s met with her cunt even more drenched than before. “what did i say about being greedy?” luke says, slapping the inside of her thigh.

y/n yelps out, “being greedy won’t get me very far.” she tells him.

“good girl.” luke whispers to her. luke’s hands roam all over her body, delicately kissing each crevasse he passes. “waited like a good girl, didn’t we.” he tells her, now towering over her.

y/n looks up at luke, she’s smiling, waiting for him to give her his worst. “gonna be good for you the whole night, no sass either.” she tells him. luke raises a brow at her, not sure if she’s being 100% serious or not. and y/n is, she’s waited all night for luke, she’s not gonna fuck it up within the first couple of minutes.

luke takes the rest of her dress off, letting her hair fall down her back. her nipples pebble immediately from the cold hotel air. she’s waiting patiently for luke, ankles crossed, hands held, just waiting for her next instruction. “tell me about one of the scenarios that kept your mind occupied the whole night.” he finally says, holding her chin, forcing her to make eye contact with him.

her expression changes quickly, not sure of what to say. she could tell him about her dream, she could tell him to fuck her on the desk, in the chair… “y/n, i asked you a question.” luke snaps his fingers in her face. her eyes find luke’s again, staring at him with nothing to say.

“i-i, well, i had a d-dream,” she finally stutters out. luke smiles at her, waiting for her to continue as he moves down her body. he kisses every inch of her, his fingers fluttering dangerously close to her pussy. she pauses.

“keep going, angel, i wanna hear about your dream,” luke says. y/n takes a deep breath.

“well first, the scene is different, it’s not on the bed,” she says, somewhat giggling. luke hums and starts kissing the inside of her thigh. she freezes her movements, and continues, “and you were holding me,” she stops talking when she feels luke kiss her clit.

luke’s still interested, but he wants to hear her moan instead. he takes her clit into his mouth, sucking harshly. he holds her thighs open, diving into her wet cunt. he starts licking her clit fast, teasing her hole with his finger. she whines and pushes her hips further into luke. he wraps his arms around her waist, keeping her still. his lips let go of her clit, seeing how red and needy her pussy is to cum.

he takes his fingers and starts rubbing her clit harshly. y/n’s hips flex down, feeling her lower stomach ache. luke spits on her pussy, seeing how desperate she is to cum. y/n arches her back, her thighs twitching as she feels herself releasing all over luke. she attempts to push his hand away, but she fails. luke takes his fingers off her clit, and he swears he saw it twitch a few good times.

thank god her subconscious tells her. she giggles at that. “what’s so funny?” luke asks.

she shakes her head, trying to conceal her smile, “n-nothing.”

luke raises an eyebrow at her again, and unbuckles his pants immediately. he takes his cock out, his tip begging for some attention. y/n didn’t even notice the droplet of spit luke dropped on her pussy. he rubs his cock through her folds, gaining back her attention. he grabs her hips and sets her down on his cock by his pleasure. y/n feels like luke is taking forever to fuck her, and he is. he just wants to see her work for it, that’s all. with enough pleading, she can get luke to do all the work.

“please! just hurry up!” she repeats from earlier. luke smacks one of her tits, hard enough to see light fingerprints. “ouchie,” she pouts and her shoulders cave in.

“ouchie,” luke mocks her. the grip he has on her waist tightens, “you want me to hurry? i can hurry, angel, but that just means you won’t be getting off any sooner than before.” he spits at her. he’s basically picking up her hips at this point, slamming in and out of her harshly.

y/n grips luke’s forearms, “i-i wanna get off too! please,” she begs him.

“me first, angel,” luke moans. he watches how quick he is slipping in and out of y/n’s tight, wet hole. she’s been wet all day, her walls are so plushy that luke feels like he could settle his cock there forever. “fuck,” he groans, slapping her thigh, “so fucking wet.”

luke lets go of her hips and intertwines his fingers with hers. their foreheads are pressed against each others, and y/n can’t look up from how luke’s cock slides in and out of her. luke is desperately chasing his high, and he needs more from y/n. he quickly licks two of his fingers and starts rubbing fast circles on her clit.

“oh, yes, please,” she moans, throwing her head back. luke catches her lips and a whine gets caught in her throat. y/n is quick to take her lips off of luke’s. “please, i want it, so bad,” she begs. luke grabs her face so hard she opens her eyes.

“what did i say about being greedy?” he spits at her. she whines and throws her head back, not wanting to deal with it right now. her hips continued moving when she felt his slow down. she didn’t care about being greedy, she cared about luke cumming so she could.

y/n shakes her head, “n-no, please luke-“

“‘please luke’ what? hmm?” he grabs her face again, looking at how glossy her eyes are and not a single thought behind them. “you know what, open your mouth.” he demands her. she pouts at him and opens her mouth. he spits in her mouth, and she swallows it immediately. “good girl, that’s the first thing you’ve done right all night.” he says, finally fucking back into her.

she holds her thighs back, hearing the sound of skin slapping echo in the room. her walls tighten around luke’s cock, waiting for him to release. her pussy pushes back on his cock, making it slip out of her completely. his tip is leaking with cum. he slips his cock right back into y/n’s pussy.

her body completely opens up to luke. “i need you,” she gasps into his skin. “i need you now.” she says. luke watches her twist and squirm below him, and he takes her hips in his hands, smacking her harder against his cock, making her sore pussy ache. luke pulls y/n roughly against him, their bodies colliding.

once her hips shift away from his, luke’s grip becomes harder. “you’ll take every inch,” he snarls, his eyes now glazed over.

“hmm,” she moans, knowing the time’s getting closer. her pussy holds on tight to luke’s cock, her stomach boiling, hands in fists.

“every. inch.” he says, sinking his cock as deep inside her he could. y/n’s body shutters as she feels her orgasm leave her, the bottom of her stomach now filled with butterflies. she brings her thighs to her stomach, somewhat holding herself, and letting luke know she needs a second to recover. he’s towering over her, brushing the stray hairs out of her face. her pats her cheek twice, making her head turn towards him.

eyes flutter open, her pupils taking up her whole eye once she opens them. she lets luke open her legs back up, her pussy raw and sensitive to anything. luke smirks when his fingers get just a little too close for y/n’s liking and her thighs close. she slaps him lightly, “not funny.” she pouts.

luke lays on his side facing her now, intertwining their legs so he can still sink his cock into her pussy. he doesn’t, though, both of them need a second. he drags his fingertips across her top leg, making her hips flex. her pussy hovering over luke’s cock, barely. she refrains from running her folds on his cock. luke goes back to brush her hair out of her face, trying to detangle it as much as he can, he knows y/n hates that.

y/n leans up to kiss luke. she lets her lips do all the talking, going at luke’s rhythm. luke settles his hand on y/n’s hips, pulling her in slightly. her hand travels down his body, stopping when she feels her fingers brush the tip of his cock. his breath now hitches, and y/n smiles. her hand dances on his waist, teasing him with how close she gets. he’s getting sick of her game.

luke grabs her hips tightly, moving her on top of him. luke doesn’t let her sit down on his cock, he brings her until her pussy is flush with his tongue. he brings y/n down to her knees, and she’s refusing to sit all her weight on luke. he takes her clit into his mouth, sucking harshly. she squeals, moving her hips, but luke’s grip is too strong for her to actually move.

she looks up, seeing the headboard of the hotel bed, and grabs it. when she peaks down, luke’s eyes are closed, indulged in her pussy. her thighs are now squeezing lightly against the side of luke’s head. she hovers barely over luke’s mouth and he starts flicking at her clit with the tip of his tongue.

“ahh, yes, don’t stop,” she moans. it’s not short after luke has her gliding against his tongue. she feels embarrassed, and whines at luke. he doesn’t want to lift his head for a second, not until she’s shaking. he smacks her ass instead as his answer to her whine. she feels the tip of her orgasm, and she needs luke to get her there. her pussy hovers over him again, and he goes back to flicking her clit with the tip of tongue. the fire is so deep in her stomach, she doesn’t feel luke’s nails digging on the inside of her thighs.

her hips flex towards the headboard, and luke pushes her hips back with his thumbs. his tongue is moving as fast as he possibly can make it go. y/n’s quick to grab fistfuls of luke’s hair, pulling it as she feels herself fall forwards. she’s still sitting up though. “please, please, please!” she shouts. the insides of her thighs become drenched with her arousal, and luke’s chin is glistening with it too. he’s still between her thighs, she has to pull him off of her.

luke starts to sit up, bringing y/n down as he situated himself. his cock is rock hard again. he’s quick to grab her by the back of her hair and bring her to kiss him. he thinks of how he wants them next while y/n is trying to kiss luke back. she’s thinking of how can she let luke give her a quick breather. y/n’s body starts to lean back, but luke places a hand on her lower back, pulling her back in towards him. her lips detach themselves from luke’s, pink and bruised. she sets her forehead on his shoulder, taking three deep breaths.

“come on, angel, you can take it.” luke grips her hips, assisting her in sliding him inside of her wet, plushy walls. they both moaned when she was sat down fully on luke’s cock.

“you feel so good,” y/n groans as she rolls her hips in circles, keeping luke inside of her. her brow furrowed as she fucked him and felt him rub her insides. her body became so hot, she got goosebumps. luke throws his head back, seeing his adam’s apple gulp, her walls clench tightly around his cock. she has her hands settled on both of his shoulders, hearing as he lets out grunts that fluttered inside y/n.

“oh, you know how to fuck me,” luke breaths as y/n’s hips move faster. her pussy is sliding up and down on his cock, with ease. y/n feels pleasure wash over her and with how luke was talking to her, let her orgasm build up. “just like that, angel, don’t stop moving— that’s right,” he groans. his eyes slid back, and he flung back his head. his jaw clenched, panting heavily as y/n continued to slam into him. everything in her hurt, but not in a bad way. she knows this is what she asked for, and luke was doing everything to her, it hurt so bad, she may just pass out.

her thighs were violently shaking from every single thing her body was taking. tears welled up in her eyes as she bites down on luke’s shoulder below her. “what’s wrong now, angel?” luke huffed, snapping his neck back up to look at her. he holds her back to watch his cock delve in and out of her. “this is what you wanted, right? look at you, a fuckin’ mess.”

“i — need to cum, luke, plea—“ she cries out as luke snapped his hips, pumping his cock deep inside of her, “i can’t hold it anymore!”

“you have been whining all fucking night. every conversation, someone had to snap their fingers at you to get your head out of the clouds,” luke tsked. he grabs her hair again, pulling her back so he can look at her. his thumb drags itself across her lips, playing with them. she takes his thumb inside her mouth, sucking on it lazily. he watches as y/n’s eyes open and close in a cycle. he takes his thumb out of her mouth and moves it down to rub her clit.

a moan leaves her lips, neither of them can tell what it means, her mind completely fogged up. her clit is pulsing under luke’s touch. “cum for me, angel, let go,” luke mumbles, riding her last orgasm out. she let out a soft moan, all she could hear was white noise. she was shaking so much, she closed her legs tightly around his hips. her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her head rolled from one side to the other. luke let out a hiss, gripping her hips, slamming his cock into her over and over again until he felt himself cum long, thick ropes.

once her body rode out the orgasm, she felt like she was liquid in luke’s lap. he pulled out of her, hearing a soft gasp from y/n as she felt all the cum drip down of out her pussy. she curled up into luke, half asleep already. he brushes the hair out of her face again, detangling it for her. “did so good for me, angel.” he tells her and kisses her forehead. she hears him, but she still feels like her ears are ringing. “you okay?” he asks her.

y/n opens her eyes, barely, and smiles at luke. she nods her head, and she can still feel her pussy throbbing. “let’s go take a bath, we can use everything that the hotel set out for us.” luke tells her. she gives luke a gentle kiss.

“just a bath.” y/n says faintly.

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ughkat · 7 months

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hi! could you write calum x reader where calum has a crush on her and ashton exposes his crush on her during a live or something?

pls and thank u

i might do a part two of this idk 😳

crush | c.t.h

calum x fem!reader

part two here

got excited writing this sorry ab the lengthiness!

alcohol, swearing

not proofread

"I'm heading over right now."

"We'll be here.".

I finished my phone call to Ashton, who had just minutes ago invited me for a routine hangout with him and the other three boys.

My friendship with Ashton had sprouted prior to his band forming. We were best friends, some would describe as inseparable. Once joining the band, they immediately brought me in as well. Though never having the same connections as I did with Ashton with them, Calum, Luke and Michael never failed to make me feel at home.

Since then, we've grown up and blossomed into larger things in life, yet we still keep our bond close. Routine effortless hangouts and conversations on almost a daily has kept out growing friendships alive.

Recently, I had began to notice a shift in energy with Calum. I tried to think nothing of it, but the conversations began to get shorter, and his words for me grew small. He almost made me feel as if I did something wrong.

I gathered my belongings, checking my outfit before heading outside to my car, shivering at the cold weather. I dressed lazily in a large grey hoodie, along with black leggings and converse. I quickly turned on the heater after starting my car, and pulled put of the driveway.

I drove quietly as my mind wandered about confronting Calum for his change of mood towards me. I knew I was safe to bring up an issue to my friends, but I was concerned this was only a me problem.

My wandering mind passed the time quickly, arriving me to Ashton's apartment. I pulled slowly onto the curb in front of his apartment, sending off a quick "I'm here" text before exiting my car.

"Heyyy!" Ashton cheered goofily, raising his arms as he appeared from the front door. I giggled as I made my way up his driveway towards him. He reached an arm out for a quick hug as he spoke.

"How ya' doing?" He smiled, ushering me inside. I sighed dramatically.

"Could be better." I raised my eyebrows with defeat as I made my way inside. I set my bag and keys down on his kitchen counter which was decorated with various alcoholic beverages and snacks. I turned to the living room, being greeted by Calum, Luke and Michael at the couch. I watched as Calum's eyes quickly met mine, then shot back down to his hands.

"Well..." Ashton began, moving behind me swiftly, "Have a shot." He grinned, I turned to look at Ashton who had presented me with a small glass with a shot of mystery alcohol in it. The three boys from the living room shouted dramatic miscellaneous cheers and encouragements from behind me. I let out a laugh and reached for the drink. I looked at Ashton and shook my head laughing. With a shrug, I tossed my head back, taking my shot quickly. I scrunched my face briefly before frantically searching for a chaser.

"Give me a drink. I need a drink." I mumbled, shaking my head. Luke whistled from the couch with a laugh, holding out a Coke can. I hurried to the open drink and took a large swig.

"You didn't take that shot, that shot took you." Michael joked as I found my seat on the couch. I scoffed with furrowed eyebrows.

"Fuck off." I giggled. I glanced to Calum who had been awfully quiet. He was heavily focused on picking at a loose string on his t-shirt, faking an amused look on his face. I immediately noted his off mood. The boys continued whatever conversation they had before I arrived, laughing and cracking joke's beside me. I watched Calum carefully as he loosely followed their words, more in his own head than present with us. I decided to finally speak up.

"Cal." I chirped, snapping him out of his trance. His head perked up quickly as the room fell silent.

"Hm?" He raised an eyebrow, his eyes darted to everyone in the room nervously, then back to mine. I anxiously slouched back down at the unexpected and unnerving silence before speaking.

"Are you mad at me or something?" I questioned, keeping a cool tone. I watched from my peripheral as the boys eyes flashed to Calum. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion and he shook his head slowly.

"No..?" He muttered quietly. I bit the inside of me cheek and looked to the other boys, hoping one of them would agree with my observation of Calum's negative mood. Instead, they watched Calum like a bomb.

"You've been so quiet and weird with me lately. I know they see it too." I laughed anxiously, motioning to the boys. I widened my eyes at them, begging for some help. Calum looked to the boys, licking his lips anxiously.

"I-.." He began nervously, "I've just been feeling kinda off recently. I'm sorry." He stuttered nonchalantly, his eyes failing to connect with mine. "Kinda off?" I thought to myself, "Bad excuse.".

"I think he just means in the studio and such. We've all been pretty tired recently." Ashton jumped in quickly, glancing at Calum after speaking.

"Right." I replied, not buying whatever game they were trying to play.

We continued the night many hours into the early morning, as we normally would, we watched a few movies and ordered a bunch of junk food. Calum kept up his unusual behavior, trying his best to fake it, but I never let go of the thought that I would find out what was going on with him.

"You sure you don't wanna spend the night? It's late, and you've been drinking." Ashton offered as we walked to his front door. I gave him a hug and stepped outside.

"No, it's okay." I looked down to my phone, noting the time of 1:45 am. "I have work tomorrow and I'm okay to drive. My last drink was hours ago and all those snacks and fast food have taken over my veins." I groaned dramatically. Ashton giggled before nodding gently.

"I'll see you later." He patted my back and sent me down his driveway, watching me as I entered my car.

On my drive home, I was left unsatisfied with my confrontation with Calum. I thought our closeness would have led him to be more open, but he was so blatantly lying. Ashton obviously covering the lie for him only grew my suspicions more. My mind raced of the possibilities of what could be bothering the boy.

I lazily kicked off my shoes as I entered my apartment, tossing my keys of a small side table beside the door. Filled with junk from Ashton's house, I skipped my kitchen and headed straight for my bedroom.

I slipped out of my black leggings and hoodie, changing into a large shirt and underwear. As I tossed my laundry into the basket, my phone let off a ding on my bed. I flopped onto my bed, reaching for my phone and reading the notification. It read that the boys had started a live stream on twitch. I let out a giggle, amused at the boy's inability to rest. Clicking on the notification, I settled into my bed.

"We just saw each other 20 minutes ago!" Ashton cheered sarcastically from the livestream. I smiled at the faces on the screen.

"Hey, Y/n is here." Ashton chuckled, looking closer at the screen. I watched as the boys talked to the viewers of the stream and to each other, making jokes and messing with filters.

"Calum's sad cause Y/n yelled at him." Michael joked. Calum sent Michael a death glare, earning a chuckle from me.

"She didn't yell at me." Calum scoffed with a forced smile. I rolled my eyes sarcastically at his stubbornness, continuing to tune into the stream.

"He's sad cause he's in love with her." Ashton mumbled looking down to his phone, widening his eyes quickly and looking up at his screen after speaking, realizing what he had said.

"Dude." Calum spoke quietly. I narrowed my eyebrows at his words, him looking just as surprised as me. Ashton turned off his camera, followed by Calum, as if he had said something controversial. I put the speaker to my ear as the live suddenly fell quiet. Incoherent whispers came through before Ashton appeared again.

"Alright we'll see you guys later." Ashton forced a smile and a wave to the livestream before ending it abruptly. I stared at my empty screen in confusion, trying to make sense of Ashton's words. Did I hear him wrong? Was my phone glitching? I decided to play it cool and text Ashton calmly.

"Hey, why'd you end your live?"

I watched the three dots appear and disappear repeatedly before his message appeared.

"You should text Cal.".

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edge-oftheworld · 2 months

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'shallow hearts for shallow minds that ache to be alive' the chokehold you have on me

#literally keep finding new relevance for this one line #like. in my life. in christianity; surprisingly. in the way it kinda resolves the bridge of starting line on luke's part #we fall apart and redefine what keeps you up at night->also that #basically this is just an incredible bridge all around. a true pivotal point #like. just existing in a world of people who prefer to stay in a fraction of the depth you (read: I) naturally do and trying to be myself #all through that. not letting having to conform rob me of my own existence and experiences and the fact that not everyone sees everything #it doesn't make it any less real #why are we not talking about this song more in our predictions for lh2?#take my hand #5sos5 #luke hemmings #5sos #5 seconds of summer

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latenightdev1l · 3 months

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hi everyone !!

is the 5sos fandom still active on tumblr ?? because if so im taking requests ! will write anything within reason

fluff, smut, angst, headcanons, fics .etc.

lmk !! 😽😽

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calscruel · 2 months

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Nostalgia For A Time That Never Existed

A Tour By Luke Hemmings

#5 seconds of summer #5sos moodboard #luke 5sos #luke hemmings #5sos imagine #5 secs of summer #5sos header #5sos preference #5sosedit #5sos fanfic #5sos #5sos smut #ashton 5sos #michael 5sos #calum 5sos

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lovesosweeet · 6 months

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trying ao3 if you prefer to read there!!!

Better Left Unsaid (57518 words) by lovesosweeet Chapters: 20/? Fandom: 5 Seconds of Summer (Band) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Calum Hood/Original Female Character(s), Calum Hood/Original Character(s) Characters: Calum Hood, Calum Hood's Family, Calum Hood's Parents, Luke Hemmings, Michael Clifford, Ashton Irwin, Crystal Leigh, Sierra Deaton, Original Characters, Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Leukemia, Cancer, Long-Distance Relationship, Youngblood Era (5 Seconds of Summer), Sounds Live Feels Live World Tour Summary: in which orion has leukemia, and calum doesn't know.

#5sos #5 seconds of summer #calum hood #calum fanfic #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #calum hood x oc

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xoxokiaraaxoxo · 1 year

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I posted 26 times in 2022

That's 13 more posts than 2021!

6 posts created (23%)

20 posts reblogged (77%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@earthtoharlow

@goldensonlyangel

@l0caltiredgirl

@multistann

@reidselle

I tagged 6 of my posts in 2022

#fezco x reader - 3 posts

#dominic fike x reader - 3 posts

#tom holland x reader - 3 posts

#euphoria - 2 posts

#peter parker x reader - 2 posts

#euphoria imagine - 2 posts

#brad simpson x reader - 2 posts

#nate jacobs x reader - 2 posts

#angus cloud x reader - 2 posts

#vinnie hacker x reader - 2 posts

Longest Tag: 33 characters

#tom holland peter parker x reader

My Top Posts in 2022:

MASTERLIST

Fezco:

-Butterflies

Dominic Fike:

- Headcanon: Dating Dominic

Tom Holland:

- Love Songs (Peter Parker)

Brad Simpson:

-coming soon

Zabdiel De Jesus:

-coming soon

Nate Jacobs:

-coming soon

Calum Hood:

-coming soon

Vinnie Hacker:

-coming soon

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REQUESTS

Hey loves! I wanted to start a blog cause I enjoy reading the works of others. I wanna take requests from those who would like to submit any. The people I will write for are listed below, if there is someone different you would like me to write for, put it in the request! I don't have many rules, but if I don't feel comfortable with a request I will not write it. Please give me some time if you do request something I will definitely try to get it done asap. I don't mind writing smut but I am definitely not the best at it. If you have any requests you can submit them in the request link on my account! Thank you so much!

Rules:

-Please be respectful

-Specify the gender pronouns, I will assume female pronouns

-Please be specific in the details of your request

-Please be specific in character preferences

I will write:

-Scenarios

-Headcanons

-Oneshots

-Fluff, Angst, Suggestive Content

I will not write:

-Anything that I am not comfortable with writing

-Anything that may offend someone's sexuality, gender, identity, or ethnicity

-Dylan O'Brien (Stiles Stilinksi, Mitch Rapp, Thomas)

-Sebastian Stan (Bucky Barnes)

-5 Seconds of Summer

-Calum Hood

-Luke Hemmings

-Ashton Irwin

-Michael Clifford

-Jack Harlow

-Kian Lawley

-JC Caylen

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Love Songs

Summary: You and Peter are best friends and get seated together on the plane for the trip to Europe. Thanks to turbulence you and Peter have a moment.

Requested by @gpiggy98

A/N: Thank you so much for your request! I paired this imagine with Love Songs by Maggie Lindemann, listen to it while reading it! Enjoy, let me know what you think!

Pairing: Peter Parker (Tom's) x You

Word Count: 870 words

Warnings: Fluff

https://youtu.be/C84k1OgZre4

You and Peter have been best friends since you moved into the apartment next door to him. You two were always together, most people assumed the two of you were dating. But that wasn't the case you were just friends. Every time someone would ask if you were a couple Peter was always quick to tell them you were just friends. It was freshman year that you felt different when he would call you his best friend. Then it hit you realized you had a crush on Peter. You knew you needed to keep it a secret.

You were getting ready to go to the airport for the Europe trip. A knock on the door lets you know that Peter is ready to go. You go to let him in and you see the way he looks at you with his cute smile

"Hey Pete"

"Hey, you ready yet? I called for the taxi it should be here in like five minutes"

"Yea, give me a second to grab my stuff," you tell him walking towards your room to grab your bag

"Let me help you," he says when you walk back out pulling your suitcase.

"I got it," you tell him.

"No, let me be a gentleman and help you," he smiles.

You grin at his antics and let him get the suitcase. He grabs your suitcase along with his and you two go to the elevator to the lobby of your building to get into your taxi. He puts your bags in the trunk and you get in the taxi.

"Are you excited?" he asks you

"Yes, but I'm a little nervous. I've never been on a plane before" you tell him honestly.

"You'll be okay, hopefully, we get paired up to sit together," he says with the smile that gives you butterflies

When the two of you get to the airport you check in your bags, go through security and meet up with the rest of the people going on the trip. You and Peter check in with the teachers and let them know you guys are there. Peter goes to say hi to Ned, while you find a spot to sit. The teacher then calls for everyone to come over, that they have announcements to make on how things will work when we reach Prague. You pretty much zone out for most of the speech due to mostly everyone talking over them. You pay attention when they say something regarding seating on the plane

"You can sit with who you want, you all need to pair up, you are all old enough to make smart decisions on where you sit, please make good choices"

You feel eyes on you, you instantly look up to find Peter looking at you smiling. When the teacher finishes their speech, Peter walks over to you.

“You ready to go,” he asks you

“Yup”

The two of you follow the rest of the group into the line to check-in. You scan your ticket and walk on the plane with Peter. The two of you find your seats, put your bags up and sit for the flight. You take the window seat and Peter sits in the middle. You start feeling a bit nervous when the plane gets going. Peter taps your leg you look at him passing you an earbud. You put it on hearing one of your favorite songs playing

"I'll take away the hurt"

"Tell me all your fears"

"And if you're feelin' scared, I'll be here"

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Dating Dominic Headcanon

Pairing: Dominic Fike x You

Request by @gaiath: Hi can I please request dating Headcanons for Dominic Fike?

A/N: Thank you for your request! Hope you enjoy!

-Dominic always come to you for your opinion on his outfits

-He always tries to take you with him wherever he goes

-He's always there for you no matter what

-He calls you babydoll

-He loves seeing you get along with his family especially his mom and his little sister

-The two of you take his sister out whenever you go to Florida

-He takes you to Naples to show you where he grew up

-He loves to go on trips with you

-He loves going on adventures with you

-You always go to the studio to watch him record

-You help him with writing songs

-He takes you with him on set for Euphoria

-He loves to spoil you

-You to go to all of his shows

-He's always holding your hand

-He loves to cuddle with you

-He loves to just be in your presence

344 notes - Posted January 15, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Butterflies

Summary: You and Fezco never really hung out or got to know each other. But when you two end up sharing a blunt alone, things get a little heated.

Pairing: Fezco x You

Warnings: Smoking, Mentioning of drugs, Language

Word Count: 1,054 words

You and Rue have been friends for years, when you found out she ended up in rehab you honestly were terrified. You always told her that she needed to stop, you never did anything stronger than smoke weed.

Rue just texted you that she was on her way to your house to hang out. Knowing Rue that meant she wanted to go get some stuff from Fez. That's all the two of you did together anymore since she got outta rehab and she became friends with Jules.

You hear a knock coming from the window, you look over to see Rue standing there.

"Hey bitch" you say letting her in.

"Wassup, you ready?" she asks.

"Yea, where we goin'?" you ask her already having an idea.

"To Fez's to chill," she says.

You two walk outside and start your walk to the gas station, it's about a twenty-minute walk from where you live.

"Where you been lately?" you ask Rue

"Around, with Jules mostly," she tells you

"What's up with you two? You dating" you ask

"Kinda, not really. All I know is, I like her a lot" she says

You smile, you've never seen her like this. You two finally make it to Fez's. Rue starts knocking on the door mad hard. Ash opens the door looking mad asf

"Why the fuck you knockin' like the cops' bro?" he asks

"Cause I can," Rue says walking in the house

"Hey Ash," you say walking in after Rue

"Come right in then," Ash says closing the door behind us

Rue and I walk into the house and into the living room. Fez is sitting on the couch on his phone. He looks up to see who walked in

"Rue I told you I'm not giving you any more drugs," he tells her

"C'mon Fez, I just need a couple," Rue says

"No Rue, you just got outta rehab and shit. You needa stop messin' with this shit" he tells her

Her phone starts ringing, she answers it and talks for a minute. She hangs up the phone

"I gotta go," she says getting up and leaving without a word. Once the door slams shut. Fezco looks at me and asks

"What'd you need?"

"Just give me my regular," you say now wanting to get outta his house.

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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runnning-outof-time · 1 year

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Music Tag Game 🎶

Rules Music taste is a very telling thing. Create a new post and name 1-5 your favourite songs in each category. Don't be afraid to be too obvious! Tag users you want to get to know better. Don't forget to have fun :)

Thanks so much to @loveisalwaystheanswer and @there-goes-thefighter for tagging me - I’m sorry it took me so long to get to this 🥰

Putting it under the cut because there’s a lot…I’ve added links to all of the songs if you wanna check them out:

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Last songs: Rose by Allan Rayman , Too Bad by Rival Sons , Wild Eyes by The Glorious Sons , Matador by Brother Elsey

Best songs from TV/movie: I’m IN LOVE with The Revanent’s score … I also love Keep the Wolves Away by Uncle Lucius (from Yellowstone) , Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Rey (from The Great Gastby) and Life Is A Highway by Rascal Flatts (from Cars).

Favorite songs about love (happy or not): When It’s Love by Van Halen , Light My Love by Greta Van Fleet , All Your’n by Tyler Childers , Rock and a Hard Place by Bailey Zimmerman

Songs that could be the soundtrack to your life: I Walk on Water by KALEO , Panic Attack by The Glorious Sons , Love All by The Badlees , Dreamer by Brother Elsey , Makin’ It by Bishop Gunn , Mountain Hymn by Rhiannon Giddens

Songs that always make you want to dance: CAROUSEL by 5 Seconds of Summer , A Bit of Both by Allen Stone , Through the Echoes by Paolo Nutini , Circles by Post Malone , Hey Gringo by KALEO

Songs that always make you want to cry: Pink Motel by The Glorious Sons , Every Light In The House by Trace Adkins , Hold On Till May by Pierce the Veil

Songs with the best lyrics: Two States by The Badlees , Repeat by Luke Hemmings , Fine Line by Harry Styles

Songs you want to listen to when you're alone in the car: Over Now by Post Malone , IV. Sweatpants by Childish Gambino , Space Bound by Eminem , Easy Come, Easy Go by Daveed Diggs and Rafael Casal , FOR YOUR LOVE by Måneskin (I listen to explicit songs alone…can’t be cursin in front of my momma)

Songs that bring you back to yourself when your life is a mess: Matador by Brother Elsey, I’m Not Here Anymore by The Badlees, Stone by Whiskey Myers , Comedown by Luke Hemmings , White Noise by The Glorious Sons

Favourite instrumental songs: The Wheel by Woody Jackson (from Red Dead Redemption 2) , Gehanna by Thomas Newman (from 1917) , Free State of Jones by Nicholas Britell (from Free State of Jones)

Songs that make you feel like you're invincible and very cool: All Directions by Rival Sons , Fear of Falling by The Badlees , The Weight of Dreams by Greta Van Fleet , Bulls In The Bronx by Pierce the Veil

Guilty pleasure songs you're embarrassed to admit that you like: What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction…? Idk if I have any guilty pleasure songs because I’ll rep all of my music proudly.

Songs that can describe your current mood: Shapeless Art by The Glorious Sons , Word of Mouth by Allan Rayman , Bleach by 5 Seconds of Summer , Good Day by Brett Eldredge

If you wanted to be serenaded, what songs would you prefer: Adore You by Harry Styles , My Fair Lady by KALEO , Shameless by Garth Brooks , The One You Need by Brett Eldredge

Songs you'd recommend everybody to listen to (you can explain why if you want):

End of Forever by Rival Sons

On top of this amazing music in this song, the lyrics make me feel like I’m standing on the top of a mountain with the wind coming towards me. This band’s music is amazing - I highly recommend listening to them.

White Noise by The Glorious Sons

It’s got the same feeling as the song above. I don’t quite know what the lyrics mean, but I feel them in my soul. This band’s music is also amazing - I highly recommend them as well.

Stardust Chords by Greta Van Fleet

I guess I’m on a roll with songs that make you feel like you’re standing at the edge of the Earth haha … this song is much like the two above it. It feels like an entire ethereal experience. I also highly recommend this band.

Diamonds in the Coal by The Badlees

I love this song and this band because they’re local for me and it feels like they’re singing about me and the places I’ve seen/been. This song is the perfect example of that.

Alabama by Bishop Gunn

I love the storytelling in this song. It took me a couple listens to get what the twist was, but it was surely an ‘aha’ moment once I realized it.

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Tagging (no pressure): @dandelionprints @cillmequick @look-at-the-soul @l1-l4 @midnightmagpiemama

#tagged in #k’s music recs

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lee-is-emo · 10 months

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Welcome to my blog!!!

Hello! Here's some things about me and my blog!

My name is Lee!

I am 17!

I use They/Them and She/Her and He/Him pronouns with a preference for They/Them!

I speak English and the majority of the things I reblog will also be in English however there will probably be some stuff in other languages because of some of the things I like!

I run the blog @qsmp-reference ! If you want to know about some character lore check it out!

Now onto the things I like!

MUSIC

5 Seconds Of Summer

Ashton Irwin

Bastille

Fall Out Boy

Frank Iero

Gerard Way

Harry Styles

Hayley Williams

Hozier

I DON'T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

Louis Tomlinson

Luke Hemmings

My Chemical Romance

One Direction

Paramore

Patrick Stump

Waterparks

+ a lot more, but these are my favourites at the moment!

STREAMERS

Badboyhalo

Philza

Quackity

Ranboo

Slimecicle

+ most of the other streamers on the qsmp, but these are the ones I watch the most!

OTHER THINGS

Generation Loss

QSMP

I'll try to keep this updated but this is what I like at the moment!

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prettyyyboyluke · 1 year

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Make You Wait

luke let's y/n take control

luke’s wrists are tied to the bed posts, quite tightly he’ll admit. y/n wants luke to feel how she feels when he teases her for hours on end. he let her, just to make her happy. toys were something that luke loved to experiment with, but y/n wasn’t always so keen. but, she remembers a night where nothing was working for her, and she knew that luke had bought her a vibrator and went to go find it. she slept like a baby that night.

luke’s sat up on the bed, y/n across from him. her legs spread wide open, her thighs coated in her arousal. she wants to use the vibrator to torture luke. she would occasionally lean up and kiss him, just to keep him asking for more. y/n has the toy placed perfectly on her clit, making her jump every now and then. sometimes she has to pull away when she feels overwhelmed, and luke doesn’t like to see that. “c’mon angel, don’t you wanna cum?” luke asks her.

of course y/n wants to cum, but she wants to wait it out as long as she possibly can to keep luke frustrated. “not yet,” y/n breaths. she takes her fingers and swipes up her core, feeling how wet she is. “i’m not wet enough.” she says playfully. you could hear him huff, clearly annoyed. he wants to tell her to let him touch her. she sits right on top of his lap, her folds taking in his shaft. she wraps her arms around his neck, pulling herself upwards, sliding her pussy against him. “see?” she asks rhetorically with a giggle behind her tone.

luke groans at her comment. “at least let me touch you,” he breathed. y/n moved her hips with luke, with him trying to get his cock into her walls. “stop messing around.” he demands. luke’s breaking and he needs to get his cock wetter. y/n shakes her head, slowing her hips down.

“i want you to make me cum, but on my terms, not yours.” y/n says. she gets off luke’s lap and sits back to where she was before. she grabs the vibrator and places it back on her clit. she closes her legs on instinct, but opens them back up before luke yells at her. “you always make me wait. even when i do everything you say, you still make me wait. it’s only fair i do it to you.” she says, feeling like she’s justified herself.

she’ll let luke out of his ties, but he needs to promise her that he won’t touch her until she says so. “don’t you want me to feel good?” y/n asks, her head falling to the side. “i’ll let you out of your ties,” a gasp leaves her lips, “but i’ll tell you when you can touch me.” luke groans at y/n’s words. all he wants is to sink his cock down into her wet walls and hear her sweet moans fill the room. “i’m not untying you until you promise me.” she moans, moving her hips into the toy.

luke wasn’t used to not touching y/n whenever he wanted. he always had his hand placed somewhere on her. “okay, i promise.” he says. y/n smiles. she turns the setting up higher, jumping as soon as she does. she’s on her knees, leaning back with her eyes closed. y/n can feel her orgasm approaching, she’s pushing herself down harder on the toy, wanting to buckle her knees and let out moans.

she manages to sit up, though, and untie one of luke’s hands. she lets him free his other hand. luke goes to wrap one of his hands around his cock, pumping it to try to relieve the ache. y/n is close to luke, almost hovering over his lap. she leans down to kiss him, and she kisses him hard. luke kisses her back with the same amount of force. she breaks the kiss and takes his free hand to replace her’s that’s holding the vibrator.

luke keeps the toy right on her clit, watching y/n’s legs shake. “please, please, i need you to fuck me,” y/n says with a whiney tone. luke wastes no time in slipping his cock right into her tight hole. he still holds the vibrator right on her clit, and watches her breath catch in her throat. she starts to move her hips back and forth instead of bouncing on luke’s cock.

“can’t believe this fucking thing got you so wet,” luke says, moving to sit upright. y/n puts her hands on luke’s shoulders, letting his cock fill her up. “are you gonna cum, angel? do you want it that bad?” luke asks in a mocking tone. y/n nods her head, her hair falling all over her face.

“yes, yes, i’m right there,” y/n moans. as soon as she feels the tip of luke’s cock in her stomach, she explodes. she sinks down as far as she can on his cock, the vibrator still going. “don’t move, don’t move, fuck.” she babbles, milking out her pleasure. her hips are moving harshly, she feels her back stretch out.

luke thinks y/n looks dirty, and he loves it. her mouth is hung open and drool coating all over chin, her eyes are squeezed shut, and she’s digging her nails into his shoulders. the tip of his cock is twitching for his release. y/n’s never fully sat on luke’s cock like she is right now. he can feel where y/n is throbbing. y/n finally opens her eyes, her vision blurry when she looks at luke. he smiles at her, running his thumb across her bottom lip. “think we’ll use this more often?” luke smirks holding up the vibrator.

y/n nods her head. she doesn’t move from luke’s cock, she pulls him in to kiss. she leans back, wanting luke to set her on her back. luke leans with her, picking her up by the underside of her thighs, and setting her on her back. y/n moves one of her legs on luke’s shoulder to let him go as deep as he can.

luke places one of his hands on her thigh, putting a small amount of his weight on her. his hips move in a fluid motion, feeling how y/n wants to push back on his cock. luke wants to tease her just a little a little bit. he takes the hand that was on her thigh, and presses down on her lower stomach, stretching her out even further. y/n arches her back and her hips move down while she lets out a moan. she can’t form a word, anything that comes out of her mouth is a string of whimpers. she feels her leg burn with how far luke is stretching her. y/n sits up, watching how luke’s cock moves in and out of her.

her forehead is pressed against luke’s head and slipping down to try and kiss him. “let me kiss you,” she whines like she’s about to throw a tantrum. you can hear the desperation in her tone. luke can tell the dom persona she took on was gone.

“ask me, nicely.” luke says, pulling on her bottom lip with his thumb.

y/n breaths, “can i please kiss you?” it rushed out of her mouth, luke wanted her to need it. luke’s hips never stopped, and y/n has a feeling he’s going to tell her to do it again.

“mm, not like that, angel.” luke says.

she opens her eyes, looking into luke’s. her eyes move down to see his bitten bottom lip. “can i kiss you, please?” her deadeyes are staring back at luke’s. tears are threatening to spill from the corners of her eyes.

they finally kiss and y/n whines so hard she pulls away. she gives luke kisses in between her gasps. one of luke’s hands are gripping her hair out of her face. y/n’s mouth is dry that it’s hard for her to talk. she finally looks at luke, tears in her eyes while she’s trying to catch her breath. luke is starting to loose control of himself. he’s been trying to hold off his orgasm until y/n’s. he’s hoping she’s close, he doesn’t want to wait any longer. “i need you to cum, y/n,” luke pants.

“i’m so close luke, don’t stop please,” y/n moans. luke can’t hold her up for much longer, y/n falls on her back. luke stretches her leg farther back, unbending his knees. “fuck, yes, i’m right there,” y/n moans.

she’s rubbing her clit in fast circles, desperate to cum. she feels her hips buckle down, luke has her hair out of her face. “that’s what i like to see,” luke moans.

y/n’s moving too much for luke, he needs her to stay hill so he can cum. “luke, i-i, oh my god” y/n tries to finish her sentence. y/n’s legs squeeze shut, her walls squeezing down on luke’s cock.

“stay just like that angel, fuck, you feel so good,” luke moans. y/n’s hips push back on him, his cock slipping out of her, but he slips right back in. his arms are barely holding him up and y/n’s leg starts to slip off his shoulder. she feels his cum coating her walls. luke is far deep in y/n’s stomach, like he was when she was on top of him. her walls are still squeezing around his cock, making them both shutter.

y/n’s head is spinning, just like when you’re too drunk and can’t think straight. luke rubs her cheek, bringing her back to him. he kisses her forehead gently, feeling how hot her body is. he finally slips out of her, getting a groan while doing so. she finally opens her eyes and feels her body relax.

her thighs already feel sore, but she knows it’ll be worse in the morning. “i think i like being in charge,” she finally says.

luke pinches her bottom lip, giving her a quick peck. “but you love daddy more.”

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ughkat · 7 months

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crush | c.t.h

part two

part one here

{ probably gonna turn this into a series so be patient for a part 3! }

cal x fem!reader

fluff?, kissing, drinking

not proofread

"You should text Cal."...

I sat still in my bed, looking at my screen in confusion at Ashton's text. My brain unbelievably pieced together his distant attitude being tied to an attraction towards me. I furrowed my eyebrows and bit the inside of my cheek with doubt. There was no way he had a crush on me. I would know, right?

I hesitantly exited my messages with Ashton, scrolling to mine with Calum. Looking at my screen aimlessly, my thumbs shifted over the empty text box, thinking of something to say. I didn't want to scare him off, so I started simple.

"Hey"

I typed slowly, pressing send with shaky hands. I knew my nervousness wasn't stemmed from talking Calum himself, but more of finding out the full truth from him personally. Three dots appeared quickly, making my leg bounce with anxiety.

"Hi"

He responded flatly. I sighed at his dry tone. I knew his stubbornness would aide for an inconclusive conversation, so I decided to jump right in.

"What did Ashton mean before he ended the stream?" I sent the text hesitant, trying my best to sound nonchalant.

"Idk what you're talking about lol.".

His pathetic attempt at minor gaslighting me failed, I continued to push.

"Yes you do. Correct me if I'm wrong but he said you're mad at me because you love me?"

"Of course I love you. We all love you, you're my best friend."

I tossed my head back in frustration, rethinking my own suspicions. I realized I wasn't going to get what I wanted from him through a text, so I tried something else.

"Can we hangout tomorrow, just us? I feel like we need it."

I typed genuinely, knowing if he was telling the truth, he'd oblige. As the two of us hanging out alone used to be a common occurrence.

"You have work tomorrow."

He tried to think of a get away.

"I get off at 6. I'll see you after?"

I typed, giving him almost no choice but to see me. I watched patiently has I was left on read for a few minutes before Calum replied.

"I'm bringing drinks."

I smirked at his usual sass and need for a substance to calm his obvious.

" :) see you tomorrow."

I replied before switching my phone off and setting it beside me. I couldn't help but let butterflies slowly fill my stomach at the thought of myself making Calum flustered. For years, though I always found him attractive and had an underlying physical draw to him, I never imagined him more than anything than a friend. But I started to wonder if that was because I wanted it that way, or because I thought it had to be that way.

I began to doubt my own feelings towards Calum as I stared blankly at my wall in front of me. I bit my cheek as I reminisced on past memories and emotions throughout the years with Calum. I realized I never gave the thought of Calum as more than a friend a chance only for the wellness of our friendship as a group.

I stopped my thoughts in their tracks, snapping out of my trance and reminding myself that Calum hadn't confirmed nor denied his attraction to me yet, and I still could have simply misheard Ashton over my phone speaker. I settled deeply into my bed, letting my eyes flutter shut as I reassured myself of the pros and cons of tomorrows plans.

The sounds of footsteps and the occasional phone ringing filled the silence around me as I sat in boredom at my job. I had 15 minutes left of my shift, and all I could think about was the boy I would be meeting with when I got home. I tapped a pen mindlessly on the desk in front of me, my hours going by quickly while I let my mind wander about Calum.

On the dot, 6:00 rolled around and I began packing my belongings into my bag to head out to my car. I reached for my phone on my way out of the doors to reveal a message from Calum.

"Let me know when you're home.".

I caught myself smiling at his straight words, tucking my phone back into my pocket. I hurried quickly to my car, tossing my bag into the passenger seat before pulling out into the road.

I scolded myself mentally during my drive for beginning to fantasize about the possibilities with Calum and I. A smile escaped my lips at the idea of hearing Ashton's words correctly, and Calum really liking me.

Arriving home, I quickly raced to my bedroom, changing out of my work clothes and into black pajama shorts and oversized t-shirt. Leaving my makeup how it was, I pulled my hair out of its ponytail, running my hands through the tangles as I made my way to my bed, opening my phone.

"I'm home"

I sent a simple text to Calum before laying out on my back across my bed, letting out a tired breath. I rolled my ankles lazily, taking in the comfort of my bed before a single ding rang from my phone.

"Omw."

I bounced my leg anxiously awaiting Calum's arrival. Suddenly, it was like I was meeting him for the first time. I began to do things I wouldn't before think twice about. I checked my appearance multiple times in the mirror, made my bed, and tidied up my room. All things that I never cared about the boys, including Calum, minding before.

A few quiet knock fell at my front door, making me jolt from my frantic fidgeting. I calmly made my way to the front door, opening it to reveal Calum carrying a single plastic grocery bag.

"I have drinks and snacks." He lifted the bag slightly, speaking with a half smile. I stepped to the side, inviting him in. Already, I could sense his tense energy. I led him to the couch, I felt my heartbeat pick up its pace at the feeling of him so close behind me.

We took our seats beside each other, Calum leaving an awkwardly large space between us.

"Beer?" Calum offered blankly, reaching for the 6 pack of beer. I shook my head, more focused on the subject matter on my mind.

"No, thanks.".

"Wanna watch a movie or something?" He asked, forcing a fake civil smile.

The two of us sat sharing a glance for a moment before I took the wheel impatiently.

"I know you're lying." I spoke, looking down at my hands. Calum turned his head towards me quickly.

"What?"

"You're lying." I repeated, looking at his with a frustrated smile, "I know what heard on that stream, Cal." I leaned deeper into the couch, watching Calum's eyes dart across the room. He let out a sigh, appearing to be trying to gather his words.

"What do you want me to say?" He muttered quietly, making eye contact loosely. I looked down to my hands before back up to him through my eyelashes cautiously, watching his anxious expression.

"Is it true?" I spoke almost at a whisper, picking at my thumbs anxiously. He looked at me slowly, swallowing a lump in his throat before speaking deeply.

"What if it is?" He shrugged gently. I let out a sigh at his small confession, relieved at his words, yet finding myself in another boat of confusion.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" I spoke, moving closer to him, feeling my energy being pulled towards his. He looked away as I got closer, becoming visually nervous. Looking back at me, he replied.

"I wanted to at first" He began, "But I kept ignoring it after some years. I was scared of what you'd say." He mumbled.

"And Ashton knew all this time" I continued, tilting my head. He looked down.

"Yeah, he thought you wouldn't feel the same either.".

We sat quietly in each others silence for a moment, sharing glances and collecting our thoughts. I felt myself warm up inside at the confessions coming from Calum, guiding my next few bold moves.

"Cal." I spoke with a smile, moving in closer. His head perked up quickly at my movements.

"Hm?" He muttered quietly.

"You should've told me sooner." I began softly.

"Why..?" He furrowed his eyebrows, his eyes darting to mine back and forth.

My eyes were stuck in a trance deeply into his sparking brown ones, and my mind took control. Without thinking, I leaned in quickly, pressing my lips to his passionately. He released a small gasp before swiftly closing his eyes, melting into the kiss as well. I pulled back quickly with semi wide eyes, looking at Calum nervously. His mouth was half agape, searching for his words. I watched his shocked expression and loss for words, instantly doubting my actions.

"I-." I started, looking down, "I'm sorry Cal, I do-" I was abruptly cut off by Calum pulling me in for another kiss, holding the side of my face with a gentle hand. I chill ran through me as our lips intertwined perfectly, making me melt under his touch. His mouth on mine was the deciding factor that I wanted every bit of Calum, in every way, all of the time.

He pulled away slowly, looking at me adoringly in the eyes. A smile escaped his lips, followed by us giggling in unison at our impulsive actions.

"Was that so hard?" I teased lightly, filled with joy at the breakthrough Calum had made.

"If I knew this was gonna' happen, I definitely would have told you sooner." He joked with a scoff. I giggled, leaning back into the couch with a sigh.

"Was this your plan the whole time?" He asked smugly, narrowing his eyes. I rolled my eyes, shaking my head.

"No, actually." I laughed, "I came into this blind. Didn't have a plan." I reached for a beer from the coffee table in front of us, cracking it open swiftly and taking a sip. Calum rolled his head back lazily on the couch before speaking.

"In all realness though, I really do like you," He began, "Like, a lot. And I have for a really long time." I began to confess slowly as he joined me with a drink.

"How long?" I asked genuinely, I turned to look at him as he continued.

"Ever since Ash started bringing you around, really. Truthfully, you're one of the most beautiful girls i've ever met, Y/n." He chuckled with embarrassment, looking down to his drink. I blushed uncontrollably at his words, mimicking his actions and looking down.

"Whatever." I giggled at his hyperbole of my description. How could someone as fit as Calum find me to be the most beautiful girl he's ever met?

"It's true." He urged, "Ever since I laid eyes on you, I wanted you to be mine." He spoke boldly. I turned to him with a serious expression, shocked by his words.

"Really?" I mumbled quietly. He nodded his head with a shy smile

An uncontrollable grin took over me, immediately noticing the change in energy. Calum seemed to be slowly resuming his usual self, only leaving me with one question. What now?

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5SOS IMAGINES MASTERLIST

Masterlist

5SOS IMAGINES & PREFERENCES (REQUESTS ARE OPEN)

Updated: 23rd Sep 2021

Calum -

Going Shopping with Calum

Your sick, so Calum takes care of you but then he gets sick the next day

Missed Chance - Part 1 (x)

Michael -

Michael steals your towel & clothes

Michael gets jealous when you do Zumba

After an argument your car won’t start and Michael helps you

Michael accidentally makes your relationship public during Call or Delete

You get drunk at a part and your protective ex Michael, helps you

Michaels Adopted Sister - Part 1 (x) Part 2 (x) Part 3 (x) Part 4 (x)

Based on the song ‘Just Sayin’

You find a lost kitten in your apartment and it belongs to Michael

Michael turns you on and All Time Low boys tease you about it

You and Michael get into an argument and he makes you cry the apologises

Fathers Day shopping with Michael

Michael proposes to you on your anniversary but makes you think he forgot about it

Your older brother (Ashton) walks in on you and your boyfriend Michael having sex and gets mad but end up happy *Smutty*

Michael gets jealous because the boys have a crush on you and start to get touchy *Slightly ‘dirty’*

Cuddles with Michael

You're a songwriter with 5sos, Michael and you are secretly in love *Little bit smutty*

You find polaroid Michael secretly took of you stashed away somewhere *Tiny bit ‘dirty’*

You tease Michael while the boys are in the room *Little bit smutty*

You get into a fight with your parents and Michael comforts you

Ashton -

Valentines Day with Ashton

Your bisexual and photos of you and your ex girlfriend get out, your scared of Ashtons opinion.

Your older brother (Ashton) walks in on you and your boyfriend Michael having sex and gets mad but end up happy *Smutty*

Ashton tickles you when your pregnant and you pee

Luke -

You get insecure going through Lukes Instagram

Luke doesn’t wear his wedding ring and you get into an argument

You break up with Luke before he goes and he gets upset on tour

Luke and you have broken up and nearly have a car crash and he protects you and you end up getting back together

Luke asks you to be his girlfriend

You break Luke’s guitar while cleaning and he gets mad, so you buy him a new one

You overhear the boys saying they don’t trust you

Lukes little cousin makes Luke jealous by calling you his girlfriend and pretty

Luke gets jealous because you have pictures with Justin Bieber at VMAs

Luke says something mean to you and the other boys go off at him & he chases after you

All -

He finds out your extremely ticklish

You’re Tall

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emmyhem · 3 years

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it’s about time (l.r.h)

a/n: hi again! first of all i want to say thank you for the support on “seven things” it means the world. secondly, my requests are open and i’d be happy to write something for you. this is a jealous bff!luke imagine i wanted to get up this weekend, i didn’t do a very thorough edit before posting so hopefully there aren’t any typos. i am working on the request for a lashton x reader love triangle piece right now and will hopefully have it up by monday or tuesday. thank you, i hope you enjoy - emmy :)

pairing: luke hemmings x reader

summary: being best friends with the guy you’re in love with is extremely taxing especially when you have to watch him be with another girl all night. just when you’ve finally had enough of waiting around for him he ruins your plans for moving on.

warnings: alcohol, using alcohol as a coping mechanism, slight angst, jealous luke, mentions of throwing up, cursing, luke’s a bit of an asshole.

word count: 3.3k

“God, could they get a room?” you scoffed leaning into Calum as you watched your best friend practically eat his date’s face from across the club.

“Jealous are we y/n?” Calum laughed slinging an arm over your shoulder.

“No, just utterly disgusted.” you said before slamming back your fourth shot of tequila.

That was a lie, you were jealous. You were so insanely jealous that you could scream.

Luke had met his date, Hannah at the studio last week. She was new, working at the front desk. She had caught Luke’s eye the second she walked in the room with a bright confident smile, and a flirty look in her eye. Luke had asked her out the next day and was practically giddy when she accepted.

And that’s how they ended up in the corner of the club, Luke’s hands tangled in her hair, and her tongue down his throat. All the while you were trying to not look bitter, and distracting yourself with one too many drinks.

It wasn’t a new routine. You couldn’t count how many times you’ve had to sit back and watch a girl way prettier than you, be in the exact position that you would quite literally die to be in, with your best friend of 4 years. And somehow it seemed to hurt more each time, which meant more drinks for you.

As you felt the familiar and comforting burn of your fifth shot of the night slide down your throat Calum shot you a knowing look.

“Maybe you should slow down there, kid.”

You rolled your eyes and took his Corona from his hands using it as a chaser.

“Corona girl?” you heard from behind you. When you turn, your eyes meet a pretty pair of green ones (you still preferred Luke’s blue, but what the hell).

“Tequila girl.” you clarified.

“Respect.” the man said, extending a strong tattooed hand. “I’m Austin.”

“Y/n” you said, shaking his hand. You glanced over your shoulder at Calum who was now engaged in a conversation with Mikey and Ashton beside you.

“Pretty name, pretty girl.” he smirked. “So, can I get you a tequila?”

You giggled, happy for a distraction from Luke.

“You can get me a margarita, on the rocks.”

“Deal.”

The two of you chatted as you sipped on your drink, mind getting hazier with each sip. And you don’t know if it was the alcohol or your determination to get Luke off your mind but Austin was really, really hot.

“Do you wanna dance with me?” you asked before you had a chance to convince yourself otherwise. You were never really a dance in public kind of girl, normally the closest you got to showing your moves on the dancefloor was Just Dance in Luke’s living room.

“Absolutely.” Austin replied, sliding an arm around your waist to lead you to the dancefloor.

The bass beat shook the floor as the two of you made your way to the middle of the club. As you stopped you realized you had absolutely no idea what to do. You never did stuff like this. You can’t even remember the last time you went on a date, let alone danced to sleazy house music with a stunning stranger. You glanced around you hoping to follow the lead of the more experienced dancers around you.

A redhead to your right swung her hips, inching closer to her partner's body with each movement until she was pressed directly to his chest.

“Seems like a good place to start” you mumbled to yourself.

The second your hips were in movement Austin’s hands gripped them strongly guiding your movements closer and closer to him. As the beat built and your movements slowed to a teasingly slow pace his grip tightened causing your tight white dress to bunch up on your thighs.

With the alcohol in your bloodstream and Austin’s breath on the back of your neck you nearly forgot about Luke and your perpetual sadness, that is until you locked eyes with him from across the room.

Hannah was tucked under his arm sipping on her drink, but his gaze was locked on you, he had an unrecognizable look on his face, and a jaw clenched so hard you feared he would break his teeth.

You took him staring as the perfect opportunity to spin around, inches away from Austin’s face looking up at him through your lashes. His pupils were blown a bit, eyes filled with lust. He was practically breathing into your mouth. You will yourself to just kiss him. It’s not like you were Luke’s girl you thought, so you started to lean in.

As Austin placed his hand on the back of your neck you felt someone grab your arm tugging you out of Austin’s grip.

“Y/n” Luke appeared next to you.

“Is there a problem man?” Austin said grabbing one of your hands.

Luke rolled his eyes with a sly grin on his face, “Cal wants to talk to you.” he said to you not breaking eye contact with the pissed off guy in front of you.

“I’m a bit busy.” you said annoyance brewing in you as you ripped your arm out of Luke’s hand. “Can it wait?”

“Nope, said it was important.” he said nonchalantly “Better go find him.”

You internally groaned, “I’ll be right back.” you said leaning in to peck Austin’s cheek.

“Y/n, C’mon!” Luke shouted over the music.

“Fine!” you groaned leaving Luke and Austin behind you as you scanned the bar for Calum.

After searching for a few minutes you saw him in a booth with Ashton, and Michael talking and laughing.

“Calum,” you called. He glanced up at you waving a hand above his hand. You slid into the booth next to him, your patience growing thin.

“What is it?” you said.

“What?” he said, confusion spreading across his face.

“Luke said you needed to talk to me, what’s up?”

Calum’s eyebrows tugged together glancing at the other guys.

“I haven’t talked to Luke since we got here.”

You rolled your eyes and turned to the corner across the room where Luke had Hannah pressed up against the wall.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” you said out loud, rubbing your temple in frustration.

Ashton gave you a sympathetic smile and glanced at Michael who was practically sleeping on Cal’s shoulder.

“Maybe we should head out.” he said motioning to the drunk mess that was the three of you.

“No” Calum whined, dragging out the oh sound. “y/n was about to get some.” he teased poking your side.

“Just take him home, y/n/n.” Michael groaned, not even opening his eyes.

You pondered the idea, you never did stuff like this. But Austin was hot, and Luke was preoccupied. To say the least.

“I could take him home.” you say aloud trying to convince yourself.

“Then do it.” Calum challenged.

“I will.” you stated proudly. “You guys get Luke. Ash, you get the uber, and Austin and I will meet you at the door. “ you gave a quick nod to the boys and went to get Austin.

Austin stood exactly where you left him on the dance floor.

“Thank god you’re back. I-“

Before he had a chance to finish, you crashed your lips onto his. He quickly fell into the kiss moving his hand to the small of you back. Before it went any further you pulled apart about an inch, and spoke into his mouth,

“Come back to my apartment?”

“Absolutely.” he said an excited smile growing on his face.

When the two of you made it to where your group was struggling to stand by the door Luke pulled apart from Hannah, looking Austin up and down. His eyes stopping where your hands were interlocked.

“Love, a word?” he slurred, nodding his head away from the group.

You walked with him just outside the door.

“What’s up?”

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean with this guy, what are you doing with him?”

“Um, taking him home with me?” you said confused.

“You can’t do that.”

“Who says?” anger began building as you looked up at him.

“Uh, me I guess. You know nothing about him.”

This caused you to scoff, a laugh passing your lips, “And you do a background check on every girl you take home with you?”

“That’s different,” he alleged.

“And how’s that?” your patience was growing thin, and you could feel this conversation sobering you up.

“I don’t know y/n, you're just not one night stand material.”

Okay, ouch. Tears began to prick at your waterline.

“Go to hell.” you breathed, pushing past him.

“No, y/n/n. You know that’s not what I meant. C’mon love, hey I’m sorry.” he called after you.

As you approached the group, holding back tears, you took a glance at Austin in front of you and realized that no matter how hot he was you really didn’t even want this. How could you when you were head over heels in love with your asshole of a best friend.

But it was too late now, you would do it. Even if it was wrong. Even if you didn’t want to. Even if it was just to spite Luke.

“Ready to head out?” you questioned aloud, swallowing your hurt.

“Yep, uber just got here.” Ashton confirmed, guiding a hammered Calum and Michael out the door.

You all climbed into the Uber X Ashton had ordered, Luke, Hannah, and Calum in the back, Ashton in the passenger seat, and Michael, Austin, and you in the middle.

As you pulled away from the club, Ashton spoke over the light music coming from the car radio and gave the driver Luke’s address. The group had made plans to all spend the night at Luke’s, like you typically did after a night out.

“We have one more stop actually” you choked out, feeling Austin lean into you, lips attaching to your neck.

You gave the man your address and turned your attention back to the sexually charged man glued to your side. As he moved his kisses up to your jaw you closed your eyes, in order to prevent yourself from breaking down. The constant reminder that Luke had no interest in you, being thrown in your face as Hannah released soft sighs behind you.

Ashton glanced back at you from the front seat,

“You feeling okay, kid?” he asked.

You nodded gulping, and looked up at the ceiling to deter your threatening tears.

His eyes narrowed in concern as he adjusted his body in his seat so he was looking you in the eyes. Luke turned his attention away from Hannah (much to her despair) to the front of the car as Ashton spoke.

“Y/n, you sure? Maybe you and your friend should continue this another night.” Ashton suggested, noticing how you had tensed up and your expression had faltered since entering the car.

Austin pulled off of you and shot him a frustrated glare from his seat. Ashton raised his eyebrows in response, silently challenging Austin to confront him.

Austin moved in centimeters from your ear, “Your friends are kind of cockblocks.” he complained.

You tilted your head away from him and looked out the window Michael was sitting next to.

“Maybe they’re right.” you muttered. “Maybe you should just go home, and we can do this some other time. I’m not feeling well.”

You kept your gaze directed outside of the car, too afraid to see his reaction to your sudden rejection.

“Your kidding right?” he scoffed.

You were becoming more anxious by the second as he rambled on about how you must be joking.

“I’m not laughing.” Luke interrupted flatly.

“Okay, what’s your deal man?” Austin’s demeanor had quickly changed as he turned to face Luke, aggression clear in his face.

Luke held his hands in the air before resting them on the back of your seat. “No deal, she’s just clearly not interested, so maybe you could give her some space.”

Calum and Michael perked up in their seats as the mood in the car shifted. In the front Ashton was talking to the driver, explaining how you would be getting dropped off with the rest of them.

Austin was in a confrontational mood now, one that made you uneasy. He and Luke continued to bicker back and forth. Hannah sat confused and aggravated next to Luke.

You were seconds away from crumbling, feeling extremely upset and overwhelmed. Michael placed a hand on your shoulder, hoping to ease some of your distress as you pulled into Luke’s driveway.

Everyone got out of the car, leaving Austin stirring in his own anger. Ashton patted the top of the car twice before it drove away.

“Well, y/n you sure know how to pick em’” Luke commented.

Calum shot him a disapproving look as you shoved past, running inside.

You had officially reached your breaking point. You couldn’t have Luke but you were in too deep to be with anyone else. Not to mention the fact that Luke seemed to be taking pleasure in your misfortune for the night.

You went straight for the bathroom. All the alcohol and confrontation hadn’t been kind to your stomach.

You hunched over the toilet and began throwing up before you even got the chance to close the door all the way. Your eyes were red and stinging from your tears and your throat was stripped raw. Hugging your knees to your chest you sat with your back against the sink.

Three soft knocks came from the cracked door and you peered up through cloudy eyes to see Ashton looking at you with pity clear on his face.

“Can I come in?”

You nodded into your knees, staring down at the familiar tiles of Luke’s bathroom.

You couldn’t count how many times you had been in this exact spot. Whether it be dealing with the consequences of your unhealthy coping mechanism after a night out like you were now. Early mornings after sleeping over, sitting in the steam while Luke showered because he just couldn’t wait to tell you a story, or late nights he would convince you to paint his nails. All of it was replaying in your head.

“Why can’t he just love me the way I love him?” you whimpered as a sob broke from your throat.

Ashton was quick to wrap his arms around you, taking a seat on the floor.

“It’s okay, y/n.” he shushed. “You’re okay.

“I love him, Ash” your voice muffled from being pressed to his shoulder.

“I know.” he comforted you, rocking your frame lightly. You sat in silence for a bit, trying to control your breathing.

By the time you left the bathroom Calum and Michael were asleep on the couch and Luke and Hannah had gone to Luke’s room. Ashton laid on the couch with the other guys and you made your way to the guest room, falling asleep the second your head hit the pillow.

You woke up early with a throbbing headache and an insatiable craving for iced coffee. There was no doubt in your mind that you were first one awake, the guys wouldn’t be up for hours. You tiptoed through the living room past a sleeping Michael, Calum, and Ashton being careful not to wake them. As you turned the corner to leave you heard a voice from the kitchen,

“Morning,” Luke called, his gravelly voice making it very clear he had just woken up. He was leaning on the cabinet in a pair of sweats, a cup of coffee in hand.

“Oh, you’re up.” you responded still moving towards the door.

“Going somewhere?” he questioned walking towards you.

“Yea I gotta go, I have uh…” your mind was drawing a blank. “ya know, laundry.”

“Wait,” he sprung forward in two big steps grabbing your shoulder. “as urgent as that sounds, I wanna talk.”

“‘bout what?”

“I feel like I should apologize for last night.”

“It’s okay, we can talk about it later. I really gotta get going.”

“Y/n! Will you let me say sorry, please?” he pleaded

“You have.” you replied nodding at him before turning away once again.

“Fine, then can I ask why you tried to take someone home last night. You never do that.”

“No reason.” you lied, opening the front door.

“Really? Cause Cal said something last night about you being jealous or something and then I went to check on you and I overheard-”

“I gotta go.” you panicked, taking a step outside.

Right before the door swung closed and you made your escape Luke stopped it with his hand and spoke,

“Are you in love with me?”

You froze where you stood, squeezing your eyes shut completely mortified.

Slowly, you spun back around to face Luke. He stepped out of the door frame allowing you reentrance and led you to the kitchen. Once you had both sat down he spoke again,

“So is it true? What you told Ashton last night, is it true?”

You placed your hands over your eyes and shook your head.

“Does it matter?” you responded.

“Of course it matters, what do you mean?”

“I mean you have Hannah and it doesn’t matter how I fe-”

“Hannah’s gone.” he interrupted.

“Gone?”

“It wasn’t gonna work out with us. I ended things last night.”

“Why would you end things with-” you paused, eyes narrowing.

Luke looked down, suddenly not wanting to meet your eyes.

“Do you...you love me?”

At this Luke shot up from his seat and started pacing around the kitchen.

“Well, of course I do. But I asked you first, and you can’t just..” he rambled on but you stopped listening after “of course I do”

“Lu,” you said, standing up

He continued talking, not even hearing you over his own nervous talking and fidgeting.

“Lu.” you called a bit louder.

He turned to you, stopping mid sentence his mouth still hanging open.

“I am.”

“You…” he spoke slowly, eyes frozen on you.

“I am in love with you.”

Both of you were frozen in place, terrified that if you moved you may wake up and discover this was all just a dream. You stayed like that for about a minute till you broke the silence.

“I have been, for a couple years now. And I never told you, cause I always thought that-” you were cut off by Luke’s lips.

He had one hand on the back of your neck and the other pulling you closer by the waist. You melted into the kiss pressing a hand to his chest. It may sound cliche but you swore you were seeing fireworks as he ran his tongue along your bottom lip.

“I love you.” he sighed as you pulled apart. “I am so in love with you, fuck I can’t believe-” Before he had a chance to ramble again you pulled him back in for another kiss.

After a few minutes you broke away to catch your breath. Luke moved his hands to cup both your cheeks,

“Hi.” he cooed.

“Hi” you smiled. “I need coffee” you turned away walking towards the kitchen.

“Hey no wait” he whined pulling you back by the waist. “m’not done kissing you.”

“We have plenty of time for that, but I need coffee now.” you teased pressing a swift kiss to his lips.

“Mmm, I know but we’ve got a lot of catching up to do” he said chasing behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist as you walked to the coffee machine.

As you fixed yourself a coffee, Luke's chin resting on the top of your head, you heard shuffling from the living room. When you looked up Michael was walking in with messy hair and eyes puffy from sleep. He glanced at you in Luke’s arms, his expression unchanging and mumbled while pulling orange juice from the fridge,

“It’s about time.”

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madison-y · 2 years

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He’s Tired// Ashton Irwin

You entered yours and ash's house to find it dark and quiet, it was mid afternoon so you expected him to have at least the curtains open. You walked up stairs into your bedroom to find him still asleep, snuggled in bed under the covers. You smiled at the sight. You decided to wake him up seen as it was 1 in the afternoon. You reached out put your hand on his shoulder over the blanket. "Ash?" He didn't move at all. "Ash? Baby it's 1 you've got to get up." "I don't wanna." He said quietly in his deep morning voice. "I know you don't but you have to." "Y/n" he said dragging out the end of your name. "Ash" you said dragging out the end of his like he did yours. "Are you feeling okay baby?" "I'm okay. Just tired." "You'll be less tired if you get out of bed." "But its warm in bed" he said still not opening his eyes. "If you get up we can snuggle on the couch?" "Or we could snuggle in bed." He said opening his eyes to meet yours. "Get up." You said as you kiss his forehead tenderly. "Forehead kisses are underrated." Ash mumbled. "C'mon sleepy head, get up" you said pulling the blankets off him, grabbing his hand getting him to sit up. "I don't wanna." "Baby get out of bed." You were still holding his hand, he held tighter onto your hand and pulled you down on top of him on the bed. You rolled over so you laid next to him and he pulled the blankets over top of the two of you. "Can we stay in bed all day, snuggling and watching TV?" Ash asked pulling out his puppy eyes. "Fine, only until dinner than we have to get up. We have plans with the boys remember?" "We could ditch them?" "No." You said smiling ruffling his bed head. "Fine." You two decided to rewatch your favorite show, falling asleep half way through the first episode, entangled in each other as soft snores escaped your lips.

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heartcal · 3 years

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“who do you believe?”; l.h. (pt. ii)

oh my GOD it’s here, it took longer than expected but she’s finally here! after the eye strain i got a sty so that threw me in for a loop, but the good news is my eyes are better! and i’m fully vaccinated too! please get the vaccine if you are able to :^) enjoy!

a/n: (formatting again lol) there’s a part where there’s supposed to be texts (in italics) so it may be a bit weird to read (hopefully not) (sorry for these parantheses) please let me know if there’s anything off!

pairing: luke hemmings x reader

summary: having known luke for years, it was bound to happen eventually. the crush you developed happened before you could stop it, and you did your best to keep it a secret. you told no one, did your best not to show it, so what do you do when his girlfriend finds out?

warnings: swearing (as usual),

genre: angst, fluff, basically friends (to brief enemies but not really) to lovers?

wc: 5,201 (they’re getting longer, huh)

taglist: @1sosrvd1267 + @wowitsel (side note: i don’t have a current taglist, this is just for this fic!)

part one | my masterlist!

You skipped the after-party that night. You couldn’t bear standing in the same room as Luke and Rachel, so you booked a ride and left as soon as the car pulled up.

Had you stayed for the party, you would have crumbled under the looks of pity thrown at you by those who would have heard about what happened. The knowing looks that something bad had happened between two people everyone on the crew knew were best friends would have been uncomfortable.

The ride home is uncomfortably silent, but you were thankful the driver wasn’t the talkative type. The soft jazz playing on the radio wasn’t calming but it did distract you from the pain and embarrassment you felt from the argument.

Once the car had pulled up to your place, you bid a silent farewell to the driver and slid out.

You just wanted to get inside, take a shower, shut your phone for the night, and sleep until you physically can’t get any more sleep.

You’re not too surprised Luke stood up for his girlfriend. He does love her—he’s shown that with friends and with fans. But the way he glared at you, defended her without trying to find out what exactly went down…he had never looked at you like that.

You’ve seen that look before; it wasn’t something you were used to but it was the look he would give paparazzi when they would harass you, the guys, and his friends. The glare carried such strength that it would make people back off. And so when it was directed towards you, it struck you hard.

Having done what you wanted to do once you entered the house, you lay in bed with wet eyes staring at the ceiling. Your phone was face down on your nightstand, completely out of reach to the point one slight touch could knock it off.

Maybe you were the one at fault. Maybe you should’ve told the truth about your feelings to Rachel or Luke before this all happened. It could have prevented the fallout and you would be with the guys and the crew celebrating a successful show.

But what good would that have done? Had you told someone, anyone, that you liked Luke more than a best friend should, would that have caused the same problem but presented differently? Or would something come from it? Maybe nothing would have happened.

A sigh escapes your lips as you turn your back away from the nightstand, facing the empty half of the bed and before your mind drifts to more pitiful thoughts, you close your eyes.

You didn’t dream that night. It’s as if you blinked, with the night flying by faster than you had wanted and anticipated.

The sunlight beamed down on you from above your headboard. It was late morning and it was time to face the harsh reality of the day.

There is no doubt you have lost Luke as your best friend.

Wiping the sleep and crust from your eyes, you sit up and vacantly glance around the room. The box where you keep gifts from Luke is illuminated by the sunlight, and with the vacant stare you stand to walk towards it.

You hesitate to open it; it’ll bring back memories of good times and with the events of the previous night, you do not think you can handle the rush of emotions.

It’s then when you realize your phone was off, and though you don’t want to do anything social today and would rather stay home with your favorite snacks and shows, you know you have to let your friends know how you’re doing.

You stall by washing your face and brushing your teeth, albeit slower than usual. You know that once you turn your phone on, the onslaught of questions and missed calls are going to take possibly an hour to clear up.

Sure enough, as you turn your phone on, the missed messages come in, barely giving your notification tone a break and the missed calls and voicemails were coming in fast. You can feel the heat from the battery on your palm, and for the sake of the phone you switch the sound off and turn on Do Not Disturb to prevent any new calls from coming through.

The messages you saw were from the crew, asking where you went and if you were okay. Others were from the boys minus Luke, and looking through the missed calls, there was nothing from Luke.

You’re not surprised, but the pain was still simmering within and seeing no messages or missed calls from him was adding to it.

You responded to the crew’s messages first, since many of them sent one or two messages asking simple questions: “Are you okay,” “Where did you go,” and “Did you get home safe?”

Then you responded to the boys’, Michael’s first since he had the least amount of messages.

hey, you didn’t have to leave. we could’ve talked some sense into him when he calmed down (11:37pm)

did u get home okay? we know you didn’t drive here yourself. (11:58pm)

please let us know you made it home. let us know you’re okay (12:10am)

hope you made it home and that you’re safe and okay. thank u for ur work today. please text me when you see these. goodnight (12:49am)

You typed your reply to him, letting him know that you were okay and got home safe.

Calum’s messages were similar, asking the same questions but some were repeated to emphasize his worry. In response, you answered his questions like Michael’s.

But even before you can open Ashton’s messages, seeing double digits next to your conversation with him, rapid knocks on your front door grab your attention.

With a groan you stand and grab your robe from the hook on the door, wrapping it tightly around your body as you open the door and groggily walk to the front door.

It was a stupid idea, as you weren’t ready to face anyone yet Ashton stands in front of you. He’s well-rested, a stark contrast to you as you were sure your eyes were still puffy and bloodshot, along with an occasional sniffle from your nose.

His eyes travel from your face, down to your feet, and back up to your eyes. He can immediately tell you had a terrible night.

“You weren’t answering anyone last night,” he begins, tilting his head as he narrows his eyes, “we were worried about you after you left.”

“Yeah,” you sighed, “I just—I didn’t feel like talking to anyone.”

“You could’ve let one of us know that you were shutting off.”

You nodded with a frown, “I could have, yeah,” your eyes dart around behind him to avoid his worrisome eyes before asking him if he wanted to come in.

He doesn’t hesitate and steps in once you move aside, opening the door wider to give him enough room. He notes your bag in a heap on the floor a few inches away from the couch, and how your shoes were far apart, with one upside down, as if you flung them off.

“How are you holding up now?”

You shrug, still avoiding his eyes because you know if you make eye contact, you’ll break down and you won’t have control over the onslaught of emotions.

“Be honest,” his voice is soft, wanting to make you feel comfortable enough to open up.

You stare at the ground, biting the skin of your lower lip nervously. This is why you did not want to talk to anyone face-to-face. Talking to them over the phone, preferably through text, allowed you to lie to the other person (and if applicable, to yourself). But talking to someone in person, and to someone who can see through your lies, you were bound to break down and become vulnerable.

You inhale, taking careful steps to the couch and gently sitting down with a sigh. Ashton follows you, sitting next to you but giving you space to not overwhelm you.

“What happened last night—,” you lean back with your arms folded over your chest, “—was something that I feared. When I realized I liked Luke, I was so worried about him finding out and what the outcome would be. I knew from the beginning that things would never be the same if he found out, and I was afraid of the change that would come from it.”

Ashton listens intently, his eyes displaying sincerity as he listens to you list off your worries. What he saw last night bothered him to no end, and had he not exerted most of his energy during the show, he would not have slept at all and would have stayed up all night in a constant state of worry.

“So, now that Rachel knows, and no doubt Luke has caught on, I don’t know what to do. I responded to everyone’s texts before you arrived, and Luke sent nothing—not even a phone call.”

Ashton nods, swallowing before speaking, “Well, after you left, things went down that may be the reason why he hasn’t tried contacting you.”

Your head turns to face him, eyebrows furrowed as confusion embeds itself across the rest of your features.

Ashton readjusts himself, getting comfortable in his seat as he gathers the right words.

“Something happened after I left?” You ask as you shift in your seat to face him.

“Michael wanted to go after you, to at least offer you a ride back, but Calum went back to tell Luke that it was bullshit what happened. So, Michael went back to make sure they wouldn’t fight or anything. I also pointed out that he was a dick; choosing you over her when he’s known you the longest didn’t sit right with us. But he got defensive and kept wanting to leave but Rachel convinced him it was alright, so they stayed for the party. But the party was bad—the crew felt the tension and the vibes were down—,” he chuckles at the word choice, getting a small laugh out of you as well, “—it brought everyone out of the energetic and ecstatic mood we were in before the confrontation. We all kinda did our own thing during the party but we noticed things were tense between Luke and Rachel. And when the party ended, shit hit the fan.”

“What happened?”

Ashton sighs, “To make the long story short, they got into an argument when we were leaving the venue after Michael brought up your name. He said something like, ‘I hope they got home safe,’ and that you weren’t answering your phone at all. Calum and I pointed out, again, how rude Luke was to you and Luke kept defending himself. Rachel dropped an insult and something shifted. Basically, they’re done and the guys and I can finally fucking breathe.”

“Wait—,” you stand with bulging eyes, “—wait, are you saying they broke up?”

Ashton hums as he watches you mindlessly walk around your living room.

The guys have been waiting for their break-up. It’s not something they were open about, as to avoid any conflict with their best friend, but it was almost an unspoken agreement: Rachel was not liked.

As for you, it’s not like you were wishing for their break-up. You wanted Luke to be happy, and if he was happy in that relationship, then so be it. But you were not a fan of it. Yeah, you liked her in the beginning but when she started disregarding you as if you did something to offend her, you lost most of your respect for her. Now, with this news of their break-up, you don’t know what to do.

Are you happy? You don’t exactly feel happy about it, but there is some relief.

“So,” you sit back down on the couch slowly, “what am I supposed to do with this information?”

“Not sure,” Ashton shrugs, “but I recommend talking to Luke.”

You shake your head fervently, “No. I don’t feel like talking to anyone.”

“But you’re talking to me,” Ashton has a smirk, but you know there’s no malice behind his joke.

“You showed up unannounced, Ash,” you smile, “I was responding to everyone who sent messages and voicemails. I don’t feel like talking to anyone else in person.”

He holds his hands up in defense, “Fair enough, but don’t be a stranger.”

He gives you a quick hug, whispering something similar to ‘don’t shut Luke out’ before he pulls away and walks out.

Ashton’s words stuck with you for the next week. You felt comfortable enough a few days after the fact to contact the boys, eventually meeting up with Ashton and Calum for lunch and third-wheeling Michael and his fiancée. The only person out of your friend group and co-workers you have not contacted was Luke. He hasn’t contacted you either, but you do not think much about it as you’re still trying to figure things out. If he were to contact you, how do you talk about what happened?

You want to know why he was able to choose his then-girlfriend over you, but at the same time you don’t want to know the answer. You know that one day, and though it hurts, you will not be his number one. With the way he behaved that night, it felt like that dreadful moment came to earlier than expected, that he found his number one and you immediately became his second go-to person.

So it did surprise you when you were out with an old friend to receive a text from Luke.

Can we talk about what happened? (2:23pm)

You only stare blankly at the text, not even moving to type a response. You were in such a good mood, and not even this text would change it. Instead, you lock your phone and place it back in your pocket, noting to leave it alone until your day out comes to an end.

And when it does, you see that more texts from Luke had arrived, the final being sent an hour before the outing ended.

I know you’re mad, I understand that and I don’t blame you but please talk to me (2:31pm)

You’re reading these, please say something (2:33pm)

There are some things that I need to clear up with you, I want to apologize for what happened that night but I want to do it face to face. Please respond. (3:57pm)

Whenever you’re ready, I’ll be waiting. Sorry if I’m bombarding you with these texts, I just don’t want to lose you over something that I realize now should not have happened. Respond when you want to, I’ll be here. (5:49pm)

You could only let out a small chuckle at the persistent requests to talk, and you don’t deny the small—minuscule, honestly—flutter in your stomach. You don’t waste any time responding.

Sorry, I was busy. We can meet somewhere to talk. (7:08pm)

He responds about five minutes later, agreeing to meet at a small café the two of you love tomorrow afternoon.

The rest of the night for you is spent thinking of ways to carry yourself, being completely confident, and accepting the fact that you love your best friend. Pep talks in the shower and mirror to calm any arising nerves, revising the topics you want to talk about in your head so you keep the confidence.

As for Luke, he was struggling to gather all his thoughts. In the beginning, he thoroughly enjoyed the fact that you and Rachel got along. He liked seeing his best friend and girlfriend become friends like that. He didn’t notice the shift, however, and he wishes he did before things got out of hand.

When he defended Rachel, without finding out the story from all sides, he thought he was doing what was right. To him, friendships and relationships have the same base, but romantic relationships with a partner have a different structure than friendships do, and he was starting to see cracks in his friendship before he saw it in his relationship.

When he confronted Rachel after she insulted you, he started to see someone he never saw. He remembered the times Rachel ignored you, sometimes playing it off as if she never heard you. He remembered how she would make plans with everyone and exclude you, but he always played it off as an accident (even if he knew it wasn’t). He remembered all these times he noticed a change in mood when the two of you were in the same room, and he couldn’t believe he turned a blind eye to all of it.

It hurt him to break-up with Rachel—he won’t deny that because he did love her. It’s not that he saw the rest of his life with her as they weren’t at that mark in the relationship.

But, when he did picture his future, he always saw you. He always thought it was just as a friend, someone who was just joined at the hip. Yet, he was quick to throw that away for someone he rarely saw when he pictured the future.

Which is why, the next day, as he sits at a booth near the window of the café, he carefully goes over what he wants to say. He doesn’t want to ruin the chance to fix things between the two of you. If it goes awry, not only does he lose you, but his friendships with the band and the team will take a hit since they all love you.

The bell above the door rings making his head turn to watch you walk in. Your eyes danced around the café before they fell on him.

He couldn’t help the smile the formed on his lips, a small breath of relief escaping as he watches you walk towards him. The smile doesn’t stay long though, because as you sit down with a stoic expression, the reality hits him.

“I got your usual,” he’s shy and timid, pushing the mug toward you as he eyes the liquid nearly spills the edge.

You mumble a ‘thanks,’ grabbing the mug and taking a small sip. It falls silent as the two of you wonder who should start first.

Luke makes the move first. He sighs, sitting up straight and wiping his palms on his pants.

He’s nervous. When the guys started touring, visiting new cities and countries, he would always be nervous and constantly wiped his hands on his thighs, sitting up straight and even straighter if he wasn’t slouching. It’s an old habit, but something you remember fondly as he had grown out of it. Or so you thought.

“I want to start with I’m sorry,” he begins, making eye contact but fails to hold it. His eyes instead drift to his drink, “I know what I did was wrong, and I put you in a spot that hurt you and disregarded you. At the moment, I thought I was doing the right thing because she was my girlfriend, but then—” he gulps, “when she insulted you, it struck a nerve and, not to sound cliché or anything, it felt like it opened my eyes. I saw someone I didn’t see when I first met them.”

You don’t respond, just nodding your head to let him know you’re listening.

He licks his lips before continuing, “When the guys brought up how you left on your own, I was feeling nervous and they started reminding me how much of a dick I was to you. I didn’t want to admit it myself, but now, I was such an ass. I’m just—I’m so sorry for what happened.”

“Luke,” you sigh, shifting in your seat, “I’m not saying I forgive you but I accept your apology. It hurt me so much that a friend, someone I’ve known for years was just so quick to turn their back and take someone else’s side. I know she was your girlfriend, but I wish you didn’t do what you did.”

“If I could go back and fix it, I would.”

You only nod again, trying to think about other things that need to be talked about. The one topic you hope to avoid is the possibility of him knowing your feelings—something you do not want to discuss, at least not yet.

“Did she say anything to you?”

The question leaves your mouth before you register it, and the widening of your eyes catches Luke off guard.

“What?”

“Nothing,” you mutter, grabbing your mug and taking a long sip.

“She didn’t tell me what started the problems between you two, if that’s what you mean,” Luke smiles a bit, watching you nervously play with the mug’s handle after the sip. It fades when your eyes move up to meet his, “I don’t know what happened between the two of you, but it isn’t important anymore. She’s out of the picture, and I don’t want to lose you.”

The silence returns, but unlike the previous bout, it’s a calming silence. It isn’t uncomfortable, rather the air is easier to breathe and the tension isn’t unsettling.

“Where do we go from here?” Luke asks, nervously wringing his fingers.

“I don’t want to lose you as a friend, Luke,” you offer a smile, “but it’s going to take some time to ‘heal,’ if you will.”

Luke smiles again, this time a bigger grin. He nods, leaning back in his seat, “Let me know what I can do to make things better. I’ll do it if I get to keep you.”

Over the next few months, your friendship with Luke was rekindled. The guys were at ease now that Rachel was gone and you seemingly had taken her place, even though you were friends. The awkward glances they would give when Rachel was in the same room were now playful rolls of the eyes over a dumb joke or pranks. You didn’t miss out on any outings you wanted to go to, now that everyone invited would check in with each other the night before. Things went back to the way they were before Rachel.

There was a change in your friendship, however. It wasn’t something you noticed right away, but it was something you thought about at night just a few weeks ago. Luke paid more attention to you, not that he didn’t pay attention before, but this was a noticeable change where he still looks at you even after you finished talking, and would only look away from you when you caught him. He would always cover his mouth with his index and middle finger, but you saw a small smile behind them. You played it off as friendly teasing, but it tugs on your heartstrings.

Another noticeable change is the hugs. Duration-wise, they were relatively the same. However the touch lingered; if he wrapped his arms around your shoulders, an arm would stay around your shoulder, meanwhile if they were around your waist, his hand would stay on the small of your back. You played it off as a friend being protective, but yet again, it did nothing to stop your growing love.

Tonight was the first night of their tour. The boys were up to their usual pre-show antics, as well as the nervous habits; Michael fixing his hair and deciding whether to go with a beanie or a hat, or neither, Ashton was warming up with his pre-show playlist, Calum testing his bass, and Luke was relatively fine.

Sure, he was nervous because it isn’t a crowd of 500, close to 20,000, but he was calm compared to the last time he performed. He didn’t have any worries to talk about, his vocal warm-ups were smooth, and getting dressed up was a breeze. He shared chuckles with you as you both watched the others move around with tense expressions (all with no malice, of course).

“You sure you’re not on edge?” you nudge Luke with your arm as he leans forward on the couch your sitting on to fix his shoe.

“Nope,” he sits up, leaning back in his seat.

“Really?” you inquire again, doubt laced in your tone with a hint of teasing.

“Yeah,” he chuckles, “if anything I’m excited about tonight.”

You hum, crossing your arms as you watch Ashton walk over.

“Ten minutes left,” he nods at Luke before walking to Michael to tell him the same thing.

You give Luke a look, wanting to get him to admit he is nervous, but all you get is a smirk and a shrug. He stands, patting your shoulder left before walking away to put in his in-ears.

You won’t deny you still don’t have feelings for him. Throughout the past few months, you were able to pinpoint the reasons why you fell for him. The small acts, the obscure things he would remember about you—especially the ones you don’t remember yourself—with the attention he would give you. It was staring you in the face, but you chose to deny all the signals to give yourself the satisfaction of thinking it was just a phase. But now you know why you love him.

Two minutes until showtime, Ashton finishes his speech and the crew is taking their places. The band stands at the opening, waiting for their cue to head out.

As you watched them hype themselves up, you noticed Luke looking around nervously. Of course.

“Nervous?”

His head whips toward you, and you can see it in his eyes.

“A little,” he mumbles, but you don’t hear it over the crowd’s excited screams.

“You got this,” you grab his shoulders to make him look you in the eyes, “like Ash said, you guys worked your asses off for this album. The fans loved it, your shows are all sold out, and you have thousands out there waiting to see you kill it.”

He’s silent, blue eyes staring into yours as they bounce from one eye to the other.

“I love you,” he blurts, loud enough just for you to hear.

You freeze, the grip on his shoulder loosens but remain.

He notices, “She did tell me something that night, and whether or not it’s true, I-I love you.”

“Sixty seconds!” a stage recites in the earpieces.

The boys turn to look at both of you, curious eyes turn into surprise as they watch your expression.

“I don’t know how long, I don’t know when, and I don’t know what it was, but I know for sure.”

Your eyes glance at Ashton briefly, not missing the knowing smile he gives you before you look back into Luke’s eyes.

“I…love you, too,” you respond, gripping his shoulders while your eyes drop down to his shiny shoes.

He doesn’t hear you over the cheers and screams, but reading your lips he knows the answer.

Luke smiles, grabbing the back of your head and kissing your forehead.

He leans down to your ear, “I expect to hear you say it when I come back.”

With flashing lights scattering across the stage, the boys run out to the stage, big smiles gracing their faces for multiple reasons with adrenaline pumping through their veins. From backstage, you watch the show you a smile, feeling high from the brief but fulfilling confession.

It’s two hours later when the show ends. Your heart is pounding as you watch the crew celebrate the successful first show.

Luke pulls you away from the crowd, into the hallway and away from the noise.

“So it was true, what Rachel said?” Luke begins, his hand still holding yours as a shy smile forms.

“What did she say?”

He exhales air through his nose in a laugh, “She said you were in love with me, and that you were trying to break us up.”

You scoff, shaking your head as you look at your intertwined fingers. He squeezes your hand to get your attention.

“I doubt that last part, but the first part I’m hoping is true in a sense.”

Your eyes meet his, adoration swimming in them bringing a smile to your face, “There may be a strong crush I have on you,” you tease, “and it may or may not have turned into love.”

He laughs, letting go of your hand to wrap you in a hug. His head dips down, his forehead on your shoulder as he breathes in your scent. He moves slightly, whispering in your ear, “Say it.”

Your head rested against his chest, hearing his heart beat rapidly and rhythmically.

“I love you,” you whisper.

You feel him smile against your shoulder before he pulls away, his arms resting on your hips as he smiles down at you.

“If you’d like,” he begins, his tone timid now, “that place you like in Seattle has a new dish. It’s our next stop…” he drifts off, hoping you’d catch on to him asking you out.

You do, laughing at how he remembered yet another thing you seem to have forgotten. It was a themed restaurant that had some of the best food you’ve ever eaten, and for days you wouldn’t stop talking about it. But you never went back to it, even during breaks, but somehow he seemed to remember.

“Yes, Luke.”

You know the shock will hit you later that night, that finally the person you’ve fallen for, who happens to be your best friend, admitted his feelings to you. But you’re happy, Luke’s happy, and with the boys’ and crew’s reaction to the two of you walking back to the area where they’re celebrating, the happiness is infectious.

On the road in the tour bus, Ashton passes you as you respond to emails.

“Thanks for not shutting him out,” he says, drinking a small bottle of water from the fridge.

“Did you know?”

He shrugs, avoiding your eyes as he finishes the bottle and tosses it in the recycling bag. “Maybe,” he walks towards the back where the beds are, “maybe not.”

You shake your head, “You did.”

“Didn’t want to spoil it,” he gives you a quick hug before retreating to bed.

Luke walks out of the bathroom shortly after, taking his spot next to you.

“Go to bed,” you slightly shift your shoulder as he lays his head on it, “you need the rest.”

“No,” he mumbles, sleep lacing his tone, “feels like a dream. Don’t wanna wake up.”

You chuckle at his nonsense, finishing off the last email before shutting the laptop and placing it on the counter next to you. You adjust yourself on the couch to have Luke lay down with you. He readjusts himself so he doesn’t crush you, wrapping his arm around your waist and placing his head on your chest.

“I wish I had known before all the drama,” he mumbles again, eyes closed, “I want you in my life, always.”

He drifts off to sleep with that, a faint smile on his lips.

You know what made you fall in love with your best friend. You accept it now, and you’re at peace knowing the feeling is mutual.

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