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Heeeey 👀 Can you maybe write some Luke and reader being best friends where she have deeper feelings but he's just oblivious and claims he doesn't so one day Luke's talking about a possible love interest and she leaves the room and Calum follows her and hug her cause br0hs and Luke watch them and can't explain why is he feeling jealous so the next days he's an ass to Cal and they talk and Cal is like "just tell her you love her or someone else will« and he realizes he's in love and fluffy end 👀

Make Your Move - L. Hemmings

Hello my love! I’m so sorry this took so long! Thank you so much for the request! Requests are getting filled now, as I am on break from Uni! Hope you enjoy!

Original story by sarcastically-defensive17

Luke was an intelligent person. He knew random things, he could memorize the chords to the most difficult of songs, solve math problems in seconds. He was a smart man.

But he was also the most ignorant person to walk across the face of the Earth.

Anybody could see the way that Y/N looked at him. How she seemed as if he brought the light to her world when he walked in the room.

When he spoke, she listened. When he joked, she laughed. When he threw his arms around her shoulders and kissed her cheek, her heart hammered away at her rib cage.

She had feelings for her best friend that were far deeper than one normally experiences with their friends. She wanted to grow old with him, share his last name, build a family and a life with him like she desired with no other.

“All I’m saying is, if Luke could walk around with Yoda in his backpack, why couldn’t I, whose name is also Luke, carry Petunia around with me?”

Calum rolled his eyes behind his phone, attempting to ignore the conversation being had between two of his friends. Ashton and Luke has originally been engaged in a conversation about Star Wats which quickly developed into what they would each do if they were living as Luke Skywalker.

Calum has zero care for the conversation, and didn’t pipe his head up from behind his device until he heard the ringing of Luke’s phone.

“September” by Earth, Wind and Fire flooded the room. The signal for a call from Y/N. Luke had made sure to alter his ringtone for her on the second day of their friendship after he discovered it was her favourite song.

“Hey Boo,” he answered, ignoring Ashton and walking to another room to carry out his conversation.

Ashton smirked at his friend as Luke walked away, sending him a knowing look. They could see the obvious tension between the two, yet they knew Y/N would never confess her crush and Luke was too oblivious to realize his feelings for her.

Michael sauntered into the room, a cringe deepening his features, “How can they talk to each other in such a lovey and gross way, yet not be together? It’s making me have an identity crisis.”

“They need to just call it a day and admit that they’re desperately in love with one another so I can get some peace,” Ashton whined. They were all currently occupying his lounge room, Michael going as far as to raid his kitchen for any type of snack he could get his hands on. Even if that meant the bunch of snacks from Australia that he had hidden from the man.

“There is no peace with us around. You should be used to that by now.” Calum had his phone in front of his face again. The guys often joked that he was chatting up some woman or looking at nsfw content, when in reality, Y/N got him hooked on Candy Crush and he’s dying to beat her high score.

“Yeah, yeah, of course. Yeah, sure, I’ll see you in an hour.” Luke sauntered back into the room, a grin on his features that shone with genuine glee as he slid his phone back into the pocket of his trackpants.

“Got another date with our favourite Y/N?” Michael winked, a mouth full of Shapes.

Luke fought to keep the slight pink tinge from his cheeks, rolling his eyes at Michael. “It’s never a date. She’s my best friend, you know that.”

“You only say that because you’re scared that I’ll take offense. It’s okay, Muke can live on, even if you are with Y/N.”

Luke didn’t bother justifying Michael’s words with an answer. He hated when his friends would act like teenagers, gossiping and chiding him for his apparent crush on his best friend. Even if he didn’t have any feelings for her like that.

“Mate, you’re not fooling any of us,” Calum dropped his device into his lap, fixing his taller friend with an amused gaze. “You don’t need to keep your secrets from us. We won’t go spreading your business.”

Luke huffed, snatching a band from his wrist to tie his hair back. “There’s nothing to tell. Get it through your thick heads, fellas. Y/N is my best friend. Nothing more and will be nothing more.”

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Y/N always felt most at ease when Luke was around. Despite her deep admiration for him, they had been friends for far longer than she had longed for him, and they knew one another inside and out.

Well... almost.

Calum had tagged along for their fortnightly movie night, and she found herself situated on the lounge between the two, her head on Luke’s shoulder and popcorn on her lap for the two men to claim when they wanted.

It was a battle between the two, as both wanted to hold the bowl so they could hog the snack, but she pulled rank and retrieved the booty.

They were almost an hour and a half into the first Avengers movie, and Luke had been glued to his phone the entire time. Even worse, his phone was on loud. Chiming every few seconds and interrupting Loki’s monologue and almost every word that Tony Stark spoke.

Both Calum and Y/N were at their wits end, but Y/N was far too polite to say anything.

Calum, on the other hand, gave zero fucks.

“Luke, so help me god, then your phone on silent or invite us and the whole cast of this damn movie into your conversation. We’re trying to listen,” the man snapped, causing Y/N to jump. Calum places his hand on her knee with an apologetic smile and Luke’s eyes lingered on the touch.

“Fine, sorry. Didn’t realize that the movie you both have seen over twenty times was so easily disrupted by the sound of my phone.” He stuck his tongue out at Y/N as she sent him a faux-glare. She was the kindest person he knew, and he often found himself spending hours thinking over her purity and angelic qualities.

She was admirable in his eyes.

“Nah.” Calum snatched the remote from the coffee table, switching the television off and twisting his body to face his two friends. “Now you need to spill. I want to know what’s so important that you can’t devote your attention to your two best friends and their favourite movie.”

Luke had half a brain to tell Calum to keep his nose to himself, but the curiosity in Y/N’s eyes made him want to spill his guts. She had more power over him than any of his other best friends had ever held. She had always been different. Something about her struck a different chord in him, and he could never figure out what it was.

Luke shifted slightly, waiting for Y/N to regain her position on his shoulder before wrapping one arm around her and directing his gaze to his brown-eyed friend.

“Jack gave me the number of one of his friends - Allie. We’ve been texting all day,” Luke said, attempting to keep his excitement on the down low. Y/N had always been sensitive on the topic of relationships. She never found comfort when in them, as if she were holding out for one thing. Luke would be damned if he knew what it was. “We’re going to get coffee next week.”

“That’s... that’s really good, mate. I’m happy for you,” Calum smiled at him, clapping a hand on his shoulder, making sure to avoid Y/N’s head.

She looked up at Luke, offering a tight smile that appeared more forced than genuine. Calum was eyeing her, switching his gaze between his two friends to gauge both of their reactions.

It was silent for a moment.

“I, Uh, I’ll be back in a second,” Y/N cleared her throat, avoiding the eyes on her as she stood quickly and walked from the room.

Luke watched her leave, feeling something pang in his chest. His phone pinged on his lap once again, and he visibly smiled at the message on his phone.

But it did nothing to quell the tightness in his chest that followed Y/N’s absence.

Calum excused himself to use the bathroom, although it fell on deaf ears as Luke was far too absorbed in his phone, and the woman on the other end of the line.

Calum expected to hear the sound of somebody crying, given how fast Y/N’s feet had carried her out of the room. Instead, she was stood with her palms pressed against the granite countertop of her kitchen, head hung and shoulder slumped.

It was silent enough that they could hear Luke tapping away on his phone with the movie still paused in the background, even if they were separated by a bathroom between the two rooms.

She heard him enter, knowing full well that he would have followed her. Calum was a good friend like that. After all, he had done the same when Luke felt uncomfortable being around Y/N and her ex boyfriend six months prior.

“I’m fighting a losing battle, aren’t I?” She whispered, allowing Calum to properly listen to the pain in her tone.

His heart broke at the sound. “YN-“

“No matter how hard I try to let him know how much I care about him, it doesn’t work. I tell him how I feel and he thinks that I’m saying it as a friend, because that’s all I’ll ever be to him,” she mumbles, turning to press her back against the granite, and he watches as a tear rolls down her cheek. “He will never feel the same about me, so I don’t know why I’m trying to make something of nothing.”

He walks towards her, his large hands holding both of her shoulders in his palms. He’s at a loss for words, mouth gaping as he rubs the joints in his hand, before slipping his hands down to hers, all while trying to bring words to his tongue.

He knew that Luke felt the same about her, even if he didn’t realize it. It was obvious in the way he looked at Y/N, how he reacted to her presence, how he rarely stopped talking about her. Their entire friendship had been like looking at the naïve honeymoon phase, yet neither would openly confess their love for one another and believe the other.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N,” he starts, testing the words before committing to his speech. “I wish I could grab him and shake him, sometimes.”

“I do too,” she sighed, pulling her hands from his and wrapping her arms round his waist.

He held her in his embrace, offering any comfort he could, unaware of the icy eyes fixing him with a glare as harsh as he could muster from the entryway.

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It wasn’t out of the ordinary for Luke to wake up with his friends in his house. After all, he often did the same to them. However, there was one person he definitely didn’t want to see, albeit, the person that was standing in his kitchen, drinking his coffee and reading his paper.

Calum seemed to want many things that Luke had as of late.

“Hey mate,” Calum chirped as Luke entered the kitchen. The mere sight of the man annoyed him, and he was flooded with an overwhelming sense of jealousy. He was not in the mood to deal with Calum at the moment.

Luke did all he could do not growl at the man upon sight, and instead chose to grab his own coffee and walk out of the room.

Calum and Luke had been friends for years, and held the kind of friendship that had never been dampened by an argument or a tiff of any kind.

Immediately, Calum was confused. He trailed after Luke, taking a seat next to him on the lounge as the blonde flicked through the channels on the television.

“How’d you sleep?” Calum asked, settling his gaze on the television yet his mind was focused on his friend.

“Fine.”

“Just fine?” Cal chuckled slightly, awkwardly.

“Yup.”

Calum flared his nostrils, shifting his eyes to now be on Luke. If he was going to get one syllable answers, even he would do so while trying to force the problem out of his friend.

“Have any weird dreams?”

“No.”

He still stared at Luke’s profile, eyes not moving.

“Petunia going on a diet anytime soon?”

“No.”

“She’s overweight, isn’t she?”

“Yup.”

“You should consider putting her on a diet then.”

He watched Luke set his jaw, sighing heavily through his nose as he tried to focus on the programme playing on the screen.

“Who do you prefer: Jared Leto or Joaquin Phoenix as they joker-“

“What the fuck are you trying to achieve here, Calum?” He snapped, running a hand grouch his long hair and avoiding the amused gaze of Calum.

“Just trying to figure out what has your knickers in a twist, Lucas. You barely spoke when I came back from the bathroom at Y/N’s last night and now you’re the single syllable king. What’s up your ass?”

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t know you realised anything was wrong, considering you were too busy being all over Y/N last night,” Luke snapped, still avoiding looking at Calum. He was far too annoyed.

A chuckle fell from the Brunets’ lips as he rested back against the arm of the lounge, still locking his gaze on Luke. “I knew it. I thought you saw me hug Y/N last night. That makes perfect sense now; you’re jealous.”

The smirk on Calum’s face made Luke want to smack it off.

“I’m not jealous-“

“Bullshit.”

“I’m not-“

“Bullshit.” Calum clapped his hands twice, finding the situation amusing. “When are you going to get it through your pretty skull that you have feelings for her?”

“Because I don’t!” Luke’s voice was harsher than he intended. He didn’t have feelings for Y/N. He couldn’t. It would just complicate things more.

He didn’t have feelings for her, he was sure of it. So what if sometimes he couldn’t stop looking at her. Or sometimes he couldn’t get her off of his mind, or couldn’t stop thinking about how amazing she is. So what if sometimes he wanted to kiss her, and hold her, and call her his.

There was a beat of silence. Amusement for Calum, shocking realization for Luke.

“Fuck,” he whispered under his breath.

“There it is,” Calum smirked again, watching as Luke slumped, his face in both hands. “Do you have any idea how crazy she is for you? I was with her last night because she was upset. Every time you find a new girl, she gets more upset. She tried to tell you how she felt, she’s tried many times-“

“But I always brush it off as platonic feelings,” the words came out in a groan, his heart sinking into his stomach at the thought of how Y/N felt all of those times where he brushed off her admissions with an utterance of the words “pal” or “mate”.

Calum sighed. He wanted nothing more than for the two to finally dispose of the overwhelming tension between them.

“Look, you were jealous seeing me hug her last night, yeah?” Luke nodded, eyes downcast in thought. “Well, mate, I think it’s time you tell her you love her, before somebody else does. She can’t wait around for you forever.”

The words acted as a spark, igniting something inside of Luke, causing him to rush out of the door in just his tracksuit pants, shoes and with his keys in hand. He hadn’t considered changing out of his pajamas, his mind was focused on one thing.

He made his way to Y/N’s house in quick time, mine already made up. He couldn’t lose her. He couldn’t let his own ignorance get in the way of what Calum helped him realise. He was jealous because he wants her to be his. He was wants to be able to hold her and take away her pain. He wants to feel her lips on his. He wants to tell her the three words that have often been on his lips before.

The minute her front door was in sight, his knuckles were making contact. Three short and fast rasps, alerting her to his presence in the same way he had for the entirety of their friendship.

She pulled the door open with a small smile, her eyes were weary and she looked as if she had nor long woken up.

He didn’t give himself a chance to dispute his actions, his hands made purchase on each side of her face and his lips connected with hers in the most delicate way he knew how, hesitating and waiting for any sign of disapproval.

When it didn’t come, he melted into her touch, feeling her hands rest against his exposed chest.

He pulled back for a second, taking in air. “I should have done that a long time ago. I’m so sorry I’m an idiot.”

Y/N chuckled softly, voice gravelly from sleep and the lack of use, “Yeah, you are an idiot.”

She connected her lips with his again, a short peck. “The best idiot.”

He led her into her house backwards, kicking the door shut with his foot and connecting his lips with hers once again.

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