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websterss · 22 days

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 — 𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Y/n finds it difficult already living in one of the most hated towns, but imagine her shock when Shadyside’s very own Sunset Curve's frontman and high school band percussionist takes a liking to her.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): some fluff

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1,743

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Alive!Luke Patterson x fem!Reader, Deena Johnson x fem!Reader

𝐀/𝐍: Hope you enjoy it! ♡

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Shadyside, 1994.

“Hey come check out our gig this Friday, it’s gonna be a night to remember!” Luke, Alex, Reggie, and Bobby handed out T-shirts and their demo to a few classmates. Luke patted the back of some of them for encouragement.

“Sunset Curve, that’s us!” Alex pointed at himself. Then put his head down.

“Tell your friends, okay!” Reggie winked at a few girls who blushed.

“Hey, are you doing anything this Friday?” Bobby left the group and joined a group of girls who giggled at his approach.

“Guys I can’t wait for this week’s gig! I can barely even focus on class.” Luke stopped at his locker to take out an empty notebook and pencil for his next class.

“You don’t even pay attention regardless…” Alex called him out.

“Yeah well…I’m-“ Luke scratched his head trying to come up with something to say.

“-Excited.” Reggie started.

“-and can’t stop reminding everyone about Friday…” Alex gave him a pointed look.

“Okay, okay. I get it, I’ll shut up.” Luke laughed, hitting them playfully. “But come on guys, this gig could be our big break for us. Imagine all the record execs and the labels that’ll want to sign us. This could be huge!”

“Well, until then we have a math test to get to.” Alex reminded them.

“Shit that was today?” Luke began panicking. “No, no, no.”

“We have a test? I thought that wasn't until next week” Reggie’s eyes grew wide.

"Today is next week." Alex shook his head, as he took his notebook out of his bag.

“I’m screwed.” Luke's arms flopped to his sides. “My mom already got onto me for skipping classes, if I get another bad grade…” He sighed. “This is the start of a bad day boys.” He grew annoyed but then did a complete 180 when he saw you. “Did I say bad day? I meant my day just got a whole lot better now that I’ve been blessed by the sight that is Y/n Y/L/N!” Luke bit his lip as he called after you. You walked by him and the guys in the hallway. “Hey Y/n, has anyone told you today you look beautiful?” Luke leaned against his locker and nudged his chin up at you. You were on the other side of the hallway opening your locker. You rolled your eyes and turned around.

“Fuck you, Luke!” You scoffed at his attempts to get at you again.

“Well if you’re offering, then by all means lead the way-“ He walked over to you and leaned against the locker next to yours.

“Keep dreaming…” You laughed and shoved him away.

“I will.” He smiled at you and stared at you with a glint in his eyes.

It was like a staring contest, trying to see who’d break first to have the upper hand. That’s how it’s always been between you two. A contest to see who could resist the other person’s charms and flirtatious attempts. You bit your lower lip and rolled your eyes. Luke did a little victory dance in his head. He truly felt lucky that he could hold your attention. Work you up to make you smile just a little bit longer at him. Crack a stupid joke to hear your affectionous laugh. Tell you how truly beautiful you looked just to watch that little glint in your eyes appear. It made his stomach swirl of butterflies….butterflies were cool.

Not that he’d ever tell anyone that.

He let you switch out your textbooks in peace before opening his mouth to tell you about Friday.

“Hey, so I was wondering-“ He scratched the back of his head.

“Move!”

You looked up right as Deena came through and shoved the brunette out of the way. Luke looked stunned. The push had him stumble backward a bit. Gravity defied him, so he fell on his ass in front of everyone in the hallway. He got up trying to play it cool. Yet you could see a snip of his pride melt away. You bit back a laugh as your eyes flicker between Deena switching out a notebook from her locker next to yours and Luke scowling at her.

“Hey, Deena.” You smiled at her.

She stopped what she was doing and gave you her attention.

“Hey.” She stuttered. Luke had been forgotten about for a second. “Ready for the test today?”

“I can’t decide if I want to hurl or faint. Mr. Delancey always adds a bonus question to throw us off, and I don’t know if I can remember the circumference of a circle.” You joked.

“I’m sure you’re gonna do great…did my notes help?” Deena bit her lip.

“They did actually-“ You swung your bag around to the front of you and pulled out her notebook.

“Thanks again for letting me borrow them.”

“It was no problem…anything to help.” You met her eyes as she slowly took the notebook back.

Once Luke was at your side again you turned to face him and slapped the side of his shoulder playfully. “You okay there?” Luke could hear the pitch in your tone switch. You were picking on him.

“What? That? It was nothing…” He shrugged it off. “Deena and I joke around like that all the time.” He laughed, then proceeded to hit her shoulder with his own. “Right, Deena?” Deena fell into the lockers with a slight thud. You winced. She looked about ready to kill him. You laughed nervously. Luke and Deena stared each other down. You wanted the tension between them to dissolve so you opted to drop your notebooks on the ground. The two turned away from each other and peered to the floor then you pretended to have clumsily dropped your stuff. Luke immediately bent down to retrieve your notebook while Deena collected the few pens that rolled away.

The two stood to their feet handing you your belongings.

“T-Thanks.” Your hands brushed against Deenas first. Then you turned towards Luke, his fingertips purposely curling under your palm, letting his touch linger. “T-Thanks.” God, you swore your heart was pounding in your ears. How did anyone handle a crush let alone two?

You could almost hear a pin drop before they broke the silence.

“You coming to the concert this Friday-”

“You going to the game on Friday-”

Oh boi.

You straightened up as the two turned their heads at each other confused.

“Yeah!” You blurted out without a second thought.

“Yeah, you’ll be at the concert?” Luke pointed at himself.

“-Or yeah you’ll be at the football game?” Deena pointed to herself.

You froze, your eyes growing. You swallowed down your anxiety slowly building up. You were about to open your mouth but got saved by the bell.

“Thank god…” You sighed in relief only to realize they heard you say it out loud. You opened your eyes to see them waiting for your answer. “I-uh. Math!” You pointed past them and sped off like your life depended on it. “Oh my god what is wrong with you?” You muttered under your breath to yourself.

Luke watched you walk away with furrowed brows before turning over to Deena who was closing her locker shut.

“Since when did you fancy, Y/L/N?” He eyed her up and down crossing his arms over his chest.

“Since she kissed me underneath the bleachers behind the football field.” She smirked watching his ego dying.

“No way. Seriously?”

“No! Don’t you have a math test to fail?” She shoved past him, walking off to the class you all shared for the third period.

“Deena wait.” He held her arm, making her halt.

“What?” She sighed, waiting for him to continue.

He saw right through the wall she was putting up. He knew about her first girlfriend Sam, though things didn’t seem to work out. Yet he guessed Deena moved on considering she had been trying to gain your attention for weeks now, just as he was trying his hardest. She looked back down towards the door you entered.

“Holy shit! You’re serious. You like her.”

“No, I just wanna use her for notes. No shit, Sherlock. She’s amazing, can you blame a girl?” Deena shrugged.

“That’s gonna be a problem for me?”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah…cause I like her too.”

She found him trying to be intimidating, amusing. “Do you want a gold star or something?” She crossed her arms.

“No, but I want to ask her out.”

“So do I.”

“Rock, paper, scissors?” He suggested.

“How about…” She paused and reached into her flannel. She brought her hand out and directed her middle finger at him. The huge smile on her face made Luke roll his eyes. “How about this though, we just play it daily until Friday to see who she’s interested in. She’ll either show up to the concert or the game and then we’ll see who she likes. No bitching, no complaining.”

“Okay, okay, I can work with that.” He nodded, even though he wasn’t sure about it.

“You sure?”

“Yeah…for sure.” He nodded.

“Okay, burnout. See ya in math.” She smirked at him. She shoved a slip of paper into his chest and walked off to class. Luke brought his hand up to his chest to catch the slip of paper. He turned it over and chuckled. He looked up in time to see Deena at the other end of the hall. It was a cheat sheet. “Thanks!” She only responded by throwing a thumbs up in the air. He heard the final warning bell go off, as he picked up his book bag. He hurried up and entered the class as Mr. Delancey was just about to shut the door. He gave the man a small smile before taking his usual spot behind you towards the back. He smiled as he watched you go over your notes. Your foot tapped lightly against the ground. He knew how stressed you got when it came to the test. He almost felt bad for pulling you out of your thoughts, but he gently tapped his finger against your left shoulder. Without even turning around, you automatically rested a pencil on your shoulder for him to grab. He bit his lip to prevent a smile from breaking out.

“Thank you, beautiful.” He whispered. You hummed in response, then got back to going over your notes before Mr. Delancey told everyone to put their things away.

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pearlcaddy · 1 year

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we always win the fight, your left hook and my right but if things took a dive, i'll be by your side

luke patterson & reggie peters & alex mercer (1978-1995, 2020-present)

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missjoolee · 6 months

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Always Come Take Me Down

The barest hint of a snore coming from where Julie's head is resting against his thigh is what alerts Luke that she's asleep and no longer working on lyrics. He'd been so in his own head, humming melodies and jotting them down, that it was more an afterthought sort of processing of the fact that she had been quiet for a bit now. He knows it happened, but couldn't say when. What is he supposed to do? Leave her be? Wake her up? If it were Alex or Reggie, he'd let them sleep if they had just come from home, but definitely would wake them up with a wet willy. That's not an option this time! Not when it's the girl you most definitely have feelings for. Feelings that are complicated by the fact you are dead and couldn't even touch until a few weeks ago. Oh god, he's starting to sweat. Can ghosts even sweat?

The pen in Julie's hand shifts as her grip relaxes and he realizes something he can do. Reaching over, trying his best not to jostle her, he grabs the notebook that is still propped up against the makeshift easel that is her legs. Gently prying it from under hand, he sets it on the arm of the couch on his other side. Julie shuffles for a second, her head moving into a more comfortable position. Suddenly, all of Luke's panic dissipates. How can he feel anything but lucky? He lightly brushes his fingers across her forehead, trailing along one of the many curls that currently frames her face. It reminds him of the phone cord from the kitchen phone back home. The 90s version of home. It was one of the many things not still there that he'd had to get used to when he'd started visiting his parents. How do people do it? Make phone calls without the cord to entangle their fingers in. Memories of calling all the clubs (both music and book) he could think of while winding the spiral cord around an index finger just barely too tight so that it started cutting of circulation. The realization that more loops fit around it now that he's had a growth spurt.

Shaking off the memories, his eyes focus back on the studio. Looking down, he finds that he's wrapped one of Julie's curls around his finger like the phone cord. It's softer than the weird plastic, but not as smooth. He slowly unwinds his finger, marveling that he can even do that. They still don't know what happened that night that allowed them to touch. But he was given a third chance. He'd told Julie that he'd only had one real regret in life. How he'd left things with his mom. And he hadn't lied that night, that he still had no regrets in this life. Afterlife. Whatever. It all feels the same at this point whenever he's with her. But he does know he wants to do better by her than he had at the beginning of their friendship. He wants her to know he'll always choose her. He won't bail on her and cause her to cry again. It's just not an option.

A melody drifts through his head with those thoughts and he can't help but quietly hum along as he fiddles with the ends of her hair. He was nine when the song originally came out. It wasn't exactly his scene, even at nine, but you couldn't just escape a top 40 hit in the 80s. It was everywhere. At the grocery store with his mom, on the radio, at the arcade, the bowling alley, and Reggie's house before his parents started fighting. But the more he hums, the more Luke realizes how apt the lyrics are. Everything he wants to tell Julie, promise her. It's all there in the lyrics of this song that feels only seven years old but is actually... crap. Thirty-three years old. Is this really their life?

The lyrics slip out of him in a soft lullaby as he continues gently brushing her hair away from her temples.

"We're no strangers to love You know the rules and so do I"

He pauses at the next lines. Asking for a full commitment in their current state is probably too much, even if he does think he could give her better than any other guy. Her friend Nick pops into his head. He's been coming by a lot since the Orpheum. No, that's not the point right now. The point is communicating how he feels about her. He skips those lines.

"I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand"

Here he puts all his intent into the words, pledging them to her. Never again will he be the reason she feels alone and abandoned.

"Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you"

Slender fingers latch onto his and Julie lets out a deep, content, sigh. Her eyes peek open and look up at him and he can't help the smile that shines down on her.

Her own voice is low and quiet with sleep when she asks, "Did you just rickroll me?"

Luke's smile turns to confusion.

"What's a rickroll?"

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thereigning-lorelai · 1 year

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Is there a tiny detail (whether in outfits, songs, dialogue, set decor, acting choices, etc.) from jatp that makes you giddy every time you see it?

lots, tbh, but as always with these questions i am BLANKING while reading it. 😅

okay. *long breaths* a couple i've talked about in the past: luke grabbing a new guitar pick while performing now or never is definitely always on my list. it's so tiny but adds a level of authenticity to luke as a character and his performance. very, very soft whenever i watch the show. also julie's "someone once told me you book gigs by doing" and luke's incredibly soft and small smile in return. 😍

additionally, the way luke's hand travels down julie's arm when they're finally able to touch. the way he lingers there and his thumb's stroking her wrist when his hand's finally made its way down...

the way they are not. letting. go. as soon as they are able to touch each other. ugh.

and another one because why not: the way luke's hiding from the crowd in front of the orpheum because to him, the connection he wants with everybody is about the music, on stage. it's not about him. it's about his words and his melodies reaching the people and making them feel something, making a difference. (and no, this is not contradicting the way he's angry at bobby for stealing his songs because wanting the credit, on a professional level, is still important to him. he just wants it to stay professional.)

#asks #kind nonnies #thanks nonny for this lovely question ♥️#i've seen a couple of my jatp mutuals getting asks like this today and i'm happy people like you are out here keeping the fandom alive #i feel like i've missed a lot but if i ever think of something else i'll probably make a post or gifset about it #julie and the phantoms #jatp #luke patterson #jukebox #*txt

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factoseintolerant · 2 years

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You know what? What? This is nice.

#gilmore girls #lorelai gilmore #lauren graham #scott patterson #luke danes #they are the dumbest people alive #anyways GG rewatch is going well!!#my gifs #gilmoregifs

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jatpistoowholesomesomebodyhugme · 11 months

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I LIVED BITCH

I stopped posting because life and my slight "loss" of interest in Jatp (and by loss I mean I got obsessed with too many things at once.)

HOWEVER

It came back full force the other day and now I'm just curious to see how many people still love this show and its characters. I want to continue this blog because I had so many good ideas that I wanna go back too but I want them to be seen too.

I also miss the old cult members but I forgot my discord information like an idiot 🤦‍♀️

EDIT: I FOUND THE DISCORD INFORMATION 🎊🎊

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #reggie peters #alex mercer #jatp willie #are you guys still alive #luke patterson #julie molina

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ginervacade · 1 year

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Paramedic AU no one asked for

Here’s chapter one, and I did go ahead and make it PeterPatterLina.

Warning ⚠️: mentions of car accident

Reggie jumped out as soon as Alex stopped the ambulance, running right over to the site of the accident, Luke right behind him. Luke hurried to the older man standing outside his car while Reggie rushed to the beautiful young woman standing with her young son beside the other vehicle. She looked relatively unharmed but the boy had several shards of glass in his arm.

“ Hi there, I’m Reggie,” he offered his hand for the woman to shake, “ I’m a paramedic, and we’re gonna get you and this little guy here all fixed up.”

“ I’m Julie. Thank you.”She shook his hand, voice weak and frightened.

“ Nice to meet you Julie, though I wish it were under better circumstances. I promise you I’m gonna do everything in my power to make sure you’re both gonna be ok.” Then he bent down to her little boy. “ Hi there buddy, what’s your name?”

“ Sebastian,” the little boy replied shyly.

“ Hi Sebastian, my name is Reggie and I’m here to help you. It looks like you’ve got some glass in your arm. If you and your Mama can come over with me to my ambulance we’ll get you all fixed up, ok buddy?”

Sebastian nodded and Reggie flashed him a reassuring smile.

“ Perfect. Can I pick you up? I promise I’ll be careful of that arm.”

When the little boy nodded again he scooped him gently into his arms and lead Julie over to the ambulance.

“ You’re being super brave little guy, you’re not even crying! You must be really strong.”

He continued talking to Sebastian as he carried him, and Julie was impressed by how good he was at keeping him distracted.

Luke met them at the ambulance. “ Mr. Jenkins is going to be just fine ma’am. Can I go ahead and get you checked out?”

“ I’m really ok.” Julie replied, nervously watching Reggie and her son.

“ I’m glad to hear that ma’am but it’s standard procedure that we check you over to make sure of that, though if you would rather wait until we get done with your son first that would be ok.”

“ Yes please, thank you.”

“ Of course ma’am, and my name is Luke. I promise that you are both in good hands.”

“ Ok Sebastian, my friend Luke here,” Luke interjected a hello with a little wave and a bright, reassuring smile to match Reggie’s, “ is gonna help me get all the glass out of your arm, ok?” When the little boy agreed Reggie continued.

“ Awesome, so I’m gonna need you to be really brave for me. Let your mama hold that hand, and give me your other one, ok? Great, so I need you to keep your eyes on me, cause if you try to watch Luke it might get kinda scary. I promise you that he’s gonna be really gentle, all he’s gonna do is get the glass out and get your arm bandaged up. You ready to get started?” Sebastian looked wide eyed at his mom for a moment and Julie smiled at him. “ You can trust these nice guys sweet boy, they’re trained to help people, it’s gonna be alright carino.”

“ Ok.”

“ Alright that’s perfect buddy. If it starts to hurt you can squeeze my hand really really tight, as tight as you need, but try to keep that arm really still for me alright? That’s perfect.” Reggie nodded to Luke. “ Hey Sebastian I really like your Star Wars shirt! Is Han Solo your favorite character?”

“ No, I like Obi Wan Kenobi.”

“ Oh yeah? He’s super awesome, and really brave! Is he how you learned to be so brave?”

“ Yeah, I like his lightsaber.”

“ Ooo yeah, I do too. What color would you want your lightsaber?”

“ I want a green one.”

“ Me too little dude. Try and keep that arm real still for me. You can squeeze my hand as tight as you need buddy, it’s ok. You’re doing so good. You too mama.” Reggie smiled at Julie, lifting his other hand to brush a tear off of Sebastian’s face.

“ Sorry,” Sebastian said, a few more tears falling.

“ Oh sweet boy it’s ok to cry. We’re just almost done and you’ve done amazing! Let’s talk about Star Wars some more ok? Who’s your favorite droid?”

“R2-D2,” the little boy sniffled, as Luke wrapped the bandage around his arm.

“ R2’s my favorite too. And we’re all done, you did really really good! I think you would make a great Jedi Sebastian, can I get a high five? Yeah, there we go. I’m gonna give you a real quick checkup while Luke does the same for your Mama. Can you give her a big hug so that she can be brave too?”

Julie couldn’t help the smile on her face, she mouthed a thank you to Reggie who simply nodded at her, flashing a crooked smile that sat just right on his freckled face in a way that made her blush, noticing the way his green eyes sparkled. She smiled at Luke, noting that he was just as cute, though trying to ignore the way his rolled up sleeves showed off his strong arms. Luke asked her questions to make sure her cognitive function was in order, “ What’s your name ma’am?”

“ Julie Molina.”

“ A beautiful name for a beautiful lady. My name is Luke by the way.”

“ So I’ve heard,” she giggled, blush increasing.

He used a light to make sure her pupils dilated properly, checked her pulse, and made sure she could move normally, and once he was sure she was ok, flashed her a smile that almost rivaled the one from Reggie. Almost, not quite, she thought. “ Looks like you’re good to go. Is there anyone you need us to call? Your husband maybe?”

“No, it’s just us. My dad is on his way here. Thank you.”

“ Of course Julie. Hopefully if I see you again, it will be under better circumstances. Try and have a better evening, alright?”

She smiled back at him, shaking his hand. She turned to Sebastian who was holding an inflated glove with a smiley face and giggling with Reggie.

“ You ready to go, Amorcito?” She ruffled his hair, “ Papi is here,” she pointed toward Ray.

“ Yeah! Look mommy, Reggie made me a smiley balloon!”

“ Oh that’s so cool! Go show Papi.” She giggled, pushing the boy toward Ray who waved at her, smiling as his Grandson ran into his arms.

“ Thank you again, you were really great with him.”

“ Absolutely ma’am, this is my job after all. He really was brave, and Star Wars is easy to talk about.” Reggie shrugged good-naturedly, shooting her the same smile. “ You’re raising a good kid.”

“Thank you, that means a lot.”

“ Have a better evening Julie. Go be with your family.”

Julie nodded at him, then walked to her father and her son.

Reggie and Luke jumped back into the ambulance, letting Alex know they were good to go. They were both too distracted to notice Alex’s knowing smile, the dazed look in Luke’s eyes, or the pink tint of Reggie’s cheeks.

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interestinglittlerelationship · 1 year

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Okay, so I saw something about the Emily Patterson and Emily Gilmore parallels and it has consumed my life. So may I present my ideas for a Julie and the Phantoms Stars Hallow crossover au:

Julie, Flynn, Luke, Alex, Reggie and Carrie all go to Chilton. Julie, Flynn and Carrie are sophomores (like Rory) and Luke, Alex and Reggie are Juniors.

Carrie and Paris are mean girl besties and Julie, Flynn and Rory’s frenemies.

Rory and Julie become fast friends and Julie introduces her to the rest of the gang.

When Rory brings them all home to Stars Hallow, Lorelai quickly becomes the mother figure they all need in their lives.

Lorelai and Luke commiserate about their Emily issues. Lorelai has an internal battle between “the mom thing” and her own teen angst, but in the end helps Luke and his mom reconcile.

Luke and Lane bond over their passion for music.

Alex and Lane bond over their religious trauma. (He’s the one who teaches her to play the drums)

Because Rory makes friends at Chilton and gets more involved there, she forgets all about that boy, Dean, so that relationship never happens.

Instead she falls for Reggie.

Knowing this, when Lorelai first meets Reggie and sees the leather jacket and the whole rock band persona she assumes he’s a bad boy (at least until he opens his mouth.)

Reggie and Rory spend hours discussing books and music. (Reggie is super smart. Fight me.)

Willie is this loner kid who skates around Stars Hallow. (Taylor can’t stand him. “Skateboarding! What’s next? Drugs! Crime! The whole neighborhood in the drain.”)

Willie runs over Alex, who is on his way to Luke’s to pick up coffee. Alex invites him back to Lorelai’s garage (the studio) to watch rehearsal. They fall hard and fast.

Speaking of Luke, he pretends he can’t stand the group taking up two tables nearly every afternoon, but really he’s quite fond of them.

Alex is his favorite, despite his excessive coffee drinking, (Alex is a caffeine junkie. Fight me.) and the two of them sit around judging everyone else and trading sarcastic comments.

Absolutely no one is surprised when Julie and Luke get together.

Absolutely no one is surprised when Lorelei and the other Luke get together either.

Absolutely no one is confused by the fact that there are two Lukes.

Julie and the Phantoms and Hep Alien share the studio.

P.S. I made a thing (don’t worry, Luke totally gave Lorelai permission to borrow the song, this isn’t a Bobby situation):

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erenthegreywolf · 2 years

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(part 1) Trigger Warning: Slight Violence, Death (?) =-=-=-=-=-= After the bus incident, Luke made it to the studio unscathed. No one's there when he enters, so he walks over to the piano and lays his songbook on it. The dream is still fresh in his mind, but it doesn't take long for his new song idea to resurface and he's flipping to an empty page. Luke doesn't get very far when Julie walks into the studio. "Oh, hey Luke. I didn't know you were here." She says as she walks over to him. "Hey, Jules. Uh, yeah... I just really wanted to write this song." He responds, deciding to leave out the part about the bus, and pushes his songbook toward her once she was beside him. "What's it about?" Julie asks while she looks over the page. That's all it takes for Luke to completely drag Julie into writing the entire song with him. The lyrics come easy to them with their efforts combined, and they're almost finished with the guitar and some of the bassline when the studio door opens. Reggie and Alex walk in, Reggie stumbling over his own feet and laughing about it while Alex just sighs. "You're such a disaster," Alex mutters, shaking his head as he goes to sit at his drum kit. "Hey! That pebble had it out for me..." Reggie closes the door behind himself and walks over to pick up his bass. "More like your own feet have it out for you." Alex shoots back. Reggie pokes his tongue out at him. "Alright, cut it out and let's get to practice," Julie says as she walks over to the keyboard. Luke just shakes his head with a smile on his face. His friends could be dorks sometimes, he thinks as he picks up his guitar. After they run through most of the songs for their set, Julie suggests working on the drum and basslines for the new song. By the time they finish, it's late and Julie invites them in for dinner. They all accept and follow her inside, getting a warm welcome from Ray and Carlos. They talk for a while after they've finished eating, but soon none of them can put off going home anymore. "I should get going," Alex finally says. Reggie points at him in agreement and then they stand from the table. Carlos tells them goodbye while Ray and Julie follow the boys to the door. "It was great having you boys over. You're always welcome to join us," Ray says. "Aw, thanks Ray," Reggie says, going in for a hug. "C'mon," Alex rolls his eyes as he pulls Reggie out by his jacket. "Wha- Lex!" Reggie whines but lets Alex steer him down the driveway. Luke waves to Julie and Ray before heading down the driveway himself to catch up with his boys. Once all together, they start walking home. Luke quickly starts the conversation about potential gigs until Alex has to split off. Reggie splits soon after, leaving him alone. Luke's too caught up in thinking about when their next gig will be to notice when someone runs up to him. He does notice when a sharp pain shoots through his side when something both enters and exits it. He turns to his left just in time to see a masked man plunge a knife right into his chest before everything goes dark. Luke sits straight up in his bed. Confused, he looks down at his chest in search of something, anything... But nothing's there. That's when he sees them. The same damn boxer shorts he woke up in that morning. He definitely changed them after his shower. This can't be real, it has to be another dream. What was it... A dream inside a dream? Alex mentioned that once before, right? But aren't those rare or something? Then Luke suddenly remembers the song he and Julie were writing. He jumps up and runs over to his desk, grabbing his songbook and flipping it all the way to where the song should be. But it isn't there. A completely blank page faces back at him. Luke lays the songbook back down on the desk in silence, millions of thoughts running through his head. What was he supposed to do now?

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fandomscraziness22 · 1 year

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making moodboards for my old fics is one of my favorite pastimes! check out right this way and read about how lovely Bandstand is and how many parallels there are to jatp!

#i listened to bandstand again today and man alive i love that show #bandstand #jatp #julie and the phantoms #my fics #my moodboards #singing #art #moodboard #my fic #fic writing #julie molina #luke patterson #reggie peters #alex mercer

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presleyanswrites · 15 days

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Join The Dream

alive!luke patterson x girlbestfriend!reader

a/n: not requested, back after 4 months!

desc luke didnt know you could sing after years of being your best friend

wc - 1.8k

warnings slight cursing, fluff, grammar, not proof read

the door krept open as you got home from school, tossing your grey messy laced converse off of your ankles and sludging your backpack off one of your shoulders and onto the floor.

it was 4:09 pm, you had nothing to do besides an english paper. but that could be done later.

you walk across the kitchen to sit on top of the counter, your nike women's dry-fit socks dangling as you thought about something, anything to do.

reggie and alex were out making flyers for their upcoming band gig on friday, while your best friend luke was probably somewhere in your guest house messing with your dads old music equipment and speakers you had gotten out of some dusty boxes for him a few weeks ago.

what was there to do?

you make a raspberry with your lips.

laundry...done. homework..ish, done. rooms clean...dad didn't get home until 10...

you stare at your mom's piano in the crevice of a large indent in a wall as you hear the air conditioner buzz softly.

the house was dead silent. no one was home.

for some reason, your hands begin to shake and your throat closes up staring at the white keys and grand black figure just sitting feet away, almost feeling like an old friend waiting for you to come back to it again.

after years.

this was the longest you had ever beared to look at it before.

the blank truth was you had completely disregarded the thought of ever playing any musical instrument ever again after your mom had died of cancer four years ago.

especially the piano. especially singing.

it was all the things you and your mom had cherished with each other. everytime you tried to even look at it. all that could replay in the back of your mind was your five-year-old self playing and singing along to "i love you baby", with your mother and you giggling with her.

what was so wrong about it? that you couldn't have that same feeling anymore? you didn't know.

it just hurt. all of it did.

over the years you had become slightly jealous of luke, reggie, and alex for being able to enjoy music like it was a second nature. maybe thats because it used to be yours, too, and your love for music had been taken away. and you felt like you could never get it back.

luke never knew about your passion for music. neither did alex, or reggie. sure, luke had watched you play with your mom as a kid but he never knew that you had the same thriving passion of music that made you feel alive like he did also.

everytime he tried to get you to sing along to one of the songs he had wrote with reggie you just shrugged it off, letting them sing.

because when your mom died, music died too.

in fact, luke had never heard you sing before. not even in the car, the shower, nothing.

but would this be what your mother had wanted? never even singing on the radio just because of memories?

if you were honest, you hadn't been the same person when you gave up music. If you were even more honest, you felt a hole without it.

you decided to get off the counter and slowly creep over to just....look.

not play, of course, no.

just...looking.

just...sitting down at your mom's favorite stool..

just..looking at the keys..

just..feeling them..

breathing...

you flinch when you accidentally hit a note with your finger.

your heart immediately starts pumping and you feel your stomach sink.

technically, you did just...play.

so, technically, accidentally, you could just play another...

on purpose, this time, you press a note, taking in the sound of a piano again like it was something completely new.

again, maybe? just once.

you start to play a few chords, trying to dig back in your brain four years.

you remember of a song called "forever", written by you. when you were 14. a month before your mom passed.

after playing the chords a few times, it comes flooding back to you like a sudden tidal wave.

you start playing them in order, now, and start singing your lyrics.

tears fall down your cheeks and onto the keys as you play the whole song through, singing the chorus, the verse..

you lean back slightly, holding your hands to your chest with a sniffle.

you wipe your eyes, but then jump at the sudden touch of a hand on your shoulder.

you whip your head around, quickly backing away from the stool.

"what the hell!" you gasp, but then realize who it was.

it was luke standing in front of you, now. his expression completely shocked.

it was silent, the only sounds was you trying to catch your breath.

his mouth was practically on the floor.

"y/n l/n."

you swallow, "yeah."

"what the fu-"

you cut him off, and play dumb, "what? i was just-"

you turn your head slightly to look at the piano behind you and then back to him.

"i was just like, messing around, i dunno, it was like- something i came up with..like..uhm..."

"i-i have so many questions." he scoffs, "first, okay? why in the honey bunches of fuck did you never tell me you could...you could..sing like that?"

you take a breath to answer, but he keeps going.

"two." he puts his hands to the back of his head, "since when could you play the piano? what song was that? was it yours? your moms? is this why you've never sang before? why-"

"luke, it-its complicated. i-" you take a breath out and shake your head, "i wrote it when i was 14. secretly. kind of before my mom died."

"why didn't you tell me you could write music?" he almost sounds offended.

"i dont know-- at the time you hadn't even started your band with reggie and alex yet, and that was like..your thing, and i just couldn't handle doing music again!" tears filled the bottom of your eyes as you tried to explain.

he steps towards you, wrapping his strong arms around you, caressing the back of your head as he holds it so his chest, stroking it with his thumb gently.

"shhh, sh. you don't have to explain anymore." his voice is gentle and warm. "i get it. but, music isn't something i own, okay? i wish you would have told me earlier, and i dont know how i didnt notice this before."

a sob accidentally escapes into his chest, and luke feels his heart slowly sink into the floor. he was a tough guy, but he would always let his guard down for you.

he rubs your back in comforting circles, "its okay, yeah? this is a good thing. its a great thing."

he tucks your hair behind your ear, looking down at you as you look up at him with swollen eyes and a slightly runny nose, luke speaking to you in a low and comforting voice. "you are so beyond talented. You know what im thinking?"

you shake your head softly, with a small sniffle.

"you need to be our singer for the band." he looks at you and titls his head like he already knows what you're going to say. "n' before you say no, think about it. you could do it in honor of your mom? y/n, look at you. you have crazy chemistry with a song you haven't even tried playing in years. you could play your keyboard? its waiting for you in the guest house. It would be practically wasting this amazing gift you have. and i cant let you do that. you know it, too."

"luke-" you almost whimper from the thought of playing music...all of the time. not just when you had sudden courage, like..all the time.

"please." he begs, "you dont have to decide or anything right now...just..think about it?" he looks down at you with those same eyes. "for me?" he bites his lower lip with a small smile.

"fine." you barely say. he almost jumps from excitement and hisses in victory before putting his hands on your shoulders and looks at you in the eyes. "you wont regret it."

"luke, what if-" you stop. "what if i fail? like, im not as good as i used to be? i havent even tried writing songs again-"

"from what i heard today? the like, one minute of you just...singing, and playing, was-- like, crazy good and thats more than what regs and alex and i could ever even dream of." he smiles, his dimples peaking out like a deer in headlights, "it would be totally awesome if you could join our band. Like an honor."

as you look at him speak you bite your lips nervously, and let out a shaky "okay."

he towers over you, taking a step closer and looking in both of your eyes, you could feel his warm breath dripping down your neck.

there was a silence as you look into both of his eyes back, smiling back slightly

"there's that smile."

he leans in slightly, you breathing out, and then looking down as your tone becomes quieter.

"we shouldn't do this." you whisper.

he makes you look at him by putting his finger under your chin.

"we definitely shouldn't do this." he breathes, trying not to smile.

"definitely." you say, him matching your expression.

"definitely." his breath catches in the air.

your lips meet his as he gently backs you into a wall, picking your legs up and holding them with his palms up like a feather.

you feel his warm lips lock against yours over and over.

"y/n," he takes a breath out, finally pulling away making a small click sound from your lips seperating.

"yeah?" you gasp for air.

"i love you." he chokes on his words, "i know its soon. i know. you dont have to say it back." he swallows. "i just thought you should know. n' like - its totally cool if-"

"i love you too, luke."

his eyes meet yours again, this time his eyebrows slightly furrowed, "for real?" a smile quickly creeps up on his face.

you gently nod your head as he kisses your lips again once more.

"i-i dont know its like- when i saw you playing, and- it was just-" he pauses, laughing and shaking his head.

"you're so talented. so real. like, down to it, real."

he looks at you with his soft eyes, kissing your forehead.

"your hole's filled now, y/n."

your eyes widen in surpise, "how did you--"

he rolls his eyes and tuts, "cm'on, seriously? i know you better than you know you."

a little smile appears on your face. it really was him all along. he knew after you played again you got the spark in your eyes back that you had when you met him and you were now the same girl he fell in love with all over again since he was ten.

he runs his thumb over your jaw. "that spark, right here?" he puts his hand off your chin and presses a fist gently to your rib. "right there."

"you're back."

you giggle softly, "im back."

divider creds to @benkeibear my nav ★

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laviefantasie · 3 months

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It Kinda Makes Sense

Pairings: Alive!Luke Patterson x Alive!Reader

Summary: Los Feliz High School, the best school for future actors, singers, or any kind of artists. Home to the top couple formed by Luke Patterson, the perfect boy soon-to-be rockstar, and Y/N Y/L/N, troubled goth girl with the voice of an angel. A match make in heaven... or hell.

{ BASED ON VICTORIOUS’ JADE AND BECK }

| MASTERLIST |

If you asked Julie Molina what had been her first thought once she had stepped foot on Los Feliz she would say it had been... confusing.

The school was beautiful, with bright blue lockers decorated in unbelievable ways to adolescents dressed as bright blue bobcats. It was truly a sight.

The other thing that was a sight was the group of students that captured most of the other teenagers’ attention. Especially two teens who happened to be having what appeared to be a screaming battle. Screaming battle that ended once ice e/c eyes found Julie’s across the hallway.

“Lost something, shorty?” The unknown girl snaps, “MIND YOUR BUSINESS!”

Her words had caused the boy she had previously been fighting with to sigh in shame before looking her way.

Julie’s breath got stuck in her throat.

The boy was beautiful. Scratch that, he was handsome. Untaimed brown hair with wild hazel —maybe green— eyes, the boy could be anyone’s dream boy.

“Y/N, could you not?”

Julie’s brown eyes move to the girl glaring daggers at her only to have her heart skip a beat. The girl —Y/N apparently— was breathtakingly beautiful. She had wavy h/c hair with some dark blue streaks that matched her skin color perfectly and powerful e/c eyes.

Said girl rolls her eyes before glaring at Julie once more before focusing once again on the pretty boy besides her.

“Fine. I won’t. But this conversation is over”

“We haven’t even had the conversation!” The boy argues back.

“And it’s over!”

The dark-dressed girl stomps off leaving the boy groaning in frustration. Julie taking that opportunity to check out the rest of the group.

With her back pressed to a locker decorated with different colorful fabrics stood a light brown haired girl —could be dark blonde— with brown eyes dressed in a beautiful pink dress and black heels to match. She seemed to be debating whether to follow her friend or staying still.

Besides her was a dark-haired boy with sky blue eyes standing out thanks to his pale skin. He was wearing a leather jacket on top of a white shirt, with a red flannel tied on his waist, and black jeans. His eyes glued to the floor.

Lastly, there was the blond boy with a pink hoodie and blue —sometimes green— eyes. He seemed to be pretty used to what had just happened.

The blond one is the one who noticed her still staring at them, offering a sweet smile before walking towards her and stretching his hand.

“Hi, I’m Alex. I’ve never seen you before”

She grabs his hand with a small smile, “Julie. I’m new”

Her name seems to snap the leather jacket boy from his trance, his bright blue eyes soon finding hers with a big smile adorning his features.

“You’re the girl that sang for Flynn on the school’s talent show! I’m Reggie”

Julie blushes as soon as he speaks, everyone’s eyes staring at her with realization and a little of awe.

“Flynn is my best friend, I just wanted to help her out”

“Well, it worked for you. You got a scholarship” pretty boy adds, “I’m Luke”

Julie cannot help the way her smile grows as soon as he smirks at her. He seriously had to be the most gorgeous boy she had ever seen.

The pretty light brown haired girl with the pink dress joins her friends in greeting her, Julie blushing under the vibrant smile she gives her.

“Hi! I’m Carrie”

Julie goes to grab her hand but the girl —Carrie— pulls her in for a hug. The gesture has Julie’s shoulders tensing, she hadn’t willingly hug anyone after her mother’s death a few months ago, but she soon forced herself to relax.

This was a new start. No pity stares or whispers directed at her.

“It’s nice to meet you guys”

After that meeting the curly-haired girl became a part of their weird group of friends. Soon learning that the beauty ice queen dressed in all black was Y/N Y/L/N, Los Feliz High School’s prodigy and Luke’s girlfriend.

It was no secret that the girl was talented, but she was as talented as scary. Julie hadn’t listened too much of everyone’s warnings, she was sure it was all because of how she dressed and acted and not at all for the kind of person she truly was.

Boy, was she wrong.

She learned that the hard way after getting a role on a play Y/N wanted. A role that played Luke’s romantic interest.

She had ended up one rehearsal with hot coffee thrown at her and icy e/c eyes glaring daggers at her with a sweet —fake— smile. Luke’s apologies were not enough to calm the humiliation Julie felt.

And even if the brown-haired latina wasn’t fond of vengeance, she couldn’t stop herself. And if she kissed Luke longer than necessary after sending a wink the goth girl’s way, it was a mere coincidence.

A coincidence that resulted in her having to watch her back every time she stepped on school’s property.

But things did get better with time and Julie and Y/N became kinda friends. At least enough for Y/N to tolerate Julie and for Julie to not be afraid to sit close to the scissors fanatic.

They were okay. As okay as someone could be with the girl who kissed the other’s boyfriend. But okay nevertheless.

But the more time she spent at the school and the closer she got to all of them, the more she doubted the health of Luke’s and Y/N’s relationship. Today being one of those days.

“What are you saying?!”

“I’m just saying, what kind of friend sends you eight messages in a lapse of five minutes?!”

As soon as the words leave the screaming girl’s mouth, Luke’s phone rings signaling the arrival of another text message making Y/N’s glare darken.

“Nine” she growls.

“You don’t even know if it’s from her!”

Y/N glares at him in disbelief, “Okay! Then prove me wrong!”

With a scoff, Luke gets his phone out before checking the recipient of the message only to let out a sigh that proves his girlfriend right.

“Nine?”

He nods in defeat, “Nine. B-but this is ridiculous! She is my FRIEND”

“How naive are you?!”

The couple fights for a couple more minutes before Luke’s gaze finds Julie in front of her butterfly and music doodles decorated locker. The rockstar grabbing his girl’s hand before tugging her towards the latina.

“Julie!”

Her brown eyes find the couple, widening when they see the coldness in Y/N’s eyes before trying to make a run for it.

She doesn’t make it far as Luke’s hand grabs a hold of her wrist keeping her in place.

“We need your help”

“No, we don’t” Y/N argues back.

“YES, we do”

Julie looks at her surroundings looking for a way to get out of there but finding nothing. Where was Alex when she needed him?

“Guys, I really don’t want to be in the middle of whatever this is”

She tries to leave but once again Luke pulls her back, “Too late. If you were my girlfriend—”

“HA! What a perfect way to start”

Luke glares at his girlfriend for the interruption before turning towards Julie once again, failing to notice how uncomfortable the situation was making the latina.

Somehow she was once again in between them, although this time it wasn’t her fault.

“If you were my girlfriend” he starts again, “Would it bother you if I was friends with Kayla?”

“Who cares what she thinks?” / “Honestly, it would”

Both girls speak simultaneously. Y/N’ eyes widening as soon as the Latina’s words register, grabbing a hold of the girl’s shoulders to keep her in place.

“I care what she says” Y/N smiles.

“I want to leave” Julie adds before trying to move only for Y/N’s hold to tighten.

“You stay” she barks.

The argument wasn’t unlike many others, Y/N’s temper wasn’t the best and that meant she sometimes got too jealous. It didn’t help that Luke Patterson didn’t know when to say no nor know the difference between friendly and flirty.

It was just another Luke and Y/N argument, nothing to worry about. Except it was different. Julie realized that as soon as Y/N let go of her and started walking away.

“We’re DONE”

The words had everyone in the hallway quiet down and stare at the ‘it’ couple. Eyes settled on Luke’s surprised reaction and Y/N’s tensed body.

“Come on” Luke voices “You’re being ridiculous”

“What do you care?!” She screams back before starting to leave, “You’re not my boyfriend anymore”

Word around the school traveled fast and soon girls were following Luke around begging for his attention, much to his annoyance.

On the other hand, every time a guy tried to get near Y/N she would turn her icy glare at them and have them running away in seconds.

It was a weird and new situation. Especially at lunch. It was weird seeing the former couple sitting on opposite sides of the table instead of at the side of the other with Luke’s arm resting on Y/N’s shoulders.

It was new territory to have Luke inevitably —as a habit— reach for Y/N only to have her snap at him to not touch her, just as she did to everyone else.

But that was what they had to deal with for two weeks.

Two weeks is how long it took for Y/N to ask Luke to take her back only to have him reject her. Two weeks that made Y/N go crying to Julie’s house, the only one of her friends —not really her friend— whose opinion mattered much less than the others.

“What are you doing in my house?” Is the first thing that Julie says as she sees the other girl.

Y/N gets into the house without waiting for an invitation before starting to sob, Julie standing there in panic as she sees the cold hearted teenager break down.

The latina tries to go for a hug only to be pushed back.

“I need your help”

A long talk later, Y/N convinced the Molina girl to help her get Luke back. Somehow, Julie had the fantastic idea that she had to change.

Y/N Y/L/N was a time bomb. Always ready to explode without a care on who she takes down. That had to change.

Julie realized then that the girl was truly in love with Luke. Y/N was letting her —Julie Molina— see her cry her eyes out just to ask for help to get him back. She was letting Julie give her a makeover just to get him back.

She was truly in love.

The next day at school everyone stared wide-eyed at the beauty that was Y/N Y/L/N in a colorful outfit and a wide smile —though it was a fake one—.

Everyone except Luke. The brunette boy stared at his former girlfriend with furrowed eyebrows not liking the change, his expression not changing even when Alex and Reggie complimented her.

He also couldn’t help the glares he sent any boy who came to flirt with her, his glares darkening every time she flirted back. This was not his girl and he knew whose fault it was.

His now dark green eyes find Julie’s proud smile across the hall and soon he stomps towards her, grabbing her by the arm before taking her to the janitor’s closet.

“What did you do to Y/N?”

Julie furrows her eyebrows in confusion as she sees the angry look the guitarist is giving her, but soon smirks as she confuses it with jealousy.

“What? Jealous of the attention she is receiving?”

“Actually, I’m mad that she is receiving the attention for dressing like a Barbie” he argues back, “That is not her, that is not the girl I love”

Julie’s eyes widen after the boy’s words before he storms off, leaving her with an unexpected knowledge.

The latina goes to look for Y/N as soon as she snaps out of her trance only to find said girl in the bathroom back in her black clothes while doing her dark eyeshadow.

“Wha—ho—I’m confused”

“Being nice sucks” she answers as she finishes her makeup, “Thanks for the help but, if I can be honest, I was better without it”

“Bu— and Luke?”

“If he ever wants to get back together it has to be with me, the real me. Not a version of me dressed in awfully ridiculous clothes”

“Those were my clothes”

“Exactly my point”

With that Y/N walks out of the bathroom ignoring the looks that followed her figure, leaving Julie once again at loss of words.

A week after, Luke and Y/N were back together and closer than ever. But the honeymoon phase faded and the fights started once again. But Julie learned to see the beauty in their arguments.

Every argument got Luke out of his perfectly peaceful demeanor and got him to voice his thoughts out more, it helped him stand up more for himself. And every argument showed the depth of Y/N’s feelings for the guitarist, it showed how much she cared.

It’s just that sometimes they didn’t know when to stop arguing.

Of course now Julie wasn’t blind to their little moments. The way Y/N always stopped when Luke asked her to or how Luke always kissed the girl’s temple sweetly.

Or how when Bobby —Sunset Curve’s (which was the boys’ band) rhythm guitarist (who she hadn’t met)— left the boys, it was Y/N who approached the curly-haired girl thinking she was the perfect fit for the remake of the band.

It was Y/N, who barely tolerated her, who adviced them to change the band’s name as they changed their sound slightly. Julie and the Phantoms, had been her idea after the boys ghosted the girls on the group chat.

Julie knew the only reason why Y/N had done that was because she knew how much the band meant to Luke.

She wasn’t blind to how Luke would only ever snap when it was to protect Y/N, even if he knew she was perfectly capable of doing it herself. Or how he always bought a hot chocolate with his coffee for her.

With time, Julie realized it kinda made sense why they were together even when she couldn’t quite completely understand it.

But soon the fights started again, this time worst than ever. It was different because instead of bickering until one gave in, neither seemed interested enough in fighting.

It worried all of them because their fights —as annoying as they sometimes were— showed how much each cared. Now it seemed they didn’t.

To be completely fair, Julie understood if anyone outside their group saw the relationship as toxic. She had seen it as toxic once. But it just made sense in a weird way. It just made sense for the kind of people they were, they complemented one another.

But this time the fights were just too much. That’s why when the traditional friend group game night happen, Y/N and Luke weren’t invited.

Carrie —Y/N’s undoubted best friend— was sick of fainting every time she got stuck in the middle, the innocent and kind girl couldn’t take the stress.

Reggie, the boyish teenager with the purest heart ever, didn’t want to cry anymore. He couldn’t handle the screaming and that’s all the couple did.

Alex, on the other hand, was tired of having to grab his asthma medicine every time they appeared. The fights making him get too anxious which always caused him a panic attack which led to his inability to breathe which led to an asthma attack.

No one could take it anymore.

So they decided to have an evening free of them, one well deserved. But it didn’t work as planned as the couple stormed into Julie’s home half an hour after everyone started playing Monopoly.

“See! Told you they’d be here”

Y/N rolls her eyes, “So? What does it matter if they’re at dumbass’ house?”

Julie rolls her eyes at the insult but nevertheless listens closely to the couple, all her friends groaning in annoyance at the interruption.

“It matters because our friends, our best friends, don’t want to be near us anymore!” He argues “Doesn’t this bother you?”

“Not really” she shrugs, “Should it? Wait... does it bother you?”

“It does! They’re our best friends and they can’t stand us”

Y/N crosses her arms across her chest before turning to glare at their friends, Carrie hiding under the table with a shriek as soon as she sees her best friend gaze at her.

Seeing the icy glare that the girl throws at them, Reggie shakily takes a deep breath before standing up and looking at them with annoyance.

“Yes! We can’t stand either of you!” He shouts, “We wanted a day free of you both because all you ever do is fight! And, somehow, you always seem to drag us to the middle of it. We’re tired!”

As soon as Reggie finishes, the dark-haired boy sits down with a huff. His shoulders feeling less tense as he let out his emotions.

The couple watched their best friends with mixed feelings, neither expecting the outburst and much less from Reggie. Reggie who had always been one to avoid conflict.

“I cannot believe this” Luke sighs “Reggie snapped at us. REGGIE”

“This is you fault!” She accuses “How hard is it to just agree with me?!”

“BUT I DON’T AGREE WITH YOU”

“BECAUSE YOU ARE WRONG”

The four friends sighed in defeat as they listened to the couple bicker once more with one another, how had a fun night turned to a nightmare all of a sudden?

They silently decided to just stay in their seats waiting for the couple to stop the nonsense as they always did.

“WHAT BOTHERS YOU SO MUCH?!”

“THAT I AM NOT HAPPY WITH OUR RELATIONSHIP!”

The words cut through Y/N’s strong façade in a second, the glare faltering as Luke’s eyes widen after realizing what he had said.

No one dared move nor say anything. Everyone had their eyes on the couple that seemed to be coming to terms with how bad the situation had become.

“Fine” she sighs in defeat “You have a choice. I’m walking out that door and counting to ten, if you’re not out before I finish we are DONE”

Luke sighs frustrated as he watches her leave, the door closing with a thud behind her.

“One”

He stays still on his place with his fists clenching as he fights the urge to run to her and scream at her what was the reason for this ultimatum.

“Two”

Luke knows he needs to calm down. He has to. He had to if he wanted to be able to go after her without fighting as soon as he saw her.

“Three”

Y/N counted behind the door, staring at it with nerves as she asks herself how he could take so long to come after her. What was taking him so long to decide that she was worth going after?

“Four”

The four friends behind Luke stare with wide eyes as they try to figure out what is it that the brunette is going to do.

They want him to go after her. Carrie, Reggie, and Alex more than Julie. The three best friends had been there throughout all the relationship. They had seen Luke be the only one brave enough to pursue the cruel beauty. They had seen Y/N being the only one that cared more about Luke’s heart than his looks.

They knew how much this relationship was worth. Even with all the fights, they knew the love the two had for one another was deeper than any outsider could understand at first sight.

He had to go after her.

“Five”

Luke sighs looking towards his friends once before deciding what he wants to do. He can’t lose her, no matter how much they fight.

No one understood him like she did. No one cared enough to tell him when he was wrong or to fight with him until he fought for what he wanted.

“Six”

Y/N feels her eyes widen as she realizes how much time he is taking. It should’ve been easy, he shouldn’t have even let her count to three.

He should’ve opened the door the second she closed it.

“Seven”

Sighing, Luke starts slowly making his way towards the door. His best friends sighing in relief as they see him do it.

Julie, though, watches closely as the boy’s shoulders tense the closer he gets.

“Eight”

Carrie furrows her eyebrows once she sees Luke starting to halt in his steps. She knew Y/N better than anyone, Y/N had been the only one willing to take the ‘obnoxious naive superstar’s daughter’ under her wing and be completely honest with her.

She knows better than anyone that if Luke lets her walk away just like her father let her mother walk away with her, that’ll break her.

“Nine”

Luke grabs a hold of the handle but for some reason he can’t bring himself to turn it and open the door.

Something feels wrong about opening it, almost as wrong as it feels to not open it.

He is scared of what it means if he opens it, or how easily he gives in. Something had to change. Maybe he needed to let her walk away, Y/N always came back. She would go to his house in the middle of the night and they would fix everything.

It would be okay, they would be okay. They always were. This was no difference, they just needed some time to think, to breathe.

So he doesn’t turn the knob.

“Ten”

Y/N feels her heart stop the moment she screams the last number. She feels her heart sink to her stomach as a feeling of abandonment settles in her.

She feels her skin pale and soon reaches for the knob, but she doesn’t allow herself to touch it. He made his choice.

So with every ounce of strength she could find within her, Y/N turns around and makes her way to her car knowing that he could catch a ride with Alex. The tears started accumulating in her e/c eyes but she didn’t let them fall.

Y/N Y/L/N didn’t cry. She wasn’t about to start... at least not in a place where someone could see her.

Inside the Molina’s household, the best friends stare at Luke in disbelief, neither knowing what to say or do now. The Patterson boy makes the decision for them.

“Let’s play some Monopoly”

The statement has everyone else following his movements in silence, knowing better than to act against him.

Carrie, though, is the one that finally breaks the silence as she lets out a quiet sob. She was angry, mainly at herself for not being able to go after her best friend. But she knew better. Y/N was a person who protected her feelings more than anything else, she was in pain and she wouldn’t let it out if someone was watching her. So Carrie had to stay on her seat even if she wanted to run after her.

“You hurt her” whispered the sweet teenager, “I trusted you, she trusted you, with her heart and you hurt it”

It was at that moment, with Carrie’s pretty brown eyes filled with tears as she glared at him with all her willpower, that Luke realized how wrong he had been. He thought it would be okay but Carrie’s reaction proved him wrong.

Carrie showed him that this time was different from the others. If the sweet girl willingly glared at him with so much betrayal than it meant that Y/N wasn’t gonna go to his house at midnight.

It meant he had lost her.

Still, as Luke realized that, he stayed on his seat staring intently at the fake money in his hands. He couldn’t change what he had done.

“Let’s start”

The following weeks were a pain for the group of friends. The group had to divide their time between the former couple and it was exhausting.

But things got better and after a couple of months Y/N and Luke started sitting at the same table with their friends once again. It brought some relief to the group.

The hurt from the breakup still pained them though. Y/N was not used to watching so many girls flirt with Luke and watching him flirt back, and Luke was not used to Y/N moving away from his touch while also enjoying the way some guys’ eyes linger on her figure.

Things had changed and it pained them both, but they were finally okay. As okay as they could be at least.

They still loved each other, but they became good at pretending. Soon three months became five and five became seven. And things were okay, they were friends again without any awkwardness surrounding the group.

Still, Julie was sure she wasn’t the only one who noticed the love they still had for the other. It was the little things. The way their eyes lingered on the other when they thought no one was looking, the smiles they faked to play the part; all signs of how much they still loved the other. Even after everything.

So it did come as a surprised when Y/N announced she had a date.

Apparently some senior that participated on the play with her had the balls to ask her out. And she said yes.

While everyone congratulated the mean girl, Luke made some excuse to leave the table while everyone tried to stop themselves from asking the questions that they new neither of the former couple wanted to answer.

‘Are you okay?’ ‘Do you still love her/him?’

Neither wanted to be asked that because the answers broke them. They weren’t okay. They still were in love with one another.

They were afraid they would never stop being in love with the other.

But neither had to say it. All their friends knew it, because they knew them. That’s why no one was surprised when Julie and the Phantoms was saved by Y/N on their concert at a cafe the night of her date.

The girl had screamed at them for keeping the presentation a secret, the band excusing themselves with the thought of not wanting her to miss her date —although they didn’t want to give her the opportunity to bring her date with her to their concert since that would break Luke.

Either way, they boys’ amps had stopped working and in a panic Julie had texted Carrie. Carrie had been helping Y/N get ready and said girl had grabbed her amps and drove them both to the small cafe.

Date completely forgotten without a care.

“You didn’t have to miss your date for this” Luke tells her softly.

She looks at him as if he had lost his mind, “This is your band, Patterson”

Luke’s heart feels heavy in his chest as he realizes the depth behind her words. This was his band and that meant it meant something to her. It meant as much to her as it did to him because it was his.

The brunette boy feels a smile overtake his features along with a small blush, wanting nothing more than to kiss her right there.

But he didn’t. Instead he kissed her cheek.

Y/N’s eyes widened in surprise and soon her perfect skin started acquiring a deep scarlet, which she hid by hurrying Carrie to go find some seats.

If that night Luke sang looking at her too often, then damn him. Who could blame him? Y/N had just giving him more reasons to love her.

After that neither tried to date again. They were silently pining after one another, too afraid to make a move considering the way things ended between them.

But Julie grew tired of it and soon started bugging them to date other people if they weren’t going to date one another.

That’s why when Luke was rejecting Kayla’s date, Julie intervened.

“Sorry, Kayla” he apologizes, “I have rehearsal with the band”

“No, we don’t” Julie smiles “Actually, why don’t you guys come to the concert the school is holding together?”

Luke glared at the talented singer before fake smiling towards the Hawaiian beauty who agreed instantly.

Though once Kayla is out sight, Luke grabs Julie’s arm and pulls her towards the janitor’s closet where he glares at her with dark green eyes.

“What are you doing?”

“You need to date! Get out there, mingle a little”

He shakes his head, “When Y/N finds out about this she’ll despise me”

Julie frowns with confusion, “No, she won’t. She has moved on, you should too”

Luke shakes his head in disbelief making Julie scoff before getting her phone out.

“What are you doing?”

She shushes him before putting her phone on speaker, making Luke’s eyes widen once he sees the called ID being the one of his ex.

He would never voice out loud the way his heart skipped a beat.

“I’m blocking you”, came her cold voice as soon as the call is picked up.

“Wait—Y/N! Don’t hang up!”

A groan is heard making Luke involuntarily smile.

“You have five seconds to tell me what the heck you want before I block you”

“Okay, look, I’m here with Beck—“

“Julie, don’t”

“He’s going with Kayla to the school’s concert, as a date” Julie continues “Just wanted to make sure that’s okay with you”

There’s a ten seconds silence through the line. Ten seconds in which Julie realizes that maybe she was wrong, that maybe she should’ve minded her own business. For so long she had found annoyance in the ways she always ended up in the middle of their problems and here she was, butting in herself.

Ten seconds in which Luke panics. Realizing that he is also awaiting the answer anxiously. There are two ways this could go: Y/N could snap, voicing loudly how she didn’t give a damn, or she could scream asking for answers to questions she shouldn’t have and bad-mouthing Kayla. Both were common in their past. It was a way to showed she cared, that she was jealous and that she wasn’t ready to let him go yet. Both answers would give him the last drop of hope he needed to do something about what he felt towards her.

But when the ten seconds came to an end, neither got an answer they expected from the impulsive ice queen.

“We’re not dating” she reminded them in a voice too soft to be recognized as hers, “We haven’t been for a long time. You don’t have to make sure if it’s okay with me”

“What?”, Luke asks softly, “Y/N, I…”

“I’m being serious right now, Luke”, she continues, “I do appreciate your concern but it’s none of my business who you date”

Silence. Neither Julie nor Luke know what to say or do next. Neither expected the mature response from the H/C haired beauty. Neither knew if they liked it.

“Well, if that was all, don’t call me again”

And she hung up.

Julie stared at her phone in disbelief, but what did she expect? Was she secretly hoping that Y/N would finally snap and this agonizing secret mutual pining they were all forced to endure would finally end? What exactly had she expected to achieve from this?

Definitely not the way Luke was looking right now.

The guitarist looked completely heartbroken and hopeless. The fire that normally resided in his eyes had ceased to exist. And as he looked at one of his best friends while holding tightly onto his backpack’s strap, all that could shine through his eyes was a deep feeling of betrayal.

“I…”

“You should’ve stayed out of it”, he voiced numbly “She doesn’t despise me. It’s worst, she doesn’t care at all”

“Luke…”

“I’ll go on that stupid date, just bug out, will you?”

The days before the concert were painful for every single one of them on their friend group. It was definitely a weird sight to see Luke look so out of it and Y/N so unbothered by it. It was the first time since their break up that their friends doubted the possibility of them ever finding their way back to each other.

When they finally had the courage to ask Luke what was going on, the guitarist told them he had a date with his eyes glued to Y/N body. He was waiting for a reaction, no matter how small it was. Anything really.

But she gave nothing away.

All she did to answer their friends’ curious and astonished gazes was shrug her shoulders and voice she was just trying to finish her song for the school’s concert.

The unbothered air that surrounded her was heartbreaking for everyone around her. It was as if she was truly okay either letting go of Luke and their history. As if she had already given up on them. They couldn’t blame her, it had been a long time since they last were together, but that didn’t change the fact that they all truly believed they were meant to be together and that it was unsettling to see it come to a real end.

Especially by the look on Luke’s eyes. His face may have remained neutral and unfaltering but his eyes could never deceive from his true feelings. He was hurt.

And being hurt but not wanting to show it meant he tried to keep himself as busy as he could until the school’s concert, avoiding all his friends and Y/N especially. And when the time to meet up with Kayla came, Luke had to pretend to be invested in everything she told him; even if most things were just compliments to suck up to him, agreeing to every little thing he said. He didn’t even know if anything that she actually told him was her actual real opinion or if she was just trying that hard to agree with everything he said to be reciprocated.

He didn’t even know anything about who she was and they had been talking for the hour that concert had already been going on.

Favorite song? She would ask his first before saying how much she also loved it. Methods of acting that they found more suitable? She would giggle and twirl her hair waiting for him to answer before giving what she would fake is her own opinion.

It was tiring.

Where was her own fire? Why didn’t she fight back when he disagreed with something she said? Why didn’t she try to show him why she was passionate about it instead of just nodding and giving in?

Why was she making it so easy?

He didn’t like it. He was hating it actually. So he took the first chance he could, excusing himself by saying he needed to refill his drink, to run for it.

That’s how Julie found him after helping the boys set up the instruments for Y/N’s set, which was up next.

“Ooohh, hello, loverboy” she teased him, “Where is your lovely lady of the night?”

“Don’t know. Don’t care”

Julie blinks, surprised by his answer, before grabbing a cup and filling it with the first soda she saw.

“Date not going well?”

“It’s a disaster” he scoffs, “She’s just agreeing with everything I say”

Julie nods, “Isn’t that a good thing, though? Means you have things in common”

“Not really. Not if I don’t know if that is truly what she thinks” he shakes his head “Feels like she’s just trying to agree to everything I say”

“Well, it’s the first date, you know” she sighs, “She probably doesn’t want to fight you on it. Next one will be better”

He shakes his head, “There won’t be a next one”

“WHAT?!”

Luke drinks from his cup while Julie starts stumbling upon her words after what he said. She couldn’t believe it. He wasn’t even gonna give it a chance? The date wasn’t even over yet.

“I think I learned something about myself”

Julie scoffs, “That you’re ungrateful to your friend who tried to help you by fixing you up with a cute girl?!”

“No, I just…” he sighs “I think I kind of like to date a girl who, you know… fights back”

Julie looks at him dumbfounded, not understanding his point.

“I mean a girl who has strong opinions” he continues, “you know? A big mouth”

“Why?”

He shrugs his shoulders, “Cause it’s not easy. Easy is boring”

Julie stares for a good minute before sighing. It kinda made sense. At the end of the day, love was all about growth. Growth didn’t exist without different opinions and dialogues that fought each ideal. It was all about pushing each other to become your very best. How could you do that without bumps along the way?

“Okay…” she sighs, taking a sip of her drink, “Then, who’s not boring?”

Their conversation is cut short by Reggie’s voice on the stage, he had been assigned as the concert’s host and had been doing a magnificent job all night.

“Okay, people! Let’s hear things up with F/N L/N! Let’s go!”

Reggie soon goes to grab the bass as Alex appears behind the drums. Other two students grabbing the guitar and keyboard left.

Luke and Julie take a step closer, that way they have a better view of the stage.

The guitar starts playing the intro as Y/N walks into stage in a cute short black goth dress with fisher nets and combat boots, her hair’s normal blue streaks a dark purple this night. Shortly after she makes her way to the microphone stand the drums join the melody.

And soon her melodious and angelic raspy voice sounds through the place.

“You think you know me

But you don't know me

You think you own me

But you can't control me”

As if it was destined to be, the lyrics bring light to the situation at hand.

There was a reason why Luke and Y/N always ended up gravitating towards one another despite all the horrible fights they endured with each other.

“You look at me and there's just one thing that you see

So listen to me

Listen to me”

Julie feels like smacking herself across the face. The truth was so obvious that she feels dumb to have been so oblivious to it.

“You push me back

I push you back

Harder, harder

You scream at me

I scream at you

Louder, L-L-L-L-Louder”

Luke Patterson was probably one of the most carefree and easy going people she had ever met. He was always carrying this certain peaceful atmosphere around him. He needed someone or something to push him to thrive, to become better than he already was. To fight for his ideals and his dreams. It wasn’t enough to just want them to happen, he had to make them happen and his calm self usually hid from conflict.

F/N L/N was probably the most loud and impulsive person Julie had ever met. Never once had she silenced her opinions, always speaking the truth no matter how cruel it could be. She wasn’t someone who hid from a fight and whenever she wanted something she never stopped until she got it. She needed someone who could stop her when she was going to far, someone to calm the fire that never cease to light up inside of her.

“I'm dangerous so I'm warning you

But you're not afraid of me

And I can't convince you

You don't know me”

There was not one person in the whole world that was meant to be with the other but themselves. They pushed each other, for better and worst. They had the possibility of being the best and the worst thing that could happen to the other.

And as the song keeps going, the truth becomes blinding.

“And the longer that you stay, the ice is melting

And the pain feels okay, it feels okay (hey)”

Luke’s eyes never once stray away from the powerful force that is Y/N as she sings. Her voice loud and powerful as raspy and angelic. His heart beats to the song’s rhythm, unveiling a silent truth that he had been trying so hard to push to the bottom of his being, to afraid of what it truly meant. To afraid of it being to late to mean it.

“You push me back

I push you back

You scream at me

I scream at you

Louder”

Her e/c cold gaze meets his green eyes and suddenly it seems all the iciness in it melts away. As if only his gaze could have that power over her. As if only he was allowed to see the true kind soul hidden behind the cold walls she had taken so long to build around herself.

“You push me back

I push you back

Harder harder

You scream at me

I scream at you

Louder, L-L-L-L-Louder”

And he knows right there and then, as does Julie and his friends, that it is her. It has always been her. It will always be her.

It is Y/N who pushes him until he finally snaps. It is Y/N who fights for him whenever he doesn’t find the will to do so. It is Y/N who loves him so much that she fights to control her impulses whenever he asks her to.

It had always been her and he had been a fool to ever let her walk away without giving a fight. Especially when she had never stopped fighting.

“I'm dangerous so I'm warning you

But you're not afraid of me

And I can't convince you

And I don't have to I think you know me”

Their relationship was flawed. Maybe even toxic. But it was magical. It was powerful and passionate. And it was real.

Never had they ever been afraid to voice their opinions to the other, even fighting back when they disagreed; yet never settling. Never had they ever been afraid to be vulnerable by showing each other how much they truly cared for one another. Never had they ever stopped loving each other.

The applause make Luke blink out of his daze and realize all this time he had been staring right at Y/N. And she had been staring back.

She offers him a soft smile that to anyone else would look like her usual smirk, but he knew better. He had always known better. And that’s how he knows she is fighting, one last time, for him. She has ignited the flame and it is leaving it to him to turn it off once and for all or help it grow as fierce and wild as it can.

Julie smiles softly, “So, Luke… who’s not boring?”

And he smiles.

Step by step he gets closer to the stage where Y/N is still on, nodding at the standing ovation that is applauding her. Only taking her eyes her eyes off the public once he makes it right at her side.

Everyone’s eyes are on them. Silence.

They stand there for a minute just staring at each other. Y/N with her hand folded in front of her and Luke with both his hands buried in his jean’s pockets.

“I’ve missed you” he finally voices.

She shrugs, acting indifferent, “So what are you gonna do about it?”

Two seconds of silence follow in which Luke pauses to admire her challenging e/c gaze, before taking enough steps to be face-to-face with her. His hand leave the safety of his pockets and find their way to the warm of her cheeks before pulling her towards him, lips meeting anxiously.

And it was like a weight was lifted of their chests, letting them finally breathe without struggle.

No matter the fights, the misunderstandings, disagreements or the toxicity. They would always find their way back to each other because of the truth and purity of their love, which was real. Love was never meant to be perfect but it is meant to keep the other grounded, to push the other to grow.

And that’s what always brought Luke and Y/N back. It’s what always would bring them back.

#sunset curve #julie and the phantoms #luke patterson x oc #luke patterson #luke patterson x reader #luke patterson x y/n #jatp #luke jatp #charlie gillespie #Spotify

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Julie and the phantoms

Reader x luke Patterson

Reader is Luke’s girlfriend in the 90’s and was with them when he past away and years later when he’s a ghost he goes to vist her and she can see him

Love

Paring: Luke Patterson x reader

Summary: Luke goes to see his love for the first time after he past away, and it may be the last, but he doesn't expect them to stay together for much longer.

A/N: Ik it's not probably what you had in mind, it was a fun one and too cute to not make!

Words: 613

"I'm going to see y/n," Luke said, looking at Alex.

"You sure? She could have family now, you know?" He asked, raising his eyebrows and carefully watching the brown-haired boy.

"Yeah. I just want to see her when I get the chance."

"Okay," Alex said, nodding his head. But Luke stayed for the next few hours. The thought of you being happy with someone else who wasn't him broke his heart. But he knows that this may be the last time he sees you.

So, while Julie was at school and Alex and Reggie were busy with each other, Luke teleported to where your house used to be.

The house still looked the same. The black fence was overgrown with some kind of ivy, which made it difficult to see the yard. Luke walked forward, putting his feet on the slices of wood that formed the path to the big, white house. He had always thought this place was magical, and seeing it still look the same after all these years made him believe it more. When he was about to walk into the house, the door opened. A tall, dark-haired man with a dog on a leash came out. Lukes' heart stopped for a second. Is this your boyfriend? Or even husband? After the man came a smiling woman. SHe leaned against the doorframe. The man turned around to send her a kiss and walked out of the yard. Before the woman could step back into the house, Luke invited himself inside.

Inside, there were small changes to a more modern one, but it still looked the same. The brown-haired boy eyed the woman carefully, who was now pulling a lighter out of a drawer. She was looking almost like the young you. He gave up looking around the house and simply followed the woman upstairs. The woman was like you. But something about her was different. Maybe it's the age, Luke thought. The women looked at white doors with pastel hearts on them. You didn't remove it after all these years? The woman took a deep breath and went inside.The first thing that caught Luke's attention was the large number of photos, candles, and flowers. What was happening?

"I'm sorry, y/n, that I couldn't save you," the woman said, tears streaming down her face. "All of this is my fault. Mum was right," she added, lighting every candle. Luke didn't know what was happening. You couldn't be dead. I mean, if you would, he could meet you. But who was the woman? Because it surely wasn't your mom. Maybe it's about your daughter?

And then the young girl walked slowly past him.

He didn't see her. But he immediately knew that it was you. You sat beside the woman, putting your head on her shoulder. But the woman continued crying.

"Y/N, if you're listening to me, I'm sorry." you blew out one of the candles near your family photo, which made the woman smile through her tears.

"It's okay, y/s/n. I wanted to protect you," you said, standing up but holding a hand on the woman's head. "She does this every time she's alone," you said softly, turning around to face Luke. It wasn't something funny, but it made him smile.

"Why are you smiling?" you laughed, moving closer to him.

"I thought you were still alive. That you have a new family," he said, but his smile soon dropped. "Did you–?" he asked, but you didn't let him finish.

"God, no. It was an accident, but it's a long story," Luke chuckled, hugging you.

"Well, we have plenty of time, love," he answered, lowering his head to kiss you slowly.

#julie and the phantoms #luke patterson #luke patterson imagines #luke patterson x reader #luke patterson x y/n #julie and the phantoms imagines

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fortheloveofowen · 1 year

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I'd Do Anything - Luke Patterson

Summary: Luke Patterson could finally touch the world around him without it slipping through his grasp. With his new-found ability, Luke can finally tell her how he feels. But, when a sticky situation ends up giving him the perfect opportunity, will Luke be able to get the girl?

Warnings: Underage drinking, PINING, slight angst, physical fighting, fluffy ending

Note: For the story purposes, reader could see Luke before

Hello, hello! First post on this blog! I plan on giving a little introduction to me in a separate post! But, welcome to the jungle!

𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪

Luke's eyes had trailed around the party for 20 minutes, having lost sight of you when you escaped to the kitchen to get a drink. You had walked in together, his arm slung loosely around your shoulder as you strolled over to your friends.

30 minutes, now.

Luke decided he needed to look for you. He strode quickly around the teenage girls dancing on the makeshift dance floor and down the hallway to the kitchen. As soon as he caught glimpse of you his breath hitched. There you were, drink in hand, obviously uncomfortable. The football player had to be easily 6 feet tall.

"What do you say we head out of here? It's boring, right?" The tall boy slurred at you as he leaned over your much shorter stature.

"Sorry... I uh..." You looked around nervously, "I came with my friends... and they're probably looking for me," your uneasiness was obvious to Luke as he stormed his way over.

Now, Luke was never a fighter. Not before he died, and definitely not after. But, when it came to the one girl he needed to protect at all costs, he didn't care. After Caleb's curse had dissipated, Luke ,along with Reggie and Alex, were a little closer to normalcy. They could touch, feel things. Feel a little more alive. And Luke didn't think one of the first things he'd do, now that he could touch things, was punch a jock square in the face.

The initial blow was like a firecracker erupting inside of Luke. Dan (as Luke did lots of yearbook stalking to find his name) was quick to grab his own bruised cheek. Your eyes were gaping as you took in the scene in front of you: Luke angry, and heaving as Dan takes a step toward him. What could you do?

"L-Luke, please stop" You begged, tears threatening to escape as you choked them back.

At this point, the rest of the band had made their way into the kitchen where a large crowd was staring at the two fighting boys. A quick-thinking Alex had managed to peel Luke off of the bleeding teenager as Julie ran over to you.

"C'mon y/n, we gotta go before cops bust this place!" Julie shouted over the commotion as she grabbed you wrist and dragged you outside.

Reggie was quick to follow, not forgetting to grab a drink for the road. Flynn, only recently getting her license, decided to lay back in case they need a designated driver for the night. And, oh boy, did they. Her headlights shone on them as they made their way over to her car, each one of them squeezing in beside each other. Your eyes scanned over the cuts and bruises littered over your best friends knuckles. You weren't afraid of him. But, seeing so much anger in his eyes was new to you. Luke was soft, to put it lightly.

The ride home had been silent, other than Julie recapping the night for Flynn. Originally, you had planned to stay with Julie for the night, but after reliving the night through Julie's words, you decided it was best to just go home. Everyone had said quiet goodbyes to you and letting you know that they were there if you wanted to talk about the events of the night.

Your bed welcomed you with open arms after the long, hot shower you had just taken. A tap on the window had moved you attention away from the re-run that had been playing on your TV. You looked up to see Luke's eye peering through the gap in your curtains. With a sigh, you threw your blankets off your legs and made your way over to the window, careful not to be too loud. You opened it slightly.

"Luke what're you doing here I told-" Your argument was cut-off by him making his way past you and onto your bed.

He had stayed there many nights, glancing over at you from the opposite side of the bed. Of course, when he couldn't touch anything, things seemed simpler. He knew things would never work out between the two of you if you could never touch. So, he had pushed those feelings aside. But, tonight at the party, all he had wanted to do was put his arms around your waist and drunkenly dance.

Your eyes fell onto the blood still speckled across his hands. You audibly sighed and went to the bathroom, grabbing some peroxide and bandaids. If there was one person you'd drop anything for, it'd be Luke.

He winced as the cold liquid came in contact with the open cuts littering his knuckles. You hadn't spoken since he had come into your bedroom unannounced, and this silence was most definitely awkward. You made your way up to the one small wound that cracked his once soft lip, using a cotton ball to wipe off the remaining blood. Luke's eyes darted between yours and your lips, wondering if he should take the chance while he still has it. But, he decided to go with his better judgement on this one.

"Y/n," Luke finally broke the silence, "could I stay here tonight? The boys are all over me with questions and I just need to be away from it and your room is so comfortable and-"

"Luke, you're always welcome to stay, you know that," you paused for a moment, "and, thank you for tonight. I forgot to thank you earlier," you spoke while smiling at him and applying the final bandaid.

The movie you had put on was only background noise as the two of you lay silent in your bed. Your body turned away from Luke as you hugged yourself into your blanket, once again recounting every step from the night. You began to let out barely audible sobs, finally letting them fall after hours. Luke had been staring at the back of your head for what seemed like hours, in a daze of his own. But, that daze was quickly broken as he scooted closer to you and leaned over your shoulder.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you okay?" he asked, turning you to face him, concerned riddling his face.

You were fast to cover your face, attempting to suppress the sobs coming out of your mouth. Luke hated to see you in pain, and even more when he was part of the cause.

"Don't cover your face... you're too pretty to cover your face, come here," Luke sighed out, pulling you to his chest and running his fingers through your hair. You had noticed the calluses on his fingers slightly snagging at your hair, but you didn't mind.

If you hadn't been so upset in the moment, Luke would've noticed how his mind began racing and he finally felt whole. He wanted this. Forever. You and him, cuddled up in bed, his hands stroking your hair as you lay awake. And as much as he wanted to focus on that, you needed him more than he needed you right now. He let you cry. Staining his shirt with the remnants of the makeup you haphazardly washed off in the shower.

"Luke, why? Why did you protect me? You wouldn't have gotten hurt if it wasn't for me!" You manage to push out as you pull your head away from his chest to look up at him.

His usually smug and confident smirk was replaced with a nervous smile as he let out a little chuckle.

"I don't think this is funny, Luke!" You huffed out and rolled over again.

"It's not funny, it's just," he paused pulling you back around to face, "are you seriously that oblivious? I thought I've been pretty bold these past few days." You stared at him, confusion plastered on your tear stained face.

"Oh, you really don't know..." his jaw moved slightly before he bit his lip to think, "Look, I have lived every waking second since I somehow ended up in Julie's studio thinking about you. About the next time I'd get to see you, next time you'd come to band practice. I don't know when it started, but I really," you cut Luke off.

"Luke, if this is a pity love confession then you really don't have to. I'm seriously okay," you let out, your heart beginning to race.

"If you'd just let me finish. I had like a whole speech written out," Luke giggled and scratched the back of his neck.

"Anyways... I don't know when I started feeling that way about you, but I know it's real and it hurts like hell. God, not being able to even touch you for months was hell. It was all hell. But, I still wanted it. When Caleb cursed us I promised myself I wouldn't do it anymore. But, I couldn't help it. And," he looked down at you, searching for any reaction in your eyes.

"And?" You questioned, getting anxious by all of his stalling.

"And, I'm pretty sure I don't really know what love is, but if I had to guess, then this is it, right? You asked why I protected you, and I protected you because I love you. And I know this life might not be what you want, but I'd do anything just to have you by my side," Luke continued rambling, spilling his heart out to you, scared you didn't feel the same way.

"Luke, Luke, hey Luke," his mouth closed as you shushed him," Just kiss me you dork."

And he did.

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Thank you so much for reading my first little story! I just love soft Luke omg.

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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 — 𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: After dying a tragic death. You deal with an afterlife of loneliness. But that soon changes when were realize that more ghosts exist and you aren’t the only one.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): Angst, fluff, mentions of dying

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 5,466

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Luke Patterson x fem!ghost!Reader

𝐀/𝐍: Hope you guys like it!

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Do you ever think about death? What happens after you die? What happens to your loved ones you’re leaving? What follows after death.

You never thought such a thing as the after life could ever exist. It never crossed your mind. Not in the years that you were alive. Feeling as though your days of high school were miserable, being the shy type and having hardly any friends. It turns out being a ghost was some of the most miserable times you’ve ever experienced. No one could see you, nor listen to your pleas of hope to be heard. Three and a half lonely decades of isolation, and even though you were surrounded by the living, you’ve never felt so alone in a crowded room before.

It was bad enough that you were bound to the school. Stuck in the same black jeans, converse, and green blouse with two ripped holes on your chest. You tried figuring out for years what it was that was keeping you here. You could only wander the school, but you couldn’t leave, you’ve tried too. Never truly succeeded. The closed front doors of the school haunting you, causing you such rage, such sadness, you wondered why only you.

Why? Why did the quiet girl in school receive such hate, such torture that in the end her last moments at school were nothing but unkind to her. You placed your hands on your head feeling the overwhelming feeling of another panic attack beginning. When this happened you’d start orbing in and out of places. Almost like a glitch in the system. The noises from that day echoing inside your head. The quickening feeling of pain in your chest was like a memory. You’d never get over your tragic death.

“One…two…three…four…five…six!” You cried out falling to your knees. You finally stopped orbing. You cried as you sat on the floor glancing around into the darkness. For someone who’s spent three and a half decades stuck in this school, the pitch black hallways still managed to scare you. A big empty void at night and an overwhelming sea of students during the day. Night time is when you truly feel the loneliest.

There was no one around.

You sat down on the floor, back against the lockers. You closed your eyes. You didn’t sleep as much as you’d like too. In fact you didn’t sleep at all. Ghost didn’t do that. You lost track of the constant hours you spent staring off into space. Your inner thoughts kept you company. You were your only friend. You sighed, wanting tomorrow to arrive quicker than sooner already. As much as you enjoyed hearing the gossip and attending pep rallies. You would occasionally get bored, but you realized you had to stop trying to move things. You now refrained from touching things, since the music room was now considered ‘haunted’.

Apparently, the keyboard suddenly playing Fur Elise by itself did not sit well with everyone…poor Mrs. Clay. You shudder at the memory of the paramedics arriving. You just wanted this night to be over.

The following day you had waited for the principal to arrive. Always on time like clockwork, you were convinced she enjoyed being here as much as you did. You were literally stuck here. As she walked down the hall, you walked beside her. Enjoying the company she was giving you rather than keeping her company.

Even if she couldn’t see you or hear you, her presence alone made you feel at ease. Loneliness was real. Not something you were very content about. Some people longed to be alone, being alone is all you’ve ever known. It scares you to the brink of panic attacks. That’s why they mostly occurred at night. The only time where you truly felt small in the gigantic open space of nothing. A dark void you couldn’t escape. If only, if only this, if only that, it was a continuous repetition of hopeless wishing that was never coming true- no matter how much you wished for it.

So you’d surround yourself with the students and listen in on their conversations. If you were still alive people would think you were being weird by standing so close to them, but you were dead so you could get away with it, but you did back off when something became too personal. You always respected that.

You leaned back against the blue lockers with one of your black combat boots pressed against the door. You were zoning in on one of your usual people, who you liked to hear. Them being Katy and her girlfriend setting up plans to hang out for the weekend. You found them incredible. Thirty years ago this sort of thing casually happening now would not have flown by others. Especially the jocks from your school back then. To see it be so normalized warmed your heart. Something you’d never get over.

“So I was thinking, we could go skate, or watch that new movie you’ve been dying to see.” Katy offered her suggestions. Holding Emily’s hand.

“Or…we can skate to the movies. Split the money on popcorn and snacks like we did that one time.” Emily smiled. Swinging her hand in Katy’s back and forth.

“Ooh great idea Em.” You said playing with the black chipped nail polish on your fingernails.

“Something for the both of you!”

“Something for the both of us, I love it babe.” Katy kissed Emily’s cheek. You laughed as she said the same thing you did. Surrounding yourself with them in school let you get to know more about them. You would have loved to have met them in real life as yourself. This was as close as you’d get. They reminded you of your only two friends you actually talked to. They too had loved each other.

“Alright ladies time to go see what Frank is up to.” You said your farewells not like they could hear you either way, but you still did it every time.

You orbed out and then appeared in the library. Finding the man of the hour. Frank sat alone in the back of the library, three books stacked on the table and a fourth one opened in his hands. He was reading like normal. You walked up to his table and sat in the chair in front of him.

“Hey Frank, how’s it going dude!” Being dead for so long, you had adapted to the language and use of new words. So many new ones that were being made up, you could hardly keep up. “What are we reading today?” You interlaced your hands and placed them on the table. Too intrigued in the book Frank sat back in his chair giving you a clear view of the book cover. “Ah, to Kill A Mockingbird. Good choice!” You exclaimed. Being from the 1980′s that was always one of your favorites to read in school. You too would sit in the library and read till your eyes hurt. Frank never really did much, but you did enjoy the peace and quiet. You saw yourself in him which made him easy to be around. Frank turned the page and you could see how thoughts flooded his mind from the facial expressions he was making. You smiled, “It’s getting good huh? Wait till you get to the end dude.” You laughed. Silence followed then a beat. “Alright Frank, I’ll leave you to it okay. Enjoy your day alright.” You stood up and pushed the chair in, but not before making sure Frank and anyone else wasn’t looking.

You orbed out of the library and found yourself in the hallways again. The loud chatter of students among you filled your ears. You looked around and began going down the hallway.

“Right, you’re at school first, now you’re leaving to go rehearse.” Luke shrugged. Julie made a face at him.

“Come on, I can’t do this without you…”

“I can’t. I told Nick I’d be his dance partner.”

“Hey Julie!” Julie looked over Luke’s shoulder.

“And...he’s heading this way, gotta go bye.” Julie pretended to end the call and placed her phone in her pocket again.

“Hey!” Nick smiled.

“Well, don’t you look sharp.” Luke commented.

“Are you ready for our big performance?”

“Oh yeah yeah.” Julie brushed her hair behind her ear. “We’re gonna do great!”

“I’m glad you’re confident. Even after three classes I still think I got worse. It’s a good thing I got my secret weapon.”

“Uh oh I think somebody has a crush on Julie!” Luke teased.

“Shut up…” Julie told Luke which made Nick confused so she quickly caught herself. “Um shut up!” She playfully punched Nick’s shoulder.

“No seriously Molina. I’m nothing without you.” Julie was trying so hard not to be phased by Luke’s faces.

“Shh, no no, you’re gonna do fine. See you in there?”

“Yeah I’ll be the guy trying not to make us look stupid.” Nick laughed and Luke copied his movements. Luke mocking his laugh. When Nick was far away, Luke turned around. “Well, he is just too cute!” He exclaimed jokingly.

“Boundaries. I’ll see you after school.”

“I guess we’ll just have to carry you, just like we always-” Luke’s sentence was cut off when he felt a wall. He stumbled back, finally noticing what he ran into. More like someone. This caused Julie to stop and turn around. Making sure nobody saw her looking around.

You were walking, listening in on the many voices going around that you forgot to notice that someone was in front of you. But you never really worried about it because you always went through them. However, today was not one of those days.

You stumbled back when you collided with the person. Almost instantly you started freaking out as to why you didn’t phase through them like you usually did.

“Oh I’m so…” You stopped to look at the guy you ran into, not through, into. “S-Sorry.”

“S’okay.“ Luke stared at you with a loss for words. You were too.

You were freaking out on the inside. You could feel him, someone could feel you, see you. He could see you?

“I-” You stumbled over your words. What the hell did it mean if he could see you.

“Are you okay?” He furrowed his brows. Not believing his own eyes either.

“Could you excuse me?” You cleared your throat as you brushed past him. You continued walking but not before throwing a glance over your shoulder. Once you did you saw the guy staring after you with furrowed eyebrows. You quickly turned your head back and continued down the hallway.

Julie stood off to the side watching the whole thing unfold. Awkwardly shifting as she noticed Luke’s eyes were solemnly focused on you walking away.

“Who’s that?” He glanced around Julie then back at the hallway.

“I don’t know, I’ve never seen her.” Julie shrugged.

“She could see you?” She pointed out.

“Yeah…she could.” Luke ran a hand over his hair.

Julie said her goodbyes to Luke and left to go do her dance performance.

Meanwhile Luke made it his mission to go search for you, but not before telling the guys.

He could feel you and you could see him other than Julie and the guys, and Willie of course, and how Alex could feel him.

That got him thinking immediately. He quickly poofed out and landed back in Julie’s studio garage.

Luke met up with the guys and started practicing on the ‘Edge of Great’, like he told Julie he would.

When he arrived and immediately got to playing his guitar and focusing on the plan for tonight’s performance, he hardly said a word after that. The guys noticed something was up but decided to refrain from saying anything to him, well until he started getting frustrated and almost threw his guitar.

“You okay Luke?” Alex asked as he stopped his cymbals. The studio grew quieter as each instrument stopped playing.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” Luke kept adjusting his guitar strap. “You seem off is all. Something on your mind?”

“Is it Julie? Has she got inside your head.” Reggie asked.

“Why would I be thinking about Julie?”

“Oh come on everyone can see the way you look at her when you sing.” Reggie smirked. “You guys ooze chemistry.”

“You should never say ooze again, but yeah I agree.” Alex nodded.

“Okay no, I have chemistry with everybody that I sing with.”

The boys stood quiet.

“Seriously watch!” Luke put his guitar down and started proving his point. “I believe, I believe that we’re just one dream…” He started walking up to Reggie. “Away from who were meant to be…” He gripped the side of Reggie’s face and pulled him closer. “That we’re standing on the edge of…” He stared into his eyes and finished off. “Great.” He whispered.

“Wow, I see chemistry.”

“That was pretty hot.”

Luke pressed his pointer and middle finger to his lips then placed them on Reggie’s and turned back around to grab his guitar again.

Reggie cleared his throat. “Girls am I right?”

“Yeah.” Luke smiled and looked away from the guys.

“No.” Alex said.

Luke looked down at his shoes frowning, it didn’t go unnoticed by Alex though. “This isn’t about Julie is it?” Alex twirled his sticks in the air.

“No, it isn’t.”

“Then who is this about?”

“I ran into a girl at Julie’s school.” He paused to give the guys a second to comprehend what he just said. “Literally. I could feel her and see her, and she could see me.”

“So she’s a ghost?” Reggie questioned.

“I think so.” Luke shrugged. “It was weird though, she started freaking out when we touched.”

“That is weird.” Alex admitted. “Did you at least get her name?”

“No.” Luke shook his head.

“Well, then go get it.” Reggie suggested. “You obviously can’t stop thinking about her. We’re good here.”

“But what about rehearsal?” Luke gestured to the instruments.

“You know the songs better than us. Go, but make sure to be back in time for the show.” Alex reassured him.

“Thanks guys.” Luke put his guitar down and poofed out.

You couldn’t think clearly after you collided with that boy in the hallway. Your mind was all over the place. Too many thoughts, too many questions, to figure out how wrong you actually were about the afterlife. Did more ghosts really exist?

Were you no longer the only one anymore?

You chuckled as tears filled your eyes. There were more ghosts out there, and the one you ran into didn’t appear to be bound to the school. A combination of jealousy and happiness. Jealous because he was capable of leaving, yet happy that he didn’t have to be stuck in this place like you were.

Always on the verge of crying, you did. You weren’t ready for such a big change in your afterlife. Constantly feeling alone, now learning you weren’t the only one. How could someone ever forget years of being alone.

They couldn’t.

You couldn’t just forget that you spent the past thirty-five years talking to people who couldn’t hear you cry or scream. They could never see you hurting. That wasn’t something you were willingly ready to just erase from your memory.

You found yourself in the empty music room. Too scared to get caught again, you opted to sit in the back of the room. Your knees up to your chest, your head in between.

You hadn’t realized that someone had walked into the room because your cries were too loud for you to hear anything else.

Luke hesitated in his step once he heard you crying, never too fond of being around a girl crying, he opted to turn around, but stayed put. He wasn’t going to admit it, but it took him a long time to find you. When he got to the school he saw the back of your head but you vanished into thin air and that’s when his search began for you. Right when he’d spot you again, you were gone. It wasn’t long before he passed the music room with the door open and ended up backtracking to stand in front of the door. Now here he was. Hearing you cry, watching you hug your legs closer to you.

Luke walked closer until he was only a few feet from you this time. He crouched down to be eye level with you. Reaching a hand out to touch you, Luke thought against it, and took his hand back. The motion was too fast which caused him to crash into the chair behind him. The noise immediately startled you from your thoughts. You quickly lifted your head up scared. You leaned against the wall more to get away from the boy you saw early.

Luke winced at his lack of balance. He hadn’t meant to scare you, but he did. You were looking at him with a questioning expression, which he winced at.

“I-I can explain…” He motioned to the chair then himself, who was on the ground.

“As to why you’re stalking me…I’d love to hear it!” You faked a smile.

“Okay, I can see you’re a bit upset…” Luke motioned to your eyes.

“A bit?” You finally stood up.

“Okay a lot.” Luke winced as you took a step closer with a mad expression. He frowned, noticing that you had tightened your fist. “Okay, not a lot.” A beat passed. “Is it girl stuff?” He asked with furrowed brows. He then got scared when you reached for him. “Okay not girl stuff!” Luke yelped and put his hands up in defense, but he was surely not helping his case. He was intimidated by Julie when she was mad, but now he was more scared of you. You chased him around the room, and Luke kept avoiding your attempts to hurt him. He thought he was doing well until he spoke too soon and ended up tripping. You took this moment to straddle his waist and pin him down. If he wasn’t scared then, he surely was now.

“Why are you following me?” You frowned as you held his arms down, which you were surprised you could do.

“I just wanted to talk to you.” You raised a brow at him. “I swear.” Luke nodded his head.

“Then start talking.”

“Okay okay, um today, in the hallway, when we collided.” Luke stopped then continued. “You looked scared.” You frowned, feeling your heart pick up. You looked away. “It was almost like you’ve never seen another ghost before.” That word got your attention. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

You opened your mouth to say something but closed it. You finally let go of his hands and got off him. Turning your back to him. So it was true.

“I didn’t think…” You let out a shaky breath. “I’ve been alone for so long I didn’t think more ghosts existed.” You turned back around to face him.

“What do you mean? You’ve never met another ghost?” He frowned. You shook your head no, in all seriousness.

“Sorry about that early?” You winced at the thought of pinning him down a few minutes ago. “I’m not used to being seen…” You let out a breathy laugh.

“I know the feeling.” He offered a small smile.

“I’m Y/n.” You point to yourself timidly.

“I’m Luke.” He titled his head.

“Nice to meet you.” You smiled. You always had a hard time talking to guys, let alone cute ones. You didn’t think cute ghosts existed, until now.

Silence filled the music room. You kept taking off your chipped nail polish, while Luke rocked back on his feet with his hands in his dark jeans.

You bit your lip nervously. You’ve come to meet a bunch of people throughout your life, never minding the one sided relationship, but now it was different. Someone actually hears you. Having someone, like Luke, get to know your name, was new to you. You thought you’d never get used to it. Never having been able to tell someone your name, and now being able to. It felt like you finally existed. You were invisible again.

Luke’s thumb brushing against your cheek pulled you out of your thoughts. You hadn’t realized that you were crying again. Luke’s heart broke at the sight so he walked closer to you until he was in front of you and wiped away your tears.

“Sorry.” You grew embarrassed as you hastily wiped the remaining tears. “You probably think I’m crazy.” You halfheartedly laughed.

“We’re all a little crazy.” Luke laughed. His smile grew when he saw you smile slightly. You guys stood for a bit until Luke spoke up.

“What did you mean when you said you were alone for so long?”

“It’s a long story.” You grew flustered that he wanted to hear your story. You weren’t used to a guy caring about you. No one’s cared in a long time.

“I got time.” Luke shrugged.

“Yeah? Okay sure.” You smiled lightly. You situated yourself on the floor. Luke followed your actions. “Where do I even start?” You chuckled.

“Maybe the year you…you died. I died in 1995.” Luke smiled, offering to tell you first.

“Straight to the point I see.” You laugh out nervously. “I died… in 1985. So ten years before you.”

“That’s a long time ago.” Luke frowned.

“Well, dying was a thing back then too ya know.” You joked. You never got to have a two-sided conversation with anyone before. It was a nice feeling.

“You seem comfortable talking about it…” Luke furrowed his brows.

“It happened so fast that I can’t really remember much about it. The pain was only there for a second.” You place a hand through one of the two holes on your shirt not realizing you had done so, a subconscious thing now. It made Luke shift in place. He really looked at you this time, taking in where two abnormally large holes were located on your shirt, a few smaller ones scattered over your shirt. He looked at the holes then at you as you continued talking. He could feel his heart sink to the bottom of his stomach. And idea of your death slowly came together in his mind. “Then it was gone, and I woke up here.” You shrugged, gesturing to the school. You looked up at him and noticed he was looking a bit paler than usual.

“You okay?” You touched his arm.

“Yeah.” He nodded, clearing his throat immediately to try and compose himself.

“So how’d you die, if you don’t mind me asking?” You playfully pushed him.

He was willing to keep that smile on your face, so he told you, even if it was embarrassing to say.

“I ate a bad hot dog from the back of a car trunk.” He shrugged.

You laughed then covered your mouth. Luke smiled at you nonetheless.

“Sorry.” You cleared your throat. “It’s not funny.” You shook your head, but Luke could tell you were trying hard to fight your smile. “That is…an awful way to go.” You halfheartedly laughed. Not as bad as yours, Luke wanted to say, but didn’t.

“Yeah, yeah it is. It sucks though. I was only two hours away from playing what could have been the biggest gig that would change my band mates and I’s lives forever.” Luke bites his lip.

“Death works in many ways doesn’t it.” You began. “You never truly know when your last day is.” You stared off.

“What was your last day like?”

“It wasn’t like yours.” You slightly chuckled then smiled sadly. “It was a normal day at school. Nothing special. I was more excited to leave than to be in class.” Luke urged you to keep going, he wanted to know why you were so excited. “It was my mom’s birthday.” You look down at your lap. Luke could feel the tears begin to form.

“My dad and I were planning to surprise her with a mini party at home. There were going to be balloons, her favorite flowers, her favorite cake.” You smiled at the thought. “It was going to be a great day, ya know!” You sniffled. “Then there was panicking…” You closed your eyes trying to forget the noises that echoed in your head. “People were running....” You opened your eyes when you felt Luke’s hand on yours. “I ended up getting pushed and I tripped from what I remember.” You shed a tear. “Then there was pain. So much pain. I tried getting up, but I couldn’t.” You breathed in deeply to gain some more air. “I didn’t get to see my mom that day.” You whimpered. Luke was now crying along with you.

“I’m so sorry that happened to you, Y/n.” Luke gripped your hand.

“What sucks is that I can’t leave. I don’t know why?” You shrugged. “I tried figuring out what it was, but I haven’t been able to.”

“You can’t leave?” Luke frowned. “What do you mean you can’t leave?”

“I’ve tried so many times.”

“What do you mean tried, Y/n?”

That’s when you stood up and extended your hand out for him to take.

“It’s easier if I show you.” Luke looked at your hand for a second then took it, standing up too. You then poofed yourself out of the music room and poofed the two of you in front of the front doors of the school. You let go of Luke’s hand and stepped closer until you were behind the frame of the doors.

“No matter how hard I try, I can’t walk through.” You glanced at him. Luke walked up to stand beside you. His hands reached forward to see if there was anything to prevent him from passing, but he was met with air. So he took a step and walked forward until he was on the other side of the doors. Whereas you were met with a wall. An invisible force prevents you from walking through. Luke grew shocked as he saw your hands hit the invisible wall.

“What the hell?” He walked closer to you.

“That’s what I said.” You joked. “It’s been years worth of trying and losing my energy. Whatever is keeping me here, isn’t letting me leave anytime soon.” You shook your head.

“Unfinished business.” Luke told you.

“What?”

“It’s why some of us become ghosts. We didn’t get to do the one thing we had to do before we died.”

“What’s yours?” You asked curiously.

“I’m not quite sure yet.”

“Well, I’m sure you’ll figure it out soon.” You offered a small grin.

“Hey, we’ll figure out your unfinished business too.” You nodded, but you weren’t about to get hopeful. “You seriously can’t leave?” Luke observed the frame of the doors.

“Nope.” You sighed as you hit the invisible wall with your hands.

“Well I’m sure there has to be something that’ll work.”

“I don’t think so, it’d be stupid to try. It’s pointless.”

“Hey, don’t think like that.” Without thinking twice about what he was doing, Luke reached forward and grabbed your hand. You didn’t think much about it until you realized your hand was no longer being held back by the wall. You pulled your hand back, which made Luke think he did something wrong.

“Sorry about that I didn’t mean-”

“Shh.” You quieted him.

You moved your hand forward and were met with the wall again. You furrowed your eyes until you got an idea.

“Luke, can you grab my hand again?”

“Yeah.” Luke nodded and grabbed your hand. When your skin met his, you moved your arm closer to him. The wall was no longer there. You let out a breathy laugh, then pulled your hand back. You repeated the process, and Luke finally caught on to what was happening. “That’s…”

“Yeah…” You breathed out.

You barely made a step out the doors when your hands disconnected. You poofed right behind the door again.

So I can only leave if I hold onto someone, you thought.

“I come right back when we let go…” You voiced your thoughts. Luke stepped forward again.

“Then let’s make sure we don’t let go.”

Luke smiled then got an idea. He grabbed both of your hands and started walking backwards, pulling you along with him. You gasped when you passed the threshold of the doors and was met with concrete and the air outside. You looked up and gasped, you didn’t think you’d ever see a blue sky again. You laughed.

Luke looked in awe at you. You looked like a child in a candy store, he was the one that caused this reaction out of you. If he could, he’d kiss you right then and there, but there were boundaries he had to respect.

“Y/n?” He tried finding your gaze.

“The sky is so blue, and there’s trees!” You exclaimed as you cried. You laughed. “There’s trees Luke! Trees!” You then hugged him. Luke stood still then hugged you back. Placing his head in the crook of your neck.

“Thank you.” You mumbled.

“You’re welcome.” He held you tighter. As you hugged him you quickly remembered something. “Oh that reminds me!” You slide your hand down to his hand and gripped it. You used your other hand to fish out the red marker you kept in your right boot.

“A marker?” Luke laughed.

You didn’t reply, you only turned your head and began counting in your head. Once you stopped you knelt down and started drawing a straight line on the floor. Luke watched confused, not sure why you were drawing on the ground. Once you were done you stood back up and capped the marker and placed it back in your boot. You smiled at the thought.

“Why did you draw a line?” He asked as he rubbed his thumb on the top of your hand.

“It’s twenty steps.” You smiled.

“Twenty steps?”

“I made it twenty steps past the doors this time.” Your smile widened. Luke was still confused by what you were talking about.

“This time?” Luke stopped himself when he looked over your shoulder, and finally noticed that by the doors were more red lines drawn, some worn out more than others, and some that looked like you had drawn over them more than once. Seeing them wasn’t what hurt him, it had been the fact that the red lines only stopped not even a centimeter from the door. He noticed that there had been one line that was an inch from the door, but that had been the only one that was the furthest. You really did try to leave for so long, and this was the only time you actually did, but you never had anyone to help you. For three decades you marked down how far you could actually get past the door, and there had never been any improvement, and today was a breaking point.

You were smiling down at your shoes. You suffered through so much and you still managed to smile. He had managed to make you smile.

He couldn’t hold back for much longer. He cupped both the sides of your face, which caused you to look up. He stared at you for a second then crashed his lips onto yours. You were shocked, almost wanting to push him off as this was your first kiss, but you stopped yourself, and melted under his touch. Your lips moved in sync with each other. This was the most human connection you’ve had in so long, it gave you butterflies.

Luke and you pulled back gasping for air. He pressed his head against yours caressing your cheeks with your thumb.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.” You laughed lightly.

“Y/n, I just want you to know you don’t have to feel alone anymore.” You began tearing up again. “I’m not gonna let you feel that way again.”

“Thanks Luke.” You smiled as he continued caressing the side of your face.

“I actually have to...to leave though.” He winced at how bad that sounded.

You rolled your eyes laughing. You shook your head. “Of course you do!” You smiled.

“I'm gonna be right back though, promise.” He laughed.

“Okay.” You nodded.

Instead of letting go of your hands like he could have, Luke walked you to the front doors. Giving you a peck on the cheek.

“I’ll see you later okay?” You nodded and let his hands go. He stood on the other side of the door then poofed out. You stared where he once stood and let a smile make its way onto your face. You turned around and glanced at the walls of the schools. For once in your life you weren’t scared to be alone. You had Luke to thank for that.

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kodiakwhiskey · 2 years

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We're Not Friends

Pairing: Alive!Luke Patterson x Fem!Peters!Reader

Friends don't look at each other the way I look at you

CW: implied smut, food descriptions, jealous Julie, College apps, music, movie mention (deep impact and dante's peak)

Dividers from @firefly-graphics

Luke looked at the feast she had put together for their movie night.

Popcorn, candy, loaded nachos, samosas, pizza, there was a pack of soda under the coffee table. He was just waiting for her to come downstairs.

They got lucky their parents didn't care about these sleepovers. Luke's parents loved you, and your parents loved Luke. It helps that you grew up next to him and was his best friend’s sister. It was a tradition since they were kids where they'd pull a random movie out of the movie hat, though over the years it's changed into Genres so she could keep the boys over longer. Eventually when they'd met Julie and Flynn the girls would come over too, but tonight, it had just been the two of them. Not that either of them minded. They were best friends for a reason.

"Okay so tonight's roster is…." She dug around in the old top hat, pulling out a slip of paper. "Disaster movies!" She put the hat under the coffee table, and walked over to the DVD rack. "We have twister, twister two. Dante's peak, the day after tomorrow, 2012, Armageddon, the core, and deep impact."

"I don't think we've seen Dante's Peak or Deep impact."

She slipped one of the DVDs into the player, sitting down on the couch, pulling her blanket on her, scooching just a smidgen closer to Luke. The two of them were quietly watching, passing snacks back and for, occasionally making jokes about something happening in the movie

It's coffee time! Coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee! Cappuccino, java, YES!

He heard her giggle knowing her obsession with coffee already.

At some point she ended up curled into his side, his arm around her. Neither of them had second thoughts about it, the feeling being natural.

As the credits started rolling Luke looked down to see her sleeping lightly. His face flushed but he dared not move. Her long hair had been pulled until a messy top knot, and now a few of her white streaks hung in her face, a tiny bit of drool in the corner of her mouth. They had eaten a fair amount of the food, the samosas being the first to go as they were her favorite.

He heard the basement door open and Reggie came downstairs.

"Did sis fall asleep again?" Luke just nodded and Reggie stood in front of them, hoisting her over his shoulder. Luke started cleaning up the basement as Reggie took her to her bedroom.

Alex came down shortly after, followed by Flynn and Julie.

“Looks like we missed the party.”

“She fell asleep, but I’m sure Reg wouldn’t mind if we stayed and watched another movie. Flynn was already plopping on the couch as the next dvd started, her favorite move starting.

“What even is this?”

“Deep Impact! It’s her favorite movie and we pulled the disaster genre today.” Luke smiled to himself as he picked the cases up. She had been obsessed with it ever since she saw it, always watching Storm Chasers. She had wanted to be a meteorologist when they were little, but it’s been a while since they had that kind of talk. He noticed the room go quiet and looked up from the dvd case to see the four of them, Reggie having made it back down, staring at him.

“What?!”

“Dude, just ask her out already.” Luke sputtered a bit at Alex’s blunt statement.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. She’s my best friend.”

“You have my blessing if that's what you need bro.” Reggie made his way over to the couch. “She totally likes you too in case it wasn’t obvious.” Julie paid them no mind and scrolled through her phone. It was the truth, but it still hurt. She could tell when they’d all first met, but regardless she caught feelings.

While everyone found spots around the basement, Julie and Flynn taking the guest room, Reggie went upstairs to his room.

Luke couldn't sleep. No matter how hard he tried, how many sheep he counted. He kept thinking about her. Maybe it was those thoughts that compelled him to sneak his way upstairs to her room.

He knocked quietly before slipping in through the door, his feet finding its way through the dark to her, the layout of her room memorized. He slips in under the covers facing her. When her eyes open slightly he puts his hand on her cheek. "It's just me, Elm." She smiles at his voice, nuzzling into his palm slightly and moving closer to him. Luke lets out a soft chuckle, gladly pulling her into him and smelling her pomegranate shampoo. He wanted to believe she stuck with it because he liked the smell, but he knew deep down it was only because it smelled like her.

"Skyguy?" He tilted his head down at her. "Can you take me flying again tonight?"

"Whatever you want, Elm." She settles back into him, falling again into her deep slumber.

Luke still had problems falling asleep, but when he focused on her breathing he found himself pulled quickly to sleep.

When they first met, it had been nothing but talks of star wars. She turned towards him with those big green eyes, they were 8 that year, and very simply said "You're going to take me flying someday."

He made it a vow then.

'Cause sometimes I look in her eyes

And that's where I find a glimpse of us

And I try to fall for her touch

He has this dream often. The two of them racing towards the edge of the world. Jumping off the ledge and soaring through the skys

But I'm thinking of the way it was

Said I'm fine and said I moved on

Her standing front row of his front row show

I'm only here passing time in her arms

Hoping I'll find

A glimpse of us

His home, her family, Alex, they were all his home

Luke awoke in the morning grabbing one of her notebooks from her night stand, and scribbling away some lyrics. Something to save for later so he doesn't forget.

He peeked over at her, still asleep, her white strands hanging in her face. He thought back to the nickname, refusing to see him as the Skywalker he'd been named after "You're way too dramatic to be Luke. Your dad should have named you Anakin."

He smiled and tucked around her again.

She had woken up to find Luke still wrapped around her, their legs and arms a tangled mess. She should just tell him. Ask him to stay like this with her, just the two of them. But instead she carefully untangled herself and padded downstairs. Their parents left a note, officially designating their much needed vacation. The Peters siblings had the house for the next 4 days. She smiled softly and heard Reggie pad down the stairs, immediately pulling out breakfast.

"Do you think pancakes or French toast?" He pondered his option when you put the bread back in the fridge.

"French toast calls for the special bread from Madame Alexandra's. Do pancakes today." She smiled and walked outside into the back, unlocking the shed their dad let her and Reggie use for a music room.

Alex, Julie, and Flynn awoke to the smell of breakfast, the three of them migrating upstairs where Reggie had almost finished.

“Welcome! Julie and Flynn this is your first annual Vacation weekend at the Peters House!” He was putting massive plates of food on the table, and Alex started grabbing drinks from the fridge. “Typically the guys stay over all weekend, but it’s totally optional, my parents are out of town until Tuesday for their yearly ‘Alone Time’.”

Luke rolled out of her bed, his face hitting the floor. Groaning, he sat up, giving himself a minute to wake up. He peeked over, saw your side of the bed empty and peeked out of your window, noticing the door to the music shed open. He walked down to the kitchen, everyone else already getting seated at the table. “Hey Luke, can you go get Y/N? I think she was practicing out back.”

“Already on it. Save me one of those weird bubbly juices your mom gets?” Reggie threw a cheesy grin and grabbed their normal breakfast drinks.

“I’m sorry, bubbly juice?” Flynn was curiously eyeing the can put down in front of her. “Why have I never seen this before?”

“My mom has Champagne taste on a beer budget is what my dad always says.” Reggie sits down at the end of the table his dad usually sits, scrolling through his phone. “It’s just carbonated juice though. My mom buys in bulk.”

“Hey, speaking of which, we should go get food for the weekend.” Alex pulled out a pen and notepad from one of the drawers. “Can we take your sister's car?”

Reggie feigned offense at this comment, scoffing at his suggestion.

“Yeah we can take my car, but I have to drop my audition tape off while we’re out.” She sat down in her normal spot at the end of the table after setting the case down on the counter, Luke sitting next to her.

“Audition tape?” Julie didn’t realize she was in music, but she also went to a different school than the rest of them. There was a lot she realized she didn’t know about her.

“Yeah um… Itsmyjulliardapplication.” she flushed and hid behind her hair, mumbling to herself before grabbing food from the table. Luke smiled at her, his heart fluttering.

After breakfast the 6 of them piled into her blue SUV, Alex confirming everything on the way to Wholesale Sam’s.

She dropped the four of them off, and the two of them went to the post office down the street.

“Are you excited”

“A bit. I’m also a bit nervous and a bit scared and worried and…” She trailed off when Luke put his hand over hers. “It’s a lot to take in… I doubt I’ll make it in, I don’t go to a music prestigious high school like you guys.”

“Okay true, but you’re amazing. I’ve never met anyone who would beatbox and play an instrument, let alone write the way you do.” She smiled slightly at his words, a pink heat dusting her cheeks. He held her hand the whole time as she dropped off the parcel, and the entire way back to the store.

“Luke?” He turned towards her as they parked, his bright eyes gleaming.

“Thank you. I’m really glad to have you as a friend.” The words stung both of them, but he smiled, and just walked with her into the store, meeting up with the rest of their friends.

It was really like any wholesale store, and soon they found themselves heading towards the back of the store where the freezer section was, forgetting that Luke was holding her hand.

Reggie nudged Alex when they approached, but no one said anything out of the ordinary. It wasn’t until she surged forward towards a bin of giant Stuffies that Luke realized he had been holding her hand the whole time. It felt empty and cold, and his face fell slightly at the absence, but seeing her stand there with a giant round penguin-looking thing made him smile. “Look, it's a penguin! But also a mango!” She dropped it by the bin and dug through it again, producing a watermelon with a pugs face on it. “We can be matching!” He never saw her get so excited over squishies before but before he knew it she had dug up a stuffed Plague Doctor and Nurse B, almost as big as her. Luke had no idea where he’d put it in his room, but the smile on her face convinced him he’d do anything to keep it there.

“Sis those are pretty big, You wouldn’t have room for it.” She seemed to ponder this for a moment before putting all the giant stuffies back and producing two smaller keychain stuffies of the same pair.

“I can settle for this then.” She put them in the cart, and the 6 of them continued shopping.

The trip ended with a stop at Her favorite bakery, getting the special french toast bread she loved so much, but also treating everyone else.

“Julie, do you want something?” Her question caught Julie off guard who just nodded, and Flynn pulled her over to the case.

The rest of the day everyone spent hanging around the house. She excused herself upstairs during their game tournament, padding up to her room. Truth be told she felt too anxious to be around people, and she had hoped the olive branch of food would be enough to show Julie she wanted to be friends. She didn’t notice she had been crying until she heard a soft knock on her door. She quickly wiped her tears and opened the door to a concerned Luke. She moved aside slightly for him to come in, and he wrapped his arms around her.

“Are you okay?” She nodded and felt his lips against her forehead.

“I’m just a little overwhelmed lately.” He nodded and pulled away looking down slightly at her face. He couldn’t help but look at her lips, his concern still festering seeing them chewed up. He hadn’t realized she’d been doing it all day. “Luke…”

“I’m sorry… I should go back downstairs.”

“No wait…” Her hand was warm against his arm, and he faced her again.

“Be honest. Are we friends?”

“Of course we are.” He almost scoffed at her question. “You’re my best friend…”

“Am I? Cause there are times when I think… no I want-”

“-to be more…” His eyes fell to her lips again as he finished her sentence for her.

“Luke I-” She’s cut off by his lips on hers, his hands on her cheeks. He pulls away slightly, kicking the door closed and walks to the bed with her. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

“I want to.” He kisses her again, hungrier, and faster “I’ve wanted this for so long. I’ve wanted you for so long.”

3 months later

“Oh my god.” Luke hears the ripping of an envelope, and all 6 of them jump up. “Oh god I can’t read it. I can’t face this rejection.” She hands the letter to Reggie, who rips it out of the envelope and hungrily reads the words.

“Dear Miss Y/N Peters, We are pleased to announce that your application has been accepted and you will be attending Julliard for the next Fall semester!” She screams in excitement and the group rushes to hug her.

She cries while muttering about how she couldn’t believe she was accepted. The group celebrates later that evening with the rest of their families.

And amidst the crowd she finds herself and Luke alone in her bedroom. “So… New York huh?” A sad smile washes over her face, and the tears she was holding back came through. “Hey don’t cry babe you got in! That’s good isn’t it?” He moves so he’s sitting on the floor beside her. He wraps his arms around her, and she nestled into his side, the two of them leaning against the wall.

“Luke I… Reggie and I have never been separated. I haven’t been without you for more than a few weeks since you became friends with him too and…”

“Hey…” He pulls her face up to meet him. “I never said you’d be going alone.” Her eyes widened a bit at his statement. “Besides, New York sounds fun. And if you decide we don’t like it there we can always come back home.”

“Luke Patterson, you are my home.”

“And I’d follow you anywhere.”

#luke patterson #julie and the phantoms #luke patterson x reader #reggie peters #jatp #julie molina #alex mercer

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