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writersdare · 9 months

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Two Gummy Worms | Luke Hemmings

Pairing: Luke Hemmings x Reader (she/her)

Summary: Luke was determined to take Y/N on a night drive. Some things, though, didn't want to go according to his perfect plan.

Warning: friends to lovers, fluff, mentioning of food

Word Count: 1 503

Requested: yes

Author’s Note: Honestly I enjoyed writing it so much, it gave me some sense of comfort, and I really hope you'll feel it as well once you read it ♡ Also, yes, I am obsessed with Luke's blue eyes, you can't take it from me...

A calm evening was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door. Y/N lazily got up from a couch and wandered into the hall, feeling tiredness with her whole body. Someone celebrated Fridays with friends in local bars, Y/N, though, preferred to spent it quietly that time. Watching a silly show on Netflix, she’s been wrapping herself up in an old blanket, which was given by her friend Luke few years ago. Maybe – only maybe – it was fair to correct that the poor blanket was actually stolen from him, however, in Y/N’s defence, Luke didn’t use it much anyway, so the girl only borrowed something he never needed.

Possibly, the stolen blanket made the guy to come over uninvited; in any case, once Y/N opened the door, she saw the friend on the threshold of her apartment.

“Let’s go,” without a proper greeting, Luke grabbed Y/N’s hand and dragged her out of the house.

“Where?” the girl stumbled, trying her best to stay where she was. Y/N was in her PJs, the hair was carelessly tide up in something close to a ponytail — the look that simply screamed “I’m staying in today”.

“For a drive. I’ll bring you back in few hours,” he promised, sounding both calm and determined.

“I warned you hours ago that I’m not going!” Y/N outraged, ignoring the fact that her friend drove all the way out there. The girl made it clear in her message that even though his adventitious idea sounded nice, she simply did not have any powers left for the trip. The tiredness was the size of the passing week, which fell on her shoulders sharply once Y/N entered home that evening.

“It’s just few hours!” he whined and suddenly lifted the friend from the ground to bring her to the car himself. It was almost ten o’clock in the evening, and Y/N was getting cold.

“Gosh, wait! Let me get changed at least,” the girl rolled the eyes, smiling a bit and still trying to set herself free.

“Five minutes,” Luke warned, and once he put her on the ground, Y/N hurried up inside. She hoped to shut the door in his face, however, the guy foresaw it well, so he managed to slip through the door quicker. A wide smile appeared on his face.

Even though the whole idea of going somewhere so late didn’t really excite Y/N, once she was in the car, checking all the snacks Luke bought them for the little trip, the girl thought that, perhaps, it was a nice distraction from her exhaustion for an hour or so.

“You didn’t need to change, you looked pretty earlier, too,” Luke spoke up, glancing at Y/N who was chewing gummy worms and time to time placing few in his mouth as well.

“That’s sudden,” the girl chuckled, trying to ignore a quick shutter of her heart. The girl fancied her friend for quite some time, but it was not as scary as dangerous to reveal her feelings. Y/N didn’t want to ruin their friendship. “Be honest, you just wanted me to get sick. I was freezing cold, by the way!”

“Well, if you didn’t hesitate for so long, you would be in the car a while ago, enjoying my company and food.”

“Thank you for mentioning food, I’d put it on the first place, though,” Y/N laughed shortly, looking at the window. Even though it was late, the lights were illuminating the road, and quite soon she started to see untouched fields, passing by. “Also, I wasn’t hesitant, I told you right away I wasn’t going.”

“Here you are with an urge to reply on everything,” Luke rolled his eyes jokingly and glanced at Y/N again. He liked how cozy and comfortable she looked at that moment. It was actually rather precious to know that a person he cared about so much trusted him, fully.

“You are the same,” the girl reminded and, giggling, put another gummy worm, a blue one, in his mouth. “Suits your eyes.”

The musician chuckled, barely being able to chew the marmalade.

“A worm?”

“Yeah,” Y/N laughed back and smiled vividly. “I like your eyes,” she mumbled and looked away, feeling too overwhelmed. If only he could be hers, and she could be his…

“So, we have a problem,” Luke announced, when about thirty minutes were left from the final destination. The guy was planning to show Y/N a sunflower field, but GPS suddenly stopped working properly. However, the guy was sure he remembered the way there so didn’t worry too much. Until…

Y/N turned her head towards a friend and frowned a little.

“Are you going to keep holding the dramatic pause or will just tell me?” she smiled, though, not even thinking there could be something serious.

“Yeah, well,” Luke hesitated and glanced at a dashboard of the car. He still couldn’t believe what he saw. “Apparently, I forgot to refuel and noticed only now…”

“You are joking,” Y/N raised up in a seat to check it herself. “How could you forget?”

“I don’t know!” Luke outraged, slowing down the speed of the car. “I was in a hurry cause I wanted to make a good surprise for you!”

“Well, it is a good surprise after all, Luke!” Y/N giggled, not being mad for some reason. “Let me find the closest gas station,” she mumbled and opened her phone to check a map. The girl didn’t hear how her friend mumbled quietly “go for it”, as he already knew that GPS stopped working twenty minutes ago.

“Okay, so… we’re in the middle of nowhere,” she announced dramatically, zooming in and out on the map. “It doesn’t work. How much gas is left? Maybe we should go back,” Y/N sighed, once Luke stopped the car on the side of the road. He was upset. “Hey, that’s alright,” the girl smiled and unfastened her seat belt to sit sideways to the windshield, facing the musician. The girl gently placed her palms on his cheeks and nodded. “I’m not mad, it’s still a fun trip. After all, it wouldn’t be us if it didn’t end up like this, don’t you think?” she chuckled kindly.

Luke hurried up to cover her palms with his, being scared she’d break the touch too soon.

“We still can stay here for some time? Before going back?” he suggested carefully.

Y/N nodded, feeling the pulsation of her heartbeat almost in a throat. If only she could kiss him, and he could kiss her…

“Y/N,” Luke spoke up, and the voice was hoarse.

“Yeah?”

“I… I guess there is something I needed to tell you,” he started, immediately regretting it, though. How was he supposed to tell her that? Was it a bad timing? It probably was. There was no where to go, and if… if Y/N didn’t feel the same way it’d be hell awkward. He really didn’t think it through…

“Again?”

“What?”

“You need to tell me something else? I thought we’re done with surprises,” she giggled, fooling around a bit, as Y/N could see how anxious Luke started to look all of a sudden.

“Oh, no, that’s the main surprise, I guess,” the guy chuckled and looked down only for a moment. The fear took him over, though, and he rested his palms on the knees, so Y/N pulled away from him. “No, actually, forget about it.”

“No.”

Luke looked up at the friend, being surprised.

“What do you mean “no"?…”

“That’s exactly what I mean. I waited for too long to allow you to step back once again,” Y/N shook her head, getting annoyed. Why was he so uncertain sometimes? She was sitting there, next to him, worrying that her heart would break the chest, and he couldn’t say few simple words?… “Would you finally acknowledge my feelings for you if I kiss you right now? You’re so bad at taking hints! How can you keep doubting if I feel the same way you do?”

“How do you– How do you know?…” Luke mumbled, staring at Y/N. The guy couldn’t hide his terror. So she knew? All that time?!

“Honestly, it seems like it’s only you who is blind here,” the girl smiled sadly and looked down, feeling ridiculous.

Another second, though, she felt Luke’s hand on the chin. He carefully lifted her face so the girl could look at him before he covered Y/N’s lips with his. The kiss was tender and gentle, slowly changing into a more passionate one. They both just couldn’t believe it took them that long to confess. And honestly, who knew how long it’d have still taken if Y/N had kept silence.

“I’ll make it up to you,” he whispered, touching her forehead with his.

“You already did,” the girl whispered back and, smiling, pressed the lips against his in another kiss.

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lipringlrh · 2 years

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flash - lrh

summary: you try to take a picture of your boyfriend but forget the flash is on

an: feedback is appreciated. requests are open for anyone from 5sos :)

parings: luke hemmings x gender neutral!reader

word count: 546

warnings: none, just fluff & kissing:)

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you were sat in luke’s dressing room on the corner couch admiring your boyfriend as was adding the final touches to his hair and makeup.

He was wearing a lilac suit, the one you chose for the night. It was one of your favourites. You were somewhere in Europe, you hadn’t had the chance to explore yet - that would be tomorrow’s task. Tonight, you were focused on Luke and another one of the amazing shows he was about to perform.

He was messing with his hair in the mirror, curling it around his fingers. He was much too focused on getting it in the perfect position to notice you taking your phone out of your pocket and point it in his direction. He just looked too pretty to leave the moment without any proof of it.

You opened the camera app and clicked on the white photo button right as a blinding light came out the back of it causing your boyfriend to turn around to face you.

You brought your phone down and clicked on the photo you’d just taken, ignoring the blonde boy staring at you. It was a little blurry - it’d captured the moment as Luke began to turn around. For once you were grateful for live photos, playing through the photo you managed to get the photo you wanted - Luke looking pretty, staring towards himself in the mirror - and a frame at the very end you didn’t know you needed, Luke staring towards the general direction of the camera with a sort of head empty look on his face.

Luke had managed to wonder across the room with you being unaware of it, leading you to get a little fright from feeling of two hands on your waist. You looked up, once again becoming entranced in the blue eyes you were so in love with. “What was that for, baby?”

“What? Can I not take a photo of my beautiful boyfriend?” As you spoke, a faint red began to appear on Luke’s cheeks. He huffed, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your lips, followed by a few more. You let a hand rest on his cheek as you tried to deepen the kiss. You felt an arm wrap around your waist pulling you almost impossibly closer.

You were both wrapped up in each other, trying to get as much of each other as possible. Too enamoured with each other to hear the first few sets of knocks on the door. The knocks were repeated with a shout, who you recognise as Ashton, to hurry up as it was time to get on stage.

Luke broke the kiss to shoot back a muffled “coming” before pressing three light pecks to your lips. “I’ll see you after?” he mumbled leaning in for another kiss.

“I’ll either be here or near the stage. I’ll find you.” He nodded, pressing one last kiss to your lips and mumbling a small, “bye baby.”

He walked out the room with a small wave as you shouted a last, “good luck!” You sat down with a smile before pulling out your phone to stare at the recent photo you took a few minutes prior, becoming more and more excited to watch Luke perform.

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fanbitchs · 7 months

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How am i supposed to pretend that i'm alright after have seen them in real life?

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wontlastimokwiththat · 2 years

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Virginity Loss (Kinktober 2022)

Pairing: Bad Boy!Luke x Female!OC

Words: 1,607

Warnings: Sex (duh), Mentions of STIs, Virginity Loss, Language, Drinking Alcohol (not drunk)

Bad boy Luke is soft with his girlfriend and takes her viginity

I looked at Luke from across the table.

"What are you thinking about, pretty girl?" he asked, taking a sip of his whiskey.

"How many people have you had sex with?" I tilted my head, swirling the wine in my glass.

"What?" He sat his glass down.

"How many people have you had sex with, Luke? I've heard the rumors. A lot of the girls I talk to on campus have stories about sex with you or they know people that have had sex with you. You don't have to give me the exact number, just a ballpark number."

"Why?" he asked, reaching across and taking my hand. "Why does it matter? We've been together for six months, I've been devoted to you, cut all the ties I have with any of my previous partners-"

"Sex partners. You've never had a romantic relationship," I corrected.

"Right," he nodded. "But I still don't understand why it matters?"

"Because we've been together for six months, Luke, and I don't know anything about your sexual history. That's something important for long-term partners to discuss. How many partners have you had? Did any of them have STIs? Do you? W-"

"That's what you're worried about?" he laughed quietly. "You haven't told me about your partners either." I scoffed.

"W-" He cut me off.

"I'll tell you about mine, but you have to tell me about yours, deal?" He didn't wait for a response before he started talking again. "Honestly, I've lost count of how many partners I've had. I'm not sure if any of them have had STIs, I don't normally make it a point to ask. I always wear a condom, so I don't worry about it. And I get tested every month, well, I did until month two with you. No, I don't have any STIs. Now, what about you?"

"I'm a virgin," I shrugged.

"Well, you're my first one of those," he grinned. I rolled my eyes. "Is that why you're worried? Do you think you won't be as good?" I scoffed, shaking my head.

"That's the least of my worries, Hemmings. And who says I even want to have sex with you?"

"Everyone wants to have sex with me," he smirked. "And why'd you ask if you don't want to have sex?"

"I was just curious," I looked down. He squeezed my hand.

"It's alright if you want to have sex, Ana," he assured. "I promise I'll be soft and gentle and take care of you. I know you. You'll want your first time to be special. I can give you that."

"Do you promise?" I looked up at him.

"You have my word, pretty girl," he smiled softly.

"Thank you," I smiled.

"Anything for you." ***** He picked me up from class a few weeks later and took me to his house.

"I have a surprise for you," he smiled as he opened the house door for me.

"You do?" I asked, walking in and wrapping my arms around his neck after sitting my bag down.

"A warm, candle lit bath followed by a nice massage to relax after a long day of classes," he spoke softly as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "Then take out from Carlton's while we watch movies on the couch."

"I love that place," I hummed.

"I know," he nodded. "We had our first date there." I smiled, kissing him softly. He grinned, kissing me back.

"Let's get you in the bath, yeah?"

"Yeah," I nodded, letting go of him. He smiled, picking me up bridal style. I squealed, holding on to him tightly. He carried me to the bathroom, sitting me down before starting the bath water. I watched him.

"Gonna strip for me?" he smirked.

"Luke Robert Hemmings, is this your way of getting me naked?" I shook my head with a giggle.

"How about you take something of mine off then I'll take something of yours off?" He lit the candles, lighting up the bathroom before turning off the lights. He was breathtaking in the candlelight too.

"Only if you get a bath with me," I looked up at him as I walked over to him.

"You have to wash my hair," he smiled, pulling my hair out of the bun it was in.

"Deal," I smiled, pulling his shirt off of him. I smiled, tracing my fingers over his tattoos. "This one's new." I traced the tattoo of the owl over his heart.

"I got it for you," he said softly. "We saw an owl in the park on our second date. You hoo'd at it and it did the same back. You got so excited. I knew in that moment that you were something different, someone I wanted to spend a long time with."

"Forever with?" I asked him as he pulled off my shirt.

"If you'll have me forever," he nodded, keeping his eyes locked with mine.

"I would love forever with you," I smiled at him, unbuckling his belt as he unhooked my bra. I let it fall to the floor before I unbuttoned his jeans, kneeling in front of him as I pulled them down his legs. He groaned, making me smile as I pulled down his boxers. I bit my lip, looking up at him. He pulled me to my feet, carefully pulling down my leggings and underwear. I stepped out of them as he stepped out of his. "Hey, Lu?"

"Yes, pretty girl?"

"I don't think I want to take a bath. Just take me to bed," I begged softly. He smiled, turning off the bath water and walking to me.

"Jump," he instructed as he grabbed my thighs. I jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist. I tangled my fingers in his hair, kissing him softly as he carried me to his bed. He laid me back on the bed carefully, climbing over me. "Are you sure you want this? We don't have to do anything you don't wa-" I put my finger over his lips, shhing him softly.

"I want this," I promised. "I've never felt how I feel about you with anyone else. And I know, despite your reputation, that you'd never hurt me or make me regret my decision. I love you, Luke Hemmings, and I want you to make love to me."

"I love you, Ana Feid," he smiled softly. "I'll be gentle."

"I trust you," I nodded.

"I'm glad, pretty girl," he smiled, kissing me softly. I kissed him back, tangling my fingers in his hair. He pulled away, reaching over to his bedside drawer and pulling out a condom. "You'll tell me if you want to stop, won't you?"

"I will," I nodded, groaning quietly as I watched him roll the condom on his cock. "Is that all it takes to get you riled up?" he teased, looking down at me.

"What can I say? You have that effect on me," I smiled up at him. He laughed, shaking his head.

"You're precious." He kissed me softly, dragging his cock through my pussy lips, making me gasp into the kiss. "You're so wet, pretty girl."

"All for you," I moaned as he teased the tip of his cock at my entrance. "You sound like heaven," he whispered in my ear, pushing in slowly. I moaned, digging my nails into his tattoo covered biceps as I clenched around him. "Relax, pretty girl." I nodded, doing my best to relax, keeping my eyes closed tightly. "Do you feel okay?"

"I'm okay," I nodded, opening my eyes and looking up at him. "I know you want to be gentle and ease in, but please, I want all of you. I'll adjust better that way." "Are you sure?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowed.

"I'm sure, I promise." I wrapped one arm around his neck, pulling him to me and kissing him desperately. "Please."

"Tell me if it's too much," he mumbled against my lips. I nodded and he pushed all the way in slowly. I moaned loudly, tangling my fingers in his hair and tugging slightly. "Fuck. You're so tight, pretty girl."

"You're so big, Luke," I whimpered, hiding my face in his shoulder.

"Tell me when I can move." He kissed down my jaw, kissing to my neck and sucking dark marks into the skin there. I moaned quietly.

After a few minutes, I nodded. "You can move."

"I'll be gentle," he promised, pulling out and pushing back in slowly, pulling a soft moan from my lips. He set up a slow pace, kissing me softly. I moaned into the kiss, one hand tangled in his hair and the other gripping his bicep tightly. "You feel so good, pretty girl. So tight and warm, so perfect." I moaned, clenching around him. He groaned, his thrusts speeding up just slightly.

"F-Fuck," I moaned. "O-oh, it feels so g-good. S-So much better t-than my f-fingers."

"Yeah?" He let out a breathy laugh. "Stretch you out good, don't I, pretty girl?"

"S-So good," I nodded, moaning loudly. "Feel so f-full." He groaned, moving his hand down between us and rubbing slow circles against my clit, making me cry out in pleasure.

"Like that, pretty girl?" he purred in my ear. I nodded fiercely.

"G-Gonna-" I was cut off by a broken moan slipping past my lips.

"Cum for me, pretty girl. I've got you," he cooed, not slowing his hips. I moaned loudly, cumming hard as I clenched around him. He gave a few more thrusts before stilling his hips, cumming into the condom with a deep groan. He pulled out slowly, making me whine. "Sorry, pretty girl." He pulled off the condom, tossing it in his garbage can before climbing in the bed, pulling me against him. "Do you feel okay?"

"I feel amazing," I smiled, looking up at him. "I feel empty, but amazing." He laughed.

"Did you like it?" He brushed the hair out of my face.

"I loved it," I nodded. "Was it good for you?"

"The best I've ever had," he smiled, kissing me softly. I smiled, kissing him back.

"I love you, pretty girl."

"I love you, Lu."

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youretheonlyonewildflower · 1 year

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#5 seconds of summer #5sos #ashton 5sos #calum hood #michael clifford #luke hemmings #luke 5sauce #5sosedit #wildflowers #song #friends #ashton fletcher irwin

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zeniblesstsu · 1 year

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So, I haven’t wrote in a long time although I do enjoy writing. I started this and I feel really good about it. Plus having more support will encourage me to write more so if you chose to read it, then welcome!

A few disclaimers to being with:

I am very much American and have no clue what they do over there. This is all pretty much made up.

I like constructive criticism, but plz be nice. I am sensitive. I just a baby T.T

I don’t have an editor and I am horrible at grammar. Please forgive me. There will be mistakes.

This takes place after their tour in 2018, and I’m making up the timeline as I go along so none of this is really what happened irl.

I don’t own any 5sos members, their family, or anyone else that tied to them irl! But the rest of the characters scattered in this book are mine. Please don’t steal them, they are my babies.

Now, with all that said, please enjoy! And let me know if you’d like to see more.

-zeni

Cherry 🍒 | a.i

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How did we end up here?

“Ash is my best friend. I can’t ruin what we have. If you hadn’t said anything we wouldn’t be here in the first place. Just please keep your mouth shut. About everything.”

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Chapter 1:

November 20th, 2018

Spring

“If these walls could talk…” my hums bounce off the empty walls around me. “Cause we’d fall from grace…” the speaker blasting at it’s max, vibrating the windows, and definitely annoying my neighbors. I can’t help it though. Listening to his band was my guilty pleasure even if my name hasn’t fallen from his lips since the day he left. The text stop coming roughly a year later. What can one do when her bestie for restie becomes a world wide hit?

“Alright! That’s the last of the boxes! Where- can- turn that shit down!” Stells yelled over the music. A simple scoff bubbles up as I turn it down.

“Sorry, habit.” I take the boxes from her hands and set them in kitchen. Kass Stella is a classmate that I immediately clicked with in college. Now here we are, best friends and moving in together. Rent is to high to live alone these days.

“It’s okay babe. I know you miss him. It’s hard seeing your best friend move on without you. That’s why I’m here.” Her arm wraps around my shoulder, while her brown eyes land on my phone screen that shows the Youngblood album, and a very grown up Ashton.

“No, you’re wrong. It’s pretty easy. His mates just sing damn good.” I shrug causing her arm to fall. “Now, help me set up the living room.” I laugh while tossing a decorative pillow at her face. Stells grunts and does just what I ask.

Before to long the kitchen and living room are done and looking good. “Great! Now we can go our separate ways and get our things in order! See yah!” The girl disappears into her room, quickly turning on her own music. Even though we both know she loves the band just as much as I do. I follow suit, finally playing something different.

After a few hours of getting things put up, my phone chimes. I get up from my crop circle of clutter to check it. “How’s unpacking going? Xoxo mom.” My mom is so sweet and always caring. She did a lot for me and my older sister, no thanks to my father. I quickly ring her.

“Hey baby, how’s it going?” Her sweet accent floods my brain. “Hi mum! It goes. I have a lot of stuff yeah?” I pick at some books on the floor. “I told you to get rid of some that stuff!” She laughs. “But it’s out of my house now so I don’t have much of a say.”

“Nah, not anymore. Plus this cool super hero outfit that I definitely cannot wear anymore, is gold.” It was shoved in the box with some of my things. The red crumpled cape peeked out from under some heavy books.

“You and Ash used to play for weeks in those. I’m surprised it isn’t soiled.” She made a noise of disgust. The memories of us running around saving, really torturing, poor Dandelion, my cat, from the bad guys played in my mind. The red underwear he’d wear on the outside of his clothes would always cause fits of laughter between us. He thought it was cool while I would always blush because it was his undies.

“Yeah well good thing laundry sauce exists.” I giggle. My sister and I have always called laundry detergent that. I’m not to sure why.

“Haha! Well speaking of the devil. He is supposed to be home soon. I was having lunch with Anne and she said he was coming home. For a bit at least. Something about a new album and taking time. Who knows.” My breath catches in my throat. It’s been almost 5 years since we have seen each other. Crazy how we have avoided each other all these years, but he claimed to be busy. That’s okay though, he was building a future for himself while I was stuck here. In this quaint town, I did nothing for myself but yearn for a past I was afraid I’d never get back. I mean after years of fame and money, it can change you. I watch the interviews and the live streams, he doesn’t seem to have changed all that much.

Though, I have to ask myself, how much of that is just for the camera’s?

“Oh! I bet Harry and Lauren are excited.” My voice was small as I still processed it all.

“Realynn, dear. You can not hide from the poor boy anymore. He asks for you every time he is home.” So maybe I have been the one avoiding him. How can I face this stranger who shares the same features as my Ashton? Especially when girls throw themselves at him and his friends day in and day out, all year round.

“I-I know… I w-won’t.” I curse myself for stuttering.

“Rea. That’s a lie and we both know it. If the stutter didn’t give it away, you being short with me did. Do not hide in that apartment till he leaves again. You’ll only hurt yourself more. Plus, I’ll tell him where you’re living now.” Her voice has a playful twinge behind her words, but I knew she meant every one of them.

“You know, you wouldn’t ever know I was lying had Juliet never told on me every time I lied to you. Which just so happened to be the only time in my life that I stuttered.” My voice was strong again now that we were off the topic of Ash.

“Oh dear, I’m your mother. I would have figured it out with or without Juliet.” She laughs and I can picture the crows feet at the corner of her eyes.

“Yeah, yeah.” I simply laugh, happy that she is happy. It was a bit of a challenge for me to move out. It’s always just been me, mom, and my sister. Once my sister moved out, I felt like it was finally my time to leave the nest. That was way harder said than done though. With rent, and my insufferable daddy issues, I had a hard time getting things together to leave. But thanks to Stells, and a promise from mom to call everyday, we got our own place.

“Well, I was just checking in sweetheart. I’ll let you get back to your things. I love you!”

“I love you too, mum. See you soon.” With that I hang up, hearing the slow beeps of a dead line. I set my phone back down and step over the miscellaneous things in my floor. Once I’m settled back in, I continue to go through my books.

Eventually all my books are neatly stacked on the book shelve, that I am pretty proud of. All my small knick-knacks are in their place and now all that was left were my clothes. I get up to grab a handful shirts that were already folded, putting them in there respective drawer. Once that’s done I heard my phone chime once more.

My eye rolls and I laugh. My mom was always a worrier, I’d just have to call her again and reassure her I’m okay. Quickly, though, my smile was wiped clean off my face as I read the name that read across my screen.

“Can wait to see you ;)” -Ash

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grapejuiceblues555 · 1 year

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i’m in love with him

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ashtonirwinnsblog · 2 years

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He’s too cute 🥰

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sarahlovesmusic · 2 years

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95 days until 5sos5... 💃🏻

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writersdare · 3 months

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Let Me Love You | Luke Hemmings

Pairing: Luke Hemmings x Reader (she/her)

Summary: Luke knew it wasn’t his fault Y/N didn't let him get any closer, but he just wished to know what he could do to make it better.

Warning: angsty, trusting issues, mentioning of a breakup, the reader may have low self-esteem

Word Count: 1 457

Requested: yes

Author’s Note: I know it's been a while, I had some troubles with writing for the past few months, but I'm finally back with a new story. It's a little messy, but I hope you'll enjoy it! ♡

How much time does it usually take for the memories of a past relationship to stop being such a burden? Y/N was asking herself that pretty often, hoping to finally find the answer. Was it all because of her ex or, in fact, she was the reason? Was it a stupid trauma that she gained dating a wrong person, or something she was born with?

Y/N knew she had to be more open to people. They say, if you trust the Universe well enough, it will reward you. To the girl it seemed more the opposite, as if, when she was finally facing the world, it would gladly stab her in the back. Was she a pessimist? Maybe. But people made her to be so.

After a good chapter a bad one always followed. Like in Kacey Musgraves’ song, Y/N was getting anxious when she was suddenly having the time of her life. And when a new person she met seemed weirdly nice, she couldn’t help but wondering what was the trick.

Luke didn’t have anything up his sleeves, though. He was the kindest and the most patient person Y/N ever met, and sometimes she even questioned if she deserved to be treated that way. Differently, tenderly. Sincerely.

She tried her best to be less cautious and just trust Luke more; yet, the guy saw the eyes full of uncertainty every time he was suggesting her a ride home. Every time he smiled at her, Y/N was scared to smile back and to feel those familiar butterflies which caused no good in the past.

Butterflies were ugly, weren’t they? The wings were stunning and beautiful, however, looking closer at them, they were not much different from other scary bugs. Y/N was afraid to make the same mistake. Life was all about mistakes, but the girl couldn’t just let herself relax for once.

“Did you love him?”

The question was stupid. When Luke asked it out loud, he thought that he could have worked a bit harder on that one and could have come up with a better option to help Y/N to speak up. He knew it wasn’t his fault she didn’t let him get any closer, however, he wished to at least know what he could do to make it easier for her.

“Yes. I did.”

There was something about her that made Luke keep going. He wasn’t aggressive in his affection, no, but he wanted her to know that he cared. And Y/N was always honest with him, saying that even though she liked him, too, she could not open up and trust him right away. It was okay. Sure, Luke could take it personally, and no doubts, he did at first, but Y/N didn’t even dare to blame him for that. However, with time, little by little, they started to understand each other a bit more.

“Did he love you back?…” Luke asked carefully, looking at her eyes. Unhappy ones, as Y/N was clearly not enjoying the fact that he suddenly decided to stir up the memories she was trying so hard to place on a shelf of traumas. But some things needed to be shaken so that they would disappear into thin air completely. That’s what the guy was trying to do at least.

“Sometimes,” Y/N shrugged. Her voice didn’t express a regret or even сoncern at that point. It was a simple fact that she, unfortunately, realised too late. It’d be a lie to say there were no feelings left for that person who broke her heart so cruelly, yet, it wasn’t even close to anything romantic. It was just pain, an aching pain that would stop her from moving forward. It was too vicious to tear her heart apart into small pieces and still – to keep making her suffer. As if he didn’t want her to let him go, even though she desperately needed to.

Luke was different. It sounded silly and naive in her own head, but she tried to believe the inner voice. The voice that was so quiet for a very long time. Funny, how actually correct the phrase “love is blind” was. Y/N used to think she would know for sure if a person wasn’t good to her, if they were rude or arrogant. And yet, she let her drawn in a relationship that didn’t make her happy, not even a bit. She’d force herself to think she was enjoying the seesaw he was constantly putting her through, but in reality it was giving her nothing but anxiety.

The time passed, though, and she needed to carry on. Especially when next to Y/N was him, Luke. She hated herself for being so careful, but the girl was so scared to repeat her mistakes that sometimes it felt easier to stop trying and simply lose him completely just in order to skip another potential page of pain. Luke was stubborn, though. He was patient and stubborn, which were one of the most dangerous characteristics of any person. And yet, he never forced her to anything, and he certainly respected her decision. Luke also respected the time they were spending together, and that was, perhaps, one of the dramatic changes for Y/N.

“It’s okay, we can meet some other day,” Y/N hurried up to comfort the guy, when he shared that a music video shooting was taking way longer than expected. Even if Luke was extremely busy, he still would find time to leave her a small sweet message or give the girl a short call.

“No-no, it’s alright, I’m still fine to meet. I mean, it’ll be later, but if you’re cool with it…”

It got quiet at the end of the phone. Y/N needed to get used to the fact that Luke was always able to find time for them, no matter what. It felt a little alien at first, as in the past it seemed almost natural and normal to her that the partner was too tired and busy to go out.

"Do you want me to come to your area instead?" the girl awkwardly asked, still feeling stupidly guilty for the fact that Luke had to drive all the way from the place he had his shooting to her area, which wasn’t in a close distance at all.

“It’s alright,” Luke quietly giggled, feeling especially soft when Y/N would once again doubting if she could allow someone to simply take care of her. Sometimes, though, he wished she had never met the man who made her doubt every action of his. “It’ll be already late, and I don’t want you to drive there alone, okay? I’ll drive to your area, we’ll have late dinner, and then I’ll just drive back home. How do you feel about it?”

Luke didn’t dare to ask or hint to stay at her place even for once. It was out of discussion — they just started seeing each other, getting to know each other. The guy understood that it’d take time for Y/N to be fully comfortable with him, and he was ready to wait as much as it was needed. What a relief it was for Y/N to find out that not all guys shamelessly cared where she lived or if she lived alone.

The late evening met them with a cold wind and little rain. Y/N was sitting across a table and wondering why, despite such freezing weather, she felt so warm, just by looking at Luke. Why his baby blue eyes always reminded her of the morning summer sky, and why his gaze was so tender and sweet… "What is it?" the musician smiled lightly, seeing her staring at him for a little longer than usual. "Is there a sauce on my lips?"

"No," Y/N giggled under her nose and shook the head negatively. "I was just thinking how lucky I am to meet you."

A bigger smile appeared on Luke’s face. The heart jumped on the chest, and his palms became suddenly little sweaty as if he was twelve years old, who fell in love for the very first time. Maybe it was not the case, but Luke had never heard such words in his life until that exact moment. He didn’t even know how much he actually needed to hear it from her.

"You have no idea how happy I am, when I’m with you," he simply responded and carefully took Y/N’s hand in his. She relaxed her palm and thought that maybe she knew, because his sincere eyes was simply saying it all. "Just… let me love you, okay? It’s all what ask."

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lipringlrh · 2 years

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indirect kiss - lrh

summary: you meet at a wedding after he accidentally drinks from your glass

an: first post :) feedback is welcome and appreciated. also, please send in requests :)

pairings: luke hemmings x reader

word count: 816

warnings: none, just fluff and a bit of awkwardness

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“Excuse me, sir- but that’s my drink.” you pointed out to man who was also occupying your seat.

He paused his conversation with another man, who you didn’t recognise, and turned around, twisting himself so his arm dangled on the top of the chair but so he could also see you.

He didn’t make any effort to talk so you carried on, “That’s my glass, with my drink, I think your also sat in my seat, so I’d appreciate if-”

“No, I’m sorry, but this is definitely mine.” he spoke, running a hand through his hair. He had beautiful curls, and was a gorgeous shade of blonde. It framed his face - which was indescribably gorgeous - and ultimately made you a little jealous.

He was still holding the cup when you spoke again, “the chair does have my name on it, and I’m pretty sure my lipgloss is stuck to the side.” As he turned the glass around, you began to admire him again. He was remarkably gorgeous, even by doing something so simple, he was captivating your attention entirely.

“I don’t think there’s any- oh, nevermind.” He began, noticing the faint traces of lipgloss on the glass. “Do you- um, want it back?” He was now looking anywhere but at you, becoming slightly uncomfortable.

“Its fine now, I can get a different one,” you weren’t agitated at all anymore, becoming more entranced by the blonde boy every minute.

He still hadn’t moved from your seat leaving you to stand there rather awkwardly as he stared at you, taking in every detail he could. “Sir, it’s still my seat, you know they’re assigned, right?”

Without checking the name tags, he got up, not wanting to feel like he was annoying you more. He spoke as he stepped behind the seat, “it’s Luke, by the way,” he paused, “my name.”

You spoke your name back and exchanged pleasantries, offering him a hand which he shook eagerly. He then began trying to find the right seat and wandered off.

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It had been around 15 minutes since your encounter with Luke and you had begun to get on well with the man on your right, whom you had yet to learn the name of. He was the only person on your half empty table who was interested in conversation.

It was getting rather boring until the pretty blonde showed up again and sat in the seat to your left. You began making small talk, realising before he only had an idea of where he was sitting and never actually read the name tags laid out.

You couldn’t help but admire his face as he talked and watched couples who were slowly getting up to dance. The table was silent for a moment before he stuck his hand out towards you, “dance with me? I can make up for the drink mistake earlier.”

You placed your hand in his, nodding, before standing up with him. He led you to the dance floor, a pretty, squared, wooden area dressed in white, with his hand still in yours.

When you reached the dance floor, a slower song was playing, causing him to drop you hand to, instead, wrap both arms around your waist, pulling you closer. You wrapped both arms around his neck and tugged him a little closer.

You were too focused on his face when he spoke, causing him to laugh and repeat himself, “bride or groom’s side?”

“Bride,” you responded, “you?”

“Groom.” As he was speaking he managed to step on your toes, making you stumble backwards.

“I am so sorry,” he mumbled, trying to find a different technique so he didn’t repeat the same mistake.

“It’s fine.” He looked at you, still apologetic. “Honest, it’s okay, it happens.”

It was silent for another moment until he moved his hand from your waist to your cheek, holding it up as you couldn’t help but move closer. “I’d really like to kiss you.”

You did want to kiss him too, really. He seemed to have no faults as yet but only half an hour earlier you never knew he existed. “We’ve only just met,”

You held his attention completely, he was ignoring everything except from taking in your features. He was quite after you spoke but didn’t remove his hand from your face. “We’ve already indirectly kissed, you know, drinking from the same glass.”

“Next weekend,” you mumbled, holding his gaze. He looked extremely confused and admitted so.

“Next weekend, when you take me out, I’ll kiss you.” You paused, scanning his features, praying to god read the situation right. He couldn’t help but smile as he mumbled a small, “really?”

You hummed a noise back at him as a sign of confirmation right as the track began fade. A faster track began to play as pairs, including you, began to move into different positions ready to dance again.

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have to share these pics🖤

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yourmumsdirtysock · 2 years

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In honour of 4 years of youngblood

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5sosghostwriter · 2 years

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Chapter six visuals 🤍🖤

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zeniblesstsu · 1 year

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Cherry 🍒 | a.i

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How did we end up here?

“Ash is my best friend. I can’t ruin what we have. If you hadn’t said anything we wouldn’t be here in the first place. Just please keep your mouth shut. About everything.”

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Chapter 2:

November 21, 2018

Spring

“Mum says I can’t stay in the apartment, but what she doesn’t know won’t kill her right?” I groan, watching my dirty converse thump against the pavement.

“Well she has a point. I mean he can’t be that different yeah? Plus there’s Michael you can totally introduce me to.” Stells laughs, looping our arms together. We were currently headed to a local grocery store to stock up our fridge.

“Mmmhm. Sure. You just want to meet the band?” I roll my eyes at her laughter, which means I was right. “Okay, how about this? I won’t hide. He text me so he obviously hasn’t forgotten, yeah?” Cars honking in the distance flood through the thoughts swirling in my head.

“Hey Rea?” Stells voice flood in over the background noise.

“Hmm?”

“Why does it bother you so much? Why are you having such a hard time with all of this?” I can feel her fingers rub my arm in a soothing manner, as if to keep me calm.

That’s a good question. Why do I have such a problem with us reuniting? My head turns towards the day breaking sky. “I guess I just can’t face him? Maybe I feel insignificant to everyone he’s met along the way. He’s to busy for the childish shit we used to do. I don’t know. It just feels weird.” My voice was quiet, almost being taken by the late spring winds. “Maybe it’s my crippling daddy slash anxiety issues.” Sarcasms leaks past the serious answers, causing Stells to laugh. It wasn’t a real laugh, more of a pity laugh because she knows that I can’t be serious.

“Well maybe so, but you won’t every know unless you try. Maybe it’s all in your head and Ashton feels like nothing has changed. MAYBE he just misses you.” Now she’s shaking my arm, really laughing. I look at the false red head and can see the seriousness behind those playful glances. She’s trying to keep it light to spare my raging mind.

“Yeah, maybe…” my words trail off as I laugh along with her. Thankful, I let out an internal sigh once the shop came into view. “So, there will be no vegemite in my house.”

“That’s bullshit! You are a different breed my girl.” A quick change of subject is just what the doctor ordered, but now I have to have this argument.

“I think it’s because of my sperm donor’s American genes.” I make a gross face with my tongue out, the metal piercing clinking again my teeth. Stells laughs and makes a move to pull my tongue.

Once inside the store I grab a shopping cart, quickly making my way to the snack isle. “I’m going to grab a few frozen thing? Be back in bit.” My roommate bounces off into the opposite direction, her pleated school girl skirt bouncing too.

“Careful Stells. You’re going to give them a show for free.” She turns and glares at me, who was snickering wildly behind my hand. She flips the bird before rounding a corner out of site.

I grab a few things, before staring aimlessly at the boxes trying to decide what else to get. Absentmindedly, my hand went to my mouth. My pearly whites nip at my already shortened finger nails. Nervous habit.

“Uhm, excuse me.” A soft voice breaks my concentration.

“Oh! Sorry!” A nervous laugh leaves my chest. My hands quickly finding the cart to move it out of the way. My eyes then landed on a milky chocolate skinned girl. Only a handful of inches taller than me, she stands on her tip toes to grab the Tim Toms off the top shelf. Her nimble fingers were adorned with rings, and her hair sat in a short afro atop her head. She grabbed the box and turned to me with a smile. Her brown eyes wore a thick black line of eye liner that intensified her features. The light glinted off her piercings. She was beautiful, but what peaked my interest was her very American accent.

“Hi,” she laughed.

“Oh, hi. Sorry- I- You’re not from here are you?” My eyebrows knit together, of course she’s not from around here. I’m sure she has gotten that a lot.

“Yeah, what gave me away? Was it my hair? Or maybe my shoes?” She laughs, being sarcastic seemed to flow easy with her. I look down at her pink boots.

“Oh yeah, definitely the boots.” A smile formed across my face.

“I’m Alex. I love your style. You’re beautiful.” She was straight forward, but the hint of shyness didn’t go unnoticed. She looks me up and down, closely examining my features. I squirm under her burning eyes.

“Realynn, but you can just call me Rea. And Um,” I look down at my 80’s style windbreaker, simple black tee, and shorts. Not much if you ask me, but a lot to her I guess. “Thanks, but I just grabbed what was on top this morning.”

“Well, either way I bet your wardrobe is spectacular. If that’s “just what’s on top” and all.” She laughs but continues to speak. “Hey listen… I’m a photographer who doesn’t have a lot to do this winter- I mean summer? It’s summer here right? God. Anyways I know we just met but how cool would it be if you modeled for me? I have a few brand deals but none of my models could make the trip to Sydney so,” her fingers nervously tap on the box in her hand. She wants me to be a model?

She joking right?

“Me? A model? I don’t know sis.” I laugh shaking my head.

“No, I’m serious! Please I need your help.” She gives me a small smile and pleading eyes.

“I think you should do it Rea! You’re pretty stunning after all!” The voice of a certain taller woman in my life, comes from behind me. I turn to look at Stells, her brown doe like eyes glittering with curiosity and mischief.

“Look I know we just met, but trust me when I say I can see potential in you. I’m a photographer, I know my models.” The box of Tim Tams bounce in her ring clad hands.

“Ugh, fine. But this is all to weird.” Squealing quietly, Stells wraps me in a tight hug. I just laugh and hug her back.

“So your contact information?” Alex pushes her phone towards me with the dial screen open. Stells lets me go and I put my information in.

“So what brings you here from America?” I start walking, the girls follow me as I bee line for the fruits.

“Ah, well I came with some friends. Really to work something out, but they don’t know that.” She laughs nervously, looking around the shop at all the items.

“Okay. Not creepy or cripted or anything.” Stells laughs.

“Sorry. It’s a lot to unload, and I need a model, possibly models. Can’t scare you away with my drama. Plus that’s part of the reason I’m here. To get away from all that.” She shrugs. “I’m Alex by the way.” She lifts up a hand to Stells.

“Stells. Nice to meet you.” She gingerly took Alex’s hand and shook it, smiling. They continue to chat amongst themselves while I searched for the good stuff.

I reach down for the big container of bright red cherries, smiling like an idiot. They go into the shopping cart as Stells scoffs as me. Ignoring her, I roll my eyes. They’ll get stuck up there one day.

I’m brought out of the thoughts by a familiar tune. Someone’s phone was ringing, but it wasn’t mine. I look around, it was Alex’s. She scrunches her eyebrows and sighs before picking it up.

“Hey,” she pauses for a minute looking at us, mouthing a quick sorry. “Yeah, I’m still here. Okay. Be out soon.” She hung up and shook the box in her hand.

“Well, I got to run. My ride is here. Can’t miss that since I’m new and all.” She laughs and turns to walk away. “It’s was great meet you guys!”

“Great to meet you too!” Stells and I say at the same time, waving goodbye to our new acquaintance.

“She seemed really cool! And super pretty.” Stells says walking with me to the next isle.

“Yeah, I just hope this modeling thing is for real.” I pick up a few cans off the shelf.

“Seemed like it.” She shrugged, grabbing some of her favorites. “Anything else?”

“Not that I can think of right now,” with that we took the cart and started towards the front. Once we were to the lines, out of the corner of my eyes a specific pair of pink boots make themselves known. They quickly disappear into a black van. I smile thinking about her offer. A model, aye?

Before the door shuts on the van a certain dirty blonde quickly gets into the van. It was just the back of him, but I could spot him out of a crowd in no time.

Ashton Fletcher Irwin.

-zeni

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