Can I have an imagine for luke where you guys are broken up but you hang out with him because the other 3 invite him over but you guys are t talking and you guys are in the car siting next t each other an duly guys are about to crash but he protects you like ours his hand over you so you won't fly out the car and you guys get back together in the end sorry it's confusing haha
“I’ll drive you.”
You turned to Luke in surprise, but he was pointedly not looking at you.
You cleared your throat awkwardly. “Are you sure? It’s really no big deal, I can drive myself.”
You knew that Luke hadn’t been pleased to see you over at his house, his constant brooding in the corner had made that clear from the moment you’d walked through the door.
The two of you had promised to remain friends after the breakup, which was the main reason you had thought it’d be alright to come over when Ashton had invited you. The way Luke sucked on his lip ring and spent the last two hours staring at his phone suggested otherwise.
He shrugged. “The order was on my credit card anyway. I’ll drive, and you can just run in and pick everything up. That way you don’t have to try to find parking.”
You looked over at your other friends, in the middle of filming what looked like an instagram video, took note of the fact Calum and Ashton had both taken off their pants since you had last looked at them, and sighed. “Alright.”
The two of you left the house and climbed into his car, and you tried to ignore the knot in your stomach when you recalled how many other times you’d climbed into his passenger seat. The feeling was a little too familiar.
You drove awkwardly in silence, sticking to side streets, and if things hadn’t been so tense, you might have tried to make a Long Way Home reference. But every time you thought of a good one, you’d look over and see his clenched jaw, and thought better.
The two of you rolled to a stop at a stop sign, and Luke had just tapped the gas to move on when someone came blaring through the intersection. You saw the headlights first and screamed, Luke slamming on the brakes so quickly you felt yourself sliding forward off your seat. Your seatbelt restrained you but not before Luke flung his arm out, knocking you back into your seat so fast you were winded. The brakes on the other car squealed to a halt.
“HEY.” Luke yelled, shoving off his seat belt and moving to get out of the car. “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?”
Shocked, you rushed out of the car after him. “Luke?”
The other guy had gotten out of his car now, eyes wide, more than a little intimated by the hulking shouting 6′4″ giant that was Luke.
“SERIOUSLY? WATCH WHERE THE FUCK YOU’RE GOING!”
“Woah.” You stepped in front of him, placing your hands out to stop him in his tracks. “Cool that Aussie temper. Seriously?” You turned to the other person and smiled sweetly. “No harm, no foul. Are you alright?”
The other guy nodded, still staring wide eyed at Luke.
“Cool, next time watch where you’re going.” You waved him off, and the guy didn’t wait another second before getting back into his car and leaving. You turned back to Luke. “And you.” You looked at him incredulously, but couldn’t resist. “Simmer down.”
He looked down at you, caught off guard by the pun. He groaned and put his face in his hands, shaking his head, and then climbed back into the car. Not sure how to react, you climbed back into the passenger seat.
There was a moment of silence while you sat there. Finally, he took a deep breath. “I’m sorry. I just. I dunno. I lost you once, and I just couldn’t. I couldn’t lose you again.”
Of all the things you were expecting him to say, that wasn’t one of them. You sat there in stunned silence.
“I just.” he continued, obviously unnerved by your silence, “I know I put my career before you before. And it wasn’t until I didn’t have you that I realized how important you are to me. And I know that I can’t change things, and you wouldn’t believe me if I said things would be different, but I just-”
You leaned over and kissed his cheek, and he looked at you in surprise. “That was for trying to save me.” You sat back in your seat and looked at him. “Look, it hurt a lot when we broke up the first time. I really felt like you didn’t care about us. And I’m not saying I trust you right now-” he nodded at this point, eyes wide, “But I’m willing to let you buy my dinner tonight, and we can go from there.” You smiled at him, and he laughed.
“I’ll take it,” he said, turning the key in the ignition. About two blocks later, he slipped his hand into yours and intertwined your fingers, and that was how the two of you returned to the guys’ house, 20 minutes later, along with 7 orders of Chinese takeout.