you write a Luke imagine about being his best friend but he has a
girlfriend and she is really mean to you and one day you decide to go
over to Luke’s and you have a spare key to his house and you walk in
on them having sex oh yeah and luke likes you to but doesn’t want to
hurt his girlfriends feelings because he thinks she is a saint. sorry
if that didn’t make sense
Plotline: You and Luke have been best friends
since you were twelve years old, and now six years later his new girl
friend comes in between you both.
Smut: Yes, more so implied.
Enjoy my lovelies, and requests are open!
Imagines, smut ect!
I’ve been best friends
with Luke Hemmings my entire life. When I was twelve I’d moved to
this little town with my mother in hopes of a fresh start for our
life. The only problem I’d had was trying to make friends; we’d moved
over in the summer so school was out meaning I had no way of talking
to people, and my mother tended to be on the quieter side anyway. One
day when my mother had been working on paper work, she’d urged me to
go and play outside– the day was young and the heat was rising.
Wiping a hand across my
forehead I nodded, yelling a goodbye before walking out of my front
door. The town we’d moved to was beautiful, and the houses always
seemed to mesmerise me. It wasn’t until I felt a hand on my shoulder,
that I span around in a panic– I didn’t know anyone, so why was
someone touching me?!
That’s when I came face
to face with two piercing blue eyes that seemed to captivate me and
yank into a vortex of amazement. I just stared at him, and I could
see the boy become awkward as he shifted from his left foot to his
right and rolled his shoulders– that was something I noticed
straight away alongside his eyes.
“Hello, I’m Luke
Hemmings. Your neighbour” Luke said, with a small smile pulling at
the corner of his lips. I quickly let a huge wide grin spread across
mine as I stuck my hand out.
“Y/F/N Y/L/S. I guess
we’ll be seeing a lot of each other then, Hemmings” I stated, for a
twelve year old I was somewhat mature and advanced for my age. My
mother had always treated me like an adult, and it had lead me to be
some-what of a people person, more so than my mother.
“Y/N, do you want to
come and play with me and my best friend Michael in the back
garden?” Luke asked, his eyes lightening up even more (if that were
even possible) and I just nodded. I was so glad my mother had told me
to go outside, because I’d made a friend and that had been my biggest
worry moving here.
“Sure, as long as you
don’t get me to try and eat mud” I stated, raising an eyebrow. Luke
scrunched up his nose and shook his head.
Michael will try and get you to do! Don’t listen to him, he’s full of
really bad ideas” Luke laughed, causing me to laugh.
“I’ll keep that in
mind” I whispered as he walked side by side to his back yard, and I
swear I must have been coming down with something because something
began fluttering in my stomach; and I prayed I wouldn’t get sick
because I didn’t want to miss out on playing with the blue eyed boy,
6 Years Later
School had become very
different recently, now that Luke was always with Callie I’d found
myself becoming more lonely. Don’t get me wrong I was happy that Luke
was happy but inside my heart just kept breaking every time I saw
them walk down the halls together, or kiss– or really anything. It
just sucked that even though I was stupidly in love with my best
friend, that he now never had time for me because his girl friend
took all his time.
What I had to keep
reminding myself of was that it wasn’t Luke’s or Callie’s fault–
they were in love and that was something that often happened. With a
groan I shut my locker, only to jump back as Ashton and Michael stood
at the other side with wide grins.
Since the first day of
school it had been myself, Luke, Ashton, Michael and Calum against
the world. You could call us a squad because we were basically
inseparable. The worst thing about this little love/crush thing I had
on Luke? All the boys had guessed a few years back, and now they
never let it go. To make matters worse they all hated Callie, for
reasons even I didn’t know.
“Hello boys” I
called, as Michael slung his arm around my shoulder. My hand went
around his waist as we walked side by side. The day I had met Michael
in Luke’s back yard, we’d been super close even though he did try and
make me eat a mud pie– to which I kindly refused
“So Y/N are you coming
to mine tonight for movies and beer?” Ashton asked, as he typed away
on his phone. Movie night was our group’s thing, though Luke had been
skipping out on it a lot to hang with Callie recently. We’d grown
accustom now to his absence.
“Yeah sure, as long as
you guys pay for the pizza this time. I’m not buying it all again” I
pointed at Michael with a fake glare. Michael let out his throaty
laugh which gained a smirk from me as I shook my head.
“My treat this time”
Michael groaned, kissing my temple. Me and Michael had this
flirty-friends only relationship. It had been that way since day one,
something Luke always seemed to hate but I had never understood why.
“We sitting in the
court yard for lunch? I mean the sun is just gleaming” Ashton spoke,
pointing to the window. Me and Michael shared a glance before
bursting into laughter.
Ashton” Michael teased, only to earn a roll of his eyes.
“Court yard sounds
good” I mentioned as we headed in that direction.
Once we were outside we
took the table that people had guessed by now was ours. Nobody even
bothered sitting here any more, because we were it’s owners. As we
sat down midst of conversation I felt a presence beside me, as I shot
a look up. Callie sat beside me with a smile, which I returneed.
There was no Luke.
“Hey Callie” We all
called together, before I frowned.
“Where’s Luke?” I
asked nonchalantly, as I took a bite from the sandwich I made this
morning. It tasted so good, but I was pulled from my thoughts as
Callie scoffed beside me. I raised an eyebrow waiting for an answer.
Even the boys looked confused at her rudeness.
She mimicked me, before turning on her chair to face me completely.
“I’m not completely blind, Y/N. I see your pathetic little crush on
my boyfriend, and may I add you aren’t exactly his type now are
“You aren’t the
skinniest, you have a pimple the size of mount everst on your
forehead, you have long flat hair, and boobs that aren’t supposed to
be that big. May I also add that you are more like a boy, if he
wanted to date a boy I’m sure he’d go for someone like Michael who
actually looks decent and had some interesting pointers about
himself. Jesus, get it in your head. You aren’t pretty enough, or
even remotely cool enough for a guy like Luke. I don’t even know why
he’s friends with you? All he does is moan about how fucking annoying
you are” and with that she stood up and walked away. I had even
noticed the hot feeling in my cheeks or the need to cry which was
making my lip tremble. The boys had never seen me cry, I wasn’t one
to cry in front of anyone. But here I was on the brink.
Looking over all their
mouths were agape, as I covered my face. What the fuck was that all
about? Why had she gone off on me like that, all I asked was a simple
“You know how we don’t
like here?” Michael asked meekly. I just nodded, my face still in my
hands. ’‘Well when you and Luke aren’t around, that’s the way she
speaks about you… a lot’’ Michael murmured, and this time my eyes
shot up to look at Ashton and Michael.
“And you didn’t tell
me?” I stated, anger now bubbling under my tone.
“We didn’t want to
hurt your feelings, we knew Luke wouldn’t believe us so we were
trying to protect you” Ashton defended, and I nodded as I pushed up
from my seat.
“I’m going to skip,
I’ll see you guys later or something” I whispered. And before the
boys could say anything else I was gone.
Five Hours Later
I needed to talk to
Luke, I just needed to know if he thought those things about me.
Those words that Callie had put into my mind which kept repeating
over and over. They were causing so much pain in my chest and mind
that I couldn’t think straight.
Did Luke really moan
about me being annoying?
I’d been pacing and
walking around my room for a good hour now, before I sucked in a deep
breath and headed towards the door. I honestly just needed to get out
of this freaking house, and go and see the boy who’d been my best
friend for six years.
Exiting the house, I
practically ran over to his front door. An emergency key lay under
the flower pot, which I had used many times after taking Luke home
from a few parties where he couldn’t stand straight. Pushing the pot
out of the way, I grabbed the key and slotted it into the door–
there was never any need for knocking.
Today I guess I should
have knocked, as I entered the living room my eyes widened as I took
a step back feeling my heart break. I knew this would happen, I can’t
believe I’d deluded myself for song long to think that Luke had saved
himself, the way I had been saving myself hoping that one day we’d
loose it together. The moans filled the room, at the sound of
slapping skin made me cringe.
Her perfect blonde hair
was cascading her back, and Luke look mesmerised by her– the way I
had been by the houses the first day I met him, and his beautiful
eyes. Did Callie think of his eyes the way I did?
“Fuck Callie, you are
so perfect” Luke murmured which came out more like a strangled moan,
as she straddled him and bounced at a fast speed speed. Callie was
right I was bigger than her, I didn’t have the perfect body and my
boobs were a lot larger than hers.
“fuck— I– Luke shit
sorry I’ll go” I mumbled knowing I wouldn’t get out of there
unnoticed, I covered my eyes even though I’d already seen enough. I
turned my back to them as I looked straight ahead not wanting to see
his reaction, or his… annoyance.
“Oh fuck” I heard
Luke yell as he yanked the blanket from the back of the sofa around
the two of them. “Shit, Y/N. Sorry I didn’t know you were erm–
coming over today.” Luke seemed awkward, and I wondered if he was
still balls deep in her while he was talking to me.
“Luke— I’m just
going to leave” I whispered, and left without another word, but as I
reached his front door I felt him behind me. I turned slowly hoping
he wouldn’t be naked but instead he doned a blanket tied around his
“Are you OK? Why did
you come over?” Luke asked panicked, as he looked at my eyes.
“Do I annoy you,
Luke?” I got straight to the point avoiding his concerned gaze.
“What?” Luke almost
choked on his words– which usually meant he was telling the truth.
But why would Callie say it, if it wasn’t true?
“Just answer the
question.” I stated.
“No of course not, you
are my best friend?” Luke murmured, cocking his head to the side.
“Where did you get that idea from?” Luke asked as he rubbed his
hand up and down my arm, as goose bumps formed. Damn you, Luke
whispered, still avoiding his gaze.
“What, wait, what?!”
Luke asked, a laugh came from his mouth but it was more of angry
“Today at Lunch she
basically called me fat, and un-pretty and said that you thought I
was annoying…among a few other things.” I scratched the back of my neck, it wasn’t every day you wanted to tell your best friend their girl friend was a nasty person.
“Y/N, no she never.
Why are you lying? Are you trying to break us up because you are
jealous?” Luke said, he was seething and this just broke my heart even more.
“W-What? No. She
actually said those things” I said quickly, how could he not believe me?!
“Look I know you have
no weird crush on me or what ever, but making things up about my girl
friend is not going to get you anywhere. It’s just going to make me
find you annoying, and hate you.” Luke stated angrily, and I looked
up with tears in my eyes as one left the corner dripping down my
face. That’s when Luke’s eyes went wide.
“Wait, are you
crying?” Luke asked, his voice now trembling and cracking. I quickly
wiped it away as I shook my head vigorously.
“No Luke, go back to
your saint of a girlfriend who could never do anything wrong. Who
you’ve known for just over two months. Trust her over your best
friend of six years.” I said, completely calm, although some would
say it was eerily calm. “And just so you know Luke, I’ve been in
love with you for six god damn years and for you to just throw it in
my face makes you a fucking awful person. Maybe being your best
friend isn’t what you need right now, so you can go and find another
one who’ll put up with your shit” and now the tears were falling,
and leaking off my chin and I could see the pain on Luke’s face.
I opened the door
offering him a small sad smile, before I shut it. Once I was outside
I leant back against it long enough to hear Luke sob the other side.
And I wasn’t sure if I heard correctly or if it was my mind playing
tricks. But I swore I heard him say
“but I’m in love with
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