a friend and i were choking on skype

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Date Went Wrong (Luke Hemmings)

Requested: Yes

Word count: 2297

Story line: After a year outside, you’re comming back to your city. Luke, your best friend, after realizing he is in love with you, prepare the most romantic date ever. But something goes wrong.

My hands held the steering wheel tightly while I tried not to freak out about what was about to happen. My best friend was coming home; finally, after months doing skype, calling each other and texting, my best friend was coming home. We were always separated by the distance, if it wasn’t here it was me but that time, especially that time, it felt different. The distance choked me, it didn’t let me think with clarity. I couldn’t say otherwise, I missed her. She was the girl who I always went when I had a problem. Sure, I had another three best friends (all males) but they didn’t take things as seriously as she usually did. But that wasn’t the reason why the distance was messing with me, no. The reason why I felt like the distance was making my life impossible was that I realized, the same day I left her at the airport to say goodbye, that I was in love with her. The girl who had always been by my side, the girl that had seen me in my worst moments, that had held my head as I vomited for my first drunkenness, it was the girl I was in love with. And I decided that I waited enough and I couldn’t waste another day without telling her that I loved her. So that’s why I planned a really romantic date and it was happening that day.

The phone, which was on handsfree, rang and I pressed a button that it was next to the steering wheel, initiating the call. “Luke! How’s it going?” Ashton voice said. I knew the boys were reunited at Michael’s man cave, playing FIFA. “I’m on my way to the airport” I answered, “and I think I’m going crazy”. I heard the lads laughing and I rolled my eyes. “Guys, this is serious”.

“You’re so annoying” Michael said. “You’ve been planning this for a long time. Stop worrying and enjoy the moment. You’re going to see Y/N, just stop thinking for a moment and just… live”.

“That’s deep” Calum said. “Yeah, what Michael said, Luke”.

“But, what if she doesn’t feel the same way?” I asked, panicking.

“That would suck but you’re a grown up, you’ll survive” Calum answered.

“Cal!” Ashton yelled. “Don’t listen to him. Don’t think about that, Luke. Michael was right, enjoy the moment, okay? You know that girl for a long time now, you know how she is, what she likes and you planned the all evening thinking about that. So you don’t have anything to worry about, okay? And if she doesn’t feel the same way, well… Yeah, it’s going to suck but you’ll feel relieved once you tell her how you feel”.

The conversation with the boys didn’t calm me at all but I couldn’t do anything else because I had just arrived to the airport. I took a few deep breaths and I got out the car. I arrived a little bit late, so Y/N had to be there. I looked into the crowd, looking for her. I was eager to wrap my arms around her body, I was nervous to see her and a part of me felt rested because she was finally home.

My heart stopped when I saw her, standing there with two big suitcases and a backpack. I stopped for a few seconds, trying to calm myself because I didn’t want to act like a crazy person but she turned around and her eyes met mine. A smile formed in her lips and, forgetting her stuff, she started running toward me. I had the urge to scream ‘your suitcases!’ but I didn’t because soon her body collided into mine and we melted into a long expected hug. “I missed you so much, Luke” she said, stealing my golden phrase. “Me too” I answered, without breath. We stayed like that for a few seconds, maybe a minute and she finally broke the hug. She looked at me with a big smile on her face and she turned around to grab her stuff. “Wait, let me help you” I said. I grabbed the two big suitcases and we started to walk towards the parking. “Are you tired? Do you want to go home?”. I didn’t want to go home because I had something else prepared but I couldn’t forget about the fact that she had been on a plane for a lot of hours.

“I’m tired, but I’m okay. I’ve talked with my parents and they aren’t even in town, so I’m all yours tonight”. Her words made a shiver ran down my spine and I had to remember that she wasn’t implying anything with that phrase.

“We go to your house, we let your stuff and we go out to have some dinner? You must be hungry”. She nodded and I smiled, the plan had started. We got to the car and when I started the car, she rushed to put the radio on. “You didn’t have music where you were or what?” I asked, joking.

“I was in the States, Luke. Of course they have music” she answered, pretending to be offended. “And sometimes they put your ugly voice and music”.

“Really?”. I knew that my band, 5 Seconds of Summer, sounded in the States but I didn’t think about the possibility of Y/N listening to us.

She nodded. “And talking about that, how things are going with the band? Are the guys okay?”.

“Yeah, yeah. The lads are just fine and we’re resting a little bit before heading to the States and start the second part of the tour”. I heard Y/N sighing and I looked her through the rear mirror and she seemed sad, or maybe she was just tired. I couldn’t tell. “Did I said something wrong?”.

“No, don’t worry” she answered and then she placed her head in the mirror and looked at the road. I frowned, confused. I knew Y/N very well so I knew something was bothering her and I didn’t want things to be like that when we went out to have dinner.

“Hey” I finally said, placing one of my hands in her leg. She looked at my hand and then she looked me. “You can tell me anything, you know that, right?”. She slightly laughed.

“I know, Luke. I was just thinking about how the universe works. I have been to the States for almost a year and when you came, a few months ago, we couldn’t see each other because I had exams and you were recording an album far away from where I was. Then, I came back and you’re going there to spend God how now how many months”.

“Just four”.

“Just four” she repeated.

“But you can come whenever you want!” I exclaimed, excited. “I hope you come, actually”. She smiled softly but didn’t say anything else. I wanted to punch myself in the face because I had ruined things. That wasn’t the way I was planning to spend the night with Y/N.

We arrived at her house half an hour later and I helped her to carry her suitcase inside the house. She offered me something to drink but I didn’t want anything; actually, my stomach was closed. I was so nervous that I couldn’t even talk with her. Although after the conversation we had in the car, neither of us said something else. Suddenly, I started to hear a loud noise, as if someone was throwing stones at the windows. Y/N looked at me, confused, and when we sent to see what was happening, I saw it was storming outside. “No, no, no, no!” I yelled.

“What? What’s wrong?” Y/N asked me, worried.

“It wasn’t supposed to rain!” I yelled, frustrated. “Fuck”. Y/N started to laugh while she shook her head. She couldn’t understand why I was so sad. The rain had ruined everything. It was worse than my actitud. With the rain, I couldn’t continue with my plan. It was impossible. And even if it stopped raining, everything was already ruined.

“I don’t know what’s going on with you today, Luke. You’re acting so weird” she said, still laughing. “Don’t worry, it will stop” she assured me. “Let’s kill our time watching some photo albums, what do you think?”. The idea didn’t excite me at all but Y/N seemed pretty happy with that idea so I nodded. We sat on the sofa with a bunch of albums and we started looking at pictures of Y/N when she was little, pictures of her with her family and finally, there was an album for our pictures. “What’s that?” I asked, surprised.

“The day we met, I began to make an album for us” she confessed and when I looked at her, I saw her cheeks had flushed. “Why?” I asked and she shrugged. “I was sure you were going to be important to me”. I knew that right there I had a chance to say to her how I felt about her but instead of expressing my feelings, I smiled softly and I turned the page.

An hour later, it stopped raining and Y/N told me she was hungry and that there was nothing in the fridge, so we went outside to grab something to dinner. Because she had been far away from the beach for almost a year, she asked me if we could go to the promenade and grab some frankfurts. I nodded because anything else mattered. My plan was ruined so I didn’t have any preferences. Y/N stopped while we were walking. “Oh, the rain had ruined someone’s planes!” she suddenly exclaimed and I opened my eyes, surprised. Was she talking about me? “Damn, it would have been so romantic!”. Then I looked in the same direction than her and I saw what I had planned for her right there, on the beach (where it was supposed to be), all ruined because it was all wet. A white blanket with two glasses and a bottle of wine. I didn’t even think it was going to be there, if I was sincere. “Hey, man. I’m so sorry” I turned around just to see the man I had pay to watch all that. “I couldn’t do anything” he apologized.

“It’s okay, don’t worry” I said, smiling softly. When she left, I looked at Y/N who was looking at me with confusion.

“What was all that?”. I sighed because now I didn’t have a choice and I wasn’t feeling ready to tell Y/N what I felt. I shifted from one foot to the other, nervous, while Y/N waited for me to say something. “Luke?” she insisted.

“I wanted to do something nice for you. Well, not nice” I corrected myself. “I wanted to do something romantic” I said, rubbing the back of my neck. All that thing was going so badly that the only thing I wanted to do was hide my head in the sand and wait until Y/N had gone. “I had everything planned. I had to pick you up from the airport, take you home, leave your stuff and come here and have a dinner together, with some wine and a band playing some songs for us. I know, it’s cheesy but the lads and I didn’t know much about romance so I had to watch some movies to know what to do”. Y/N started to laugh. She covered her mouth with her hand, trying to stop the giggles but she couldn’t. Great, now she was laughing at me! She had to see my face because she suddenly stopped and grabbed my arm.

“No, no, I’m not laughing at you!” she assured me. “I’m laughing because I found it cute that you watched movies to know what to do when a simple ‘I like you’ would have worked. Because I like you too, Luke” she confessed, making my legs shake. “I’ve like you for a long time now”. I couldn’t believe it, the only thing I wanted to ask her was if she was telling the truth but my brain shut my mouth up because I knew it was a stupid question. She seemed serious about the whole thing.

“I… I… “ I didn’t know what to say because I didn’t think she was going to tell me that. Y/N laughed again. She approached me, stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips into mine. It was a superficial kiss at first but when I realized what was happening, I wrapped my arms around her hips and I pressed her body into mine while the kiss became more deeper. It feel so good, her lips and her mouth felt so good that I thought I was dreaming. I felt her fingers run through my hair and we finally broke the kiss after a few seconds, catching our breaths. “I love you” I said, without thinking it twice. Y/N bit her bottom lip and looked at her feet while a smile appeared in her face.

“I love you too” she finally said looking at me again. “And I would love something to eat right now too” she added, making me laugh. I offered her my hand and she took it. Then I approached her into my body and I wrapped an arm around her hips. “Come on, then” I said, pressing my lips in her temple. “Let’s grab something to eat”. She leaned her head into my arm (because she was shorter than me) and we started to walk towards the small restaurant that made frankfurts. I wasn’t feeling nervous anymore. I felt good, happy, like everything was in the right place.