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#1 - Coffee Dates and Hotel Shenanigans - Luke Hemmings One Shot

Summary: You bump into 5sos while on a school trip and they invite you to go to Starbucks with them, in which you find you and Luke get on way more than you could ever have dreamed…

Pairing: Luke x Reader

Requested: Yes, by @mrshemmings26 who I promised I would tag in this once I had done it :) 

Warnings: None.

A/N: This is quite long, but I hope it’s good despite it lol. You can send requests here x


You take your seat next to the window on the bus, as your best friend, Lucy, sits down next to you. 

“I can’t believe we have to go on this stupid trip today” She groans as she fastens her seat belt.

You smile, “You can’t get much worse than an art gallery”

Your whole art class is being taken on a trip to an art gallery for your history work. You’re all confused as to how art comes into history, but your teacher has somewhat explained that you have to find three paintings on the topic you are currently studying - the French Revolution - and then use them to write an in-depth analysis on the views and representations of different historic events during that period in history. You don’t know why they didn’t just give you a number of paintings in class and then let you choose there, but apparently they thought it would be fun to drag you out to an art gallery for the day. Jokes on them.

The bus journey is boring as hell. The city where the art gallery is located is about forty-five minutes away from school, and that doesn’t even include the journey time once you’re actually in the city, not that it should be too long. 

Eventually, the bus parks up and the teachers run through the rules.

“You must stay with your groups at all times, and must not run off anywhere you aren’t supposed to. If, once you are finished collecting the details of the paintings you want to use for your essay, you wish to go and look at the other paintings in the gallery, you may. But you have to get your work done first. If you have any questions, ask the staff. Remember you are representatives of the school so you must remain polite at all times. I don’t want to hear complaints that you have been rude or impolite to staff or other visitors. Please respect everyone and everything in that gallery, okay?”

The entire body of students echo a ‘yes’ back, and we’re finally allowed off of the bus where they do a head count, telling us they’ll be doing another one once we arrive at the gallery in case some of us decide to run off. I don’t think anyone would be stupid enough to do that.

You follow the large group of students and the few teachers present through the streets of the city, talking to Lucy the whole way.

You and Lucy are trailing behind at the back of the group, when a guy with an Australian accent speaking to you catches your attention.

“Excuse me?” One of them says to you before you get the chance to look up at them.

“Yeah?” You reply, which is when you look and realise who it is you’re talking to.

“Oh my god” you mumble.

Ashton Irwin, the drummer of your favourite band, stands before you, “We were wondering if you could tell us where the closest coffee shop is?”

“Yeah, erm, there’s a Starbucks about ten minutes away from here. You just go down this street, take a left and then continue, and then take the second right and it’s somewhere down there” You explain, trying to keep your cool over the fact 5 Seconds of Summer is stood right in front of you.

Ashton looks at you, confused and you sigh, “I can take you guys if you want”

“Don’t you have somewhere you need to be?” He asks

You bite your lip, looking to Lucy for guidance. She shakes her head, “No, err, she was just walking me to the art gallery. But I don’t mind if she goes with you guys though.”

“You sure?” Ashton asks, nodding at Lucy.

Lucy smiles, “Couldn’t be more sure”

“Great” He smiles, “Thanks you two”

Lucy says her goodbyes and you’re left alone with all four members of your favourite band. 

“Follow me” You smile as you continue in the opposite direction, them following you closely, “I’m (Y/N) by the way.”

“So…err…what are you doing in this dump of a city?” You ask, not wanting the walk there to be awkward.

Michael laughs at the term ‘dump of a city,’ while Luke explains that they’ve had a photoshoot and an interview with a local magazine. 

“You have such a high opinion of your hometown” Michael comments

You shrug, “Suppose everyone thinks their hometown is a little bit of a dump at our age”

Michael nods, “Suppose you’re right. Maybe just a little”

Once you broke the ice, the conversation just seemed to flow. You’re having proper conversations, and you’ve barely spoke about them being famous or in a band. You figure they would appreciate a bit of relief, but you’re still hoping to get some pictures with them if they’re okay with that.

About ten/fifteen minutes later, you arrive at the Starbucks and you’re kinda disappointed that your time with them has ended so soon.

“Here you go” You smile

“Thanks!” Michael smiles back

“Erm…” You begin awkwardly, “I’m sorry if this makes it awkward, but I was just wondering if we could get some photos?”

They laugh, “Yeah of course you can, since you showed us here”

You take a number of selfies with each of them and you thank them, and they thank you bck, and you’re about to leave when Luke stops you.

“And where do you think you’re going?”

You furrow your eyebrows, “I’m leaving you in peace, where do you think I’m going?”

He puts his hands in his pockets and continues, “Well I just thought you might like to grab a coffee with us…you know, as a thank you”

“But…you took photos with me?”

He bites his lip, “But you know…coffee’s coffee, right?”

You giggle, “Suppose it is”

You follow them into the globally known coffee shop and Luke buys you your choice drink, before you take a seat at one of the available tables. You sit next to Michael, Calum sits at the end of the table, Luke sits opposite you, and Ashton sits next to him.

You take off your jacket and hang it round the back of your chair, revealing your halter nect top, which drapes a little bit - meaning you’re showing a little bit of side boob. But not too much.

While the conversation carries on, you can feel Luke’s eyes on you and only you. It’s not unsettling or uncomfortable, but it’s making you feel some kind of way and it’s doing wonders for your confidence. You keep playing with your hair, glancing over to him and smiling, which you would normally do. However, you do attempt one thing you never thought you would in a million years due to lack of confidence.

You stretch your leg out under the table and stroke his leg with it. You watch as he blushes and smiles to himself, but glancing at you at the same time. You don’t keep your leg there long, you take it away pretty quick.

The conversation turned to talking about the most rebellious thing we’ve ever done.

“Well…” you begin, “The most rebellious thing I’ve ever done was come here with you today”

Michael furrows his eyebrows, “And why would that be rebellious?”

You bite your lip, “I’ve got a confession to make…”

“You’re my fool?” Luke winks

You laugh, “No…but, I was actually on a school trip today and I came here instead”

They all look at you in shock, but then burst out laughing.

“We used to do shit like that all the time!” Calum laughs to Michael.

Luke just looks at you and smirks. He’s definitely sending you ‘I kinda like you’ signals, which you didn’t think would be possible.

After an hour of drinking coffee and laughing at each other’s jokes, you and the boys all decide it’s time to go.

You put on your jacket and follow them out, preparing to say your goodbye. You’re going to have to try and catch up with your history class at the gallery. They’re due to leave in about half an hours time.

“I’m gonna have to go and find my class, but thanks for today” You smile to them.

They all look at you, exaggerating a pout, before Luke turns to you and smirks.

“Come back to the hotel with me”

You and the boys all switch to your attention to Luke in shock, but he doesn’t blush like you expected him to do. Instead, he shrugs his shoulders and simply says, “You started the day rebellious, so you might finish the day rebellious”

You giggle, “Well…when you put it like that, I guess it’s hard to resist”

Luke opens his arm out to you and you take it, you and him lead the other boys towards the direction of an oncoming empty taxi. He tells the driver where their hotel is, and you all climb in ready for the journey.

Fifteen minutes later, you arrive at one of the most prestigious hotels in the city and you look at it in awe.

“Haven’t you ever stayed here before?” Luke asks, laughing at your reaction.

“Pfft!” You spit, “I couldn’t afford to stay here for the price of a one night stay for just one night!”

They laugh.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” Luke winks, holding his hand out for you to take.

He leads you inside and shows you to his room, allowing you to say goodbye to the other three, before guiding you in to the room and closing the door behind you.

“Do you want to order anything from your room service? They do immense chocolate cakes” He asks, sitting down on the bed.

“Erm…nah you’re alright” You shake your head, sitting down next to him.

He runs his hand down his thighs as if he was nervous, which in turn makes you nervous.

“So what a life you must live, ey?” You sigh, “It must be so…”

“Tiring, exhausting yet incredibly exhilarating” He finishes for you.

You laugh, “Well…I was gonna say incredible, but whatever suits you”

“Yeah, it is incredible. It is tiring though. It’s a good job I get comfy beds to sleep on otherwise I would look like a zombie all day from getting no sleep at night” He jokes, lying down onto his back

“It is…a very comfy bed” Copying him and lying down so you’re looking at the ceiling.

You feel Luke’s stare resting on you, and all of a sudden he sits up slightly so that he’s leaning and hovering over you. 

Within one swift movement, he kisses you softly on the lips. 

It’s short and sweet, but perfect all at the same time. His lips are soft, real soft. And the cold feeling of his lip piercing against your own lips, alongside the feeling of his slightly fuzzy beard against your chin…it was filled with exciting little details you’re certain to remember.

He looks at you for a minute and then sighs, sitting up, “Sorry…I shouldn’t have done that. It was inappropriate. You’re a fan and we only met a couple of hours ago. I’m…really sorry”

You follow his actions and sit up too, “Don’t be sorry. I didn’t object”

“It just seems like I’ve rushed you, or that I’ve pressured you into coming here. I just…we were getting on so well, and we were both flirting…I guess I just ran away with myself”

You shake your head, “Maybes we just…maybes we just ran away with each other”

“Sounds like the lyrics to a sappy love song, don’t you think?” He grins

You laugh, “Maybe…probably”

“I’ll tell you what” He says, suddenly, “How about we swap numbers?”

You blush, nodding your head, “Yeah, okay”

You hand him your phone and he hands you his, allowing you both to put your numbers in.

You stay at the hotel for another hour. He orders a chocolate cake each from room service, and you talk a lot about family and school and other stuff, before you decide it’s time you should be leaving.

“I hope you don’t get into too much trouble for not being at your trip thing” He smiles awkwardly, shoving his hands into his pockets.

“I’ll…probably get into a lot of trouble. But it’s okay, it’s worth it and nothing I can’t deal with” You shrug

“Here” He says, reaching round to the back of his neck and taking off his necklace, which has a key on it, and hands it to you.

“Take this” He continues, “Use it to unlock that rebellious side of yours”

You giggle, “Thanks”

He puts it over your head and takes your hair out from under the chain so that it lies right.

You kiss him on the cheek before you leave his room, just a little bit excited at the prospect of finding what could be the start of a new and exciting friendship.