Clubbing [Luke Hemmings One Shot].
A/N: Luke Hemmings One Shot. Yup, I’m writing 5SOS fan fiction now! :)
Luke/OC, hope you enjoy - sorry for any mistakes, I have checked this over. Also, thank you guys for responding so well to my other stories, (original and fan fiction), you’re amazing!
Elizabeth sat on her bed, staring up incredulously
at her best friend, Aria, as if she had grown two heads.
Elizabeth snapped, shaking her head, “no, no, no! I hate parties and I
especially hate clubbing. I’m not
“Oh, come on, please!” Aria begged, smiling sweetly, “it’ll be fun. Plus there’s
a group of us going, it’ll be perfectly safe and my cousin has the car anyway.”
“No,” Elizabeth shook her head again, running
a hand through her coopery auburn hair, “I came here with you to relax, not to get drunk.”
Rolling her warm brown eyes, Aria groaned, “come
on Elizabeth, don’t be such a killjoy.”
not!” Elizabeth snapped, narrowing her green eyes at her friend, “I just
don’t like clubs. You can go, I’m not stopping you.”
“Oh come on Lizzy,” Aria sighed, sitting
next to her annoyed friend, “it won’t be any fun without you.”
Elizabeth sighed, standing up, “no I don’t want
to go. You can’t force me.”
Aria smirked, “I can try. Plus, what will
you do anyway?”
“I don’t know,” Elizabeth shrugged, “I’ll
read. I’ll go to the beach.”
Aria groaned, falling back onto Elizabeth’s
bed, “I did not bring you all the way to Australia so you could read. You can
do that at home.”
Aria’s cousin Emma lived in Australia with
her husband. Emma had served in the military, where she met her husband and after
their time was up, they married and moved to Australia, where they now run a rehabilitation
centre for soldiers. Emma had invited Aria over for the summer and seen as Aria’s
parents were busy, she bought along her best friend, Elizabeth.
“I know I can, but –
Aria sat up, pouting, “please, please just come along and if you want
to leave, we can come home early, I promise.
I won’t leave your side and neither with Jace. We’ll all be together.”
“Aria, you’ve known Jace for years, he’s
Emma’s best friend and he knows you so well. I don’t. I’d feel out of place,”
Elizabeth said, pushing her hair into a pony tail.
“Lizzy, it’ll be fine. Plus there are more
of us going – you can always get to know them as well. You liked Kathy,
remember? We met her the other day, Jace’s girlfriend,” Aria smiled, standing
up, “I just want you to have fun.”
Elizabeth sighed, “I am having fun. You don’t need to worry about me.”
“I know,” Aria said, her eyes glazing over, “it’s
just since your accident…I want you to have everything you want.”
Elizabeth smiled, hugging her friend, “you’re
an idiot you know that. But I love you regardless. Look, I’m fine. I’m getting
better. I’m not having as many nightmares and I’m having fun, I really am.”
Aria nodded, “I know but –
“If I come with you this one time, you
promise me I’ll never have to go again?” Elizabeth cut Aria off, smirking
Aria couldn’t have smiled wider as she
pulled her slightly taller friend in for a hug, “we’re going to have so much
fun, I promise.”
Elizabeth looked at her reflection, unsure
of how she looked. She hated dressing up and going to parties, she would much
rather sit at home in a top and pair of shorts, reading her favourite book. She
wasn’t much of an alcohol, dancing crazy kind of person.
“You look great!” Aria smiled from behind her, “trust me. You look lovely.”
Elizabeth rolled her eyes, muttering, “you
have to say that, you’re my best friend.”
Aria laughed and went to find a cardigan to
take with her, leaving Elizabeth at the mirror. Aria had curled her hair and
made her wear a vintage, knee length creamy white floral dress with a white cardigan
and pretty shoes. Clutching her bag, Elizabeth groaned, wishing she had just
said she would stay at home, instead of caving.
“You ready?” Aria asked, from the
passageway. Cursing herself, Elizabeth left the room and walked out to her best
friend, who was dressed in a nice, classy violet dress and heels.
“I don’t want to go.”
“Well too bad, we’re going.”
Immediately upon entering the club with
Aria, Emma, Jace, Kathy and Emma’s husband, Tom, Elizabeth wanted to turn back
and go home. The music was dreadfully loud, not even the kind she liked, people
were dancing everywhere and suddenly, Elizabeth felt herself shrinking smaller
and smaller into herself. She hated crowed places but it was too late to turn
back now, Aria dragged her by her arm to a table in the corner, a little away
from the crowd.
“See, it’s not so bad,” Aria smiled as the
group sat down. Elizabeth just stared at her, wondering if she could turn her
friend into a frog for saying such an obvious lie to her face.
“Uh huh, sure,” Elizabeth muttered, knowing
that this would be a long night.
She couldn’t have been more right. Aria was
up and dancing with the group, all of them drinking apart from Emma who was
driving them home. Elizabeth on the other hand was having a terrible time. She
had danced a little and drank (against her will, because Aria forced her) some alcohol,
but she was not having a good time. Her head was pounding because of the loud
music and the bright lights were hurting her eyes. Sighing, she checked her
phone, it was now eleven o’clock and she had been sitting there for about two
Getting up, she moved past the mass of
bodies and finally reached the doors, opening them and taking a deep breath as
a wave of air blew in her face, cooling her down. Feeling much better as the
breeze ticked her cheeks, Elizabeth relaxed against Emma’s car, checking her
phone again. Seeing that it was so late, she knew her friends back home would
not be awake, she put her phone away. The cool air made her feel a lot more
relaxed and seemed to ease her bitter mood.
Climbing up into Emma’s Land Rover (which
had the open back); Elizabeth leaned against the cool metal of the car and
looked up at the night sky. After about fifteen minutes, the club’s doors
opened and out came someone who made Elizabeth gape. How had she missed him
earlier, she had been sitting there long enough to memorise the club’s menu but
she hadn’t noticed him?! Elizabeth
just stared at him; he was dressed in black, ripped jeans, converses and a red
plaid shirt. She couldn’t believe it was him; she blinked a few times to check
that her eyes weren’t deceiving her. Nope, it was him, blonde hair, blue eyes,
lip ring and all. Noticing her gaze, he looked up from his phone, which in turn
made Elizabeth blush like an idiot, turning away, cursing herself.
Chuckling, he spoke up, “don’t like
Elizabeth’s head snapped up, noticing that
he was walking towards her now, until he was right next to the car. Thinking
she should probably do something, she shook her head.
“Nope, my friend dragged me along,”
Elizabeth sighed, shrugging, trying to act causal, despite her heart pounding and
the excitement building up inside her.
“Ah right,” he laughed, “well, how about you
come back inside, with me? Or I could stay out here, keep you company?”
Elizabeth’s heart was drumming faster and
faster in her chest, as her eyes grew wider, “no, no, I don’t want to take you
away from your friends.”
“Nah, it’s alright, they won’t mind,” he
smiled, climbing in next to her.
“I’m Luke,” he smiled, extending his hand
“I know,” Elizabeth laughed, “I love your
music and my name’s Elizabeth.”
Perhaps, clubbing isn’t so bad, after all.