Stay With Me by You Me at Six (part two of Fireworks)
Read part one here
Luke Hemmings imagine
Description: After breaking up with Luke, you’ve been miserable and he was just as miserable as you. After a week of not talking, he tries to talk to you and win you back.
One week later
I sat mindlessly in the tour bus. Since we were all touring together, my band had to share a bus with 5 Seconds of Summer. I watched how my band members interacted with the 5sos members, making idiotic jokes and doing crazy things that would make me laugh. Only I wasn’t laughing now. I felt miserable ever since Luke and I broke up. The pain was always there and sharing a bus with him only made things worse for me.
As I watched them, I notice Luke entering our section of the bus. It was early morning, so he just woke up. His blonde hair was put back with a beanie I had gotten him for his birthday and he tugged on the bottom of his lip with his upper teeth.
His eyes raked around the room before landing on me. He would always do that- look around the room every morning and stare at me a couple of seconds, who knows what he was thinking. I noticed how tired he looked, even though he went to bed before us and woke up later than us. I noticed the circles under his eyes, the way he would sigh more as if he was sad about something. I noticed how often he would glance at me, but never spoke to me.
Today, he looked different, but not appearance-wise. The tired circles under his eyes were still there, but he looked at me almost determinedly. Like he was actually going to talk to me.
“You’ve got a lot to say for the one that walked away.
“Hey y/n?” Luke says. “Can I talk to you alone for a minute?” By now the room got quiet. Everybody knew what happened between us already.
“Why?” I asked stubbornly, still angry at him.
“I just need to talk to you, please.”
“Just leave me alone.”
“One time, y/n, and then I won’t bother you ever again.”
I don’t know why I felt bothered by that. Maybe I just didn’t want things to be like that. I wanted him to keep bothering me, to show me how much he wants me back because he’s been silent to me all week as if I never even mattered to him.
“Fine,” I said begrudgingly.
"I give, you take- It’s the way it’s always been.
We walked to the side of the bus that was empty. The tour bus was parked somewhere and the bus driver and our sound crew had went out to eat, leaving us teenagers here alone.
We had lapsed into an awkward silence then. He didn’t say anything for a while and I waited for him to speak.
Fed up with the silence, I spoke first, “What do you want, Luke?”
He looked up at me, the tone of the sunlight that shined through the windows made his blue eyes shine brightly. He looked so distant, so scared from the Luke I once knew. “I…I just wanted to say I’m sorry.”
“That apology is one week overdue, and I won’t ever forgive you,” I replied. “You hurt me so much when you said those things about me. I gave all my love to you and you just acted like it was nothing.”
"Oh, how do I know if I should stay or just go?
“I know… I know. I just want you to hear me out.”
I scoffed. “Whatever you say won’t ever make me forgive you, so don’t even bother.”
The bottom line is this way that I’ll never know.
I turned to walk away but he grabs my hand.
"Stay with me (stay with me, stay with me)
“Just hear me out y/n,” He pleads.
"Stay with me, oh (a-woah, a-woah, a-woah…)
“Fine! What do you want, Luke?”
"You’ve got a lot to say for the one that pushed me away.
"There’s no good excuse for what I said,” Luke starts. “I fucked up, y/n, and I’m so sorry. "You know that song I sang last night?” He asks. “Everything I Didn’t Say? I wrote it for you to show you how badly I messed up. I didn’t mean any of those harsh words that night, I swear to god.”
“Then why’d you say it?”
“I-I,” He stumbles with his words a bit before taking a deep breath. “Okay, maybe I meant it a little at that time. But, I regret it so much. I was being a goddamn idiot. I didn’t realize what was in front of me.”
“I give, you take. Somethings, they never change. Just change.
"Yeah, you were a goddamn idiot,” I snorted. “And you still are.”
“I know I am. It took me a whole week to realize that,” He sighed. “Every night when I went to bed without you, I realized how much I needed you.”
“Stay with me (stay with me, stay with me)
"I realized how much I missed you. I missed your cute laugh. I missed the way you scrunched your nose and grinned when I joked around with you. I missed the way you smell. I missed how you like to steal my shirts and wear them in public with your leggings. I missed your hugs. I missed your kisses. I missed you so fucking much.”
“Stay with me.
"Yeah, well,” I say, “You don’t realize what you have until it’s gone.”
“You’re right. I didn’t recognize what I really had until I lost you. And I regret it so much,” He lets out a shaky breath.
“I never knew that I could be this way. I never knew that I could walk away.
"Please, give me one more chance,” He begs. “I swear to god I won’t blow it this time.”
“Luke, you said it yourself though that I was clingy and annoying. You even preferred your own ex girlfriend over me,” I said, tears brimming my eyes.
“Look I-I… Okay, um,” He lets out a shaky breath and swallows, clearing his throat a little. “Truth was, I was scared.”
“Scared? Scared of what?
"I was scared about my feelings for you, y/n. I’ve never felt this way about anybody before and the guys know that. I told them all that stuff about you so that they know that we weren’t anything serious. But now I realize that there’s nothing to be scared of. I thought letting you go would be a good idea so that’s why I didn’t chase you that night. Now, I realized that I’m in love with you." He takes my hand and kisses the back of my palm. The warmth of his lips still sent tingles through me. "I wish I could take back all those things I said about you.”
“These things take time to grow. It’s been said that time heals wounds.
"Everybody makes mistakes. I was a coward that night. I’m still young and so are you, so if I ever fuck up again this bad, than you can cut me out of your life for good. But please, just give me one more chance and I swear I can make this right.”
“But no, I won’t be controlled, and so the story goes.
I thought about it for a minute. Should I really let him back in? Should I really forgive him?
"Stay with me (stay with me, stay with me)
"One more,” He whispers, “Just one more chance and I can show you how much I really love you.”
“Stay with me.
He’s never told me that he’s loved me before, let alone shared his feelings. Maybe I can learn to forgive him? Maybe he really does love me?
"Okay,” I whisper. “Okay, one more chance, Luke.”
I pull him in for a soft kiss on the lips and he instantly kisses back. His hands wrapped around my waist and he smiles happily.
I missed him so much.
“And now I know that I can be this way.
I pull away before it turns into something more heated. "Don’t think I’ve forgiven you just yet, Luke,” I told him. “You sure as hell have a lot of making up to do.”
He bites his lips and nods determinedly. “Hell, I’ll spend my whole life trying to make it up to you, if I have to.”
“And now I know that I can walk away.
"I love you so much, y/n,” Luke says.
“I love you too,” I reply back honestly, tears running down my cheeks as I wrapped my arm around his neck and pulled him in for an embrace.
A happy ending :)
(sorry it’s kind of shitty, i’m not good at part two’s)
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