friends / luke hemmings
FRIENDS — L.H
pairing | luke and y/n
rating | PG
requested | nopes
synopsis | luke & y/n have drifted apart greatly, and maybe this will fix it
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humans!! i’m back because i finally finished most of my requirements (but i still have a shit ton to do tbh *cries*) and i finally got some motivation to write after a million years. also i feel like i’ve been writing about luke way toO much but hey you know what, he’s my fav so like. plus i closed my ask for a while aka i never replied and im sorry for that HAAAAAA but i’m back on again soooo yeaaaaaask box // masterlist
“Hey, wanna go to the boardwalk tonight? Venice Beach.”
It’s weird hearing that kind of offer from Luke; Y/N was used to watching him exit the door with another girl’s fingers intertwined in his. But she looks up from the book she’s been reading, nevertheless, and gives him a tight-lipped, small grin, despite the fireflies igniting flames in her stomach. “Sure,” she responds quietly, tugging her cropped shirt down as she stands up. It’s around four-thirty in the afternoon, and the sun is just dipping into the beach she can see from Luke’s hotel room.
“Aren’t you going to swim? The water should be pretty warm,” he asks gently, as if he’s talking to porcelain. She nods slightly, and goes to her room, practically slamming the door behind her. Leaning against it, she slides down toward the floor and lands with a silent thump as she contemplates the situation. Should she stay or should she go? Shaking her head, and without a second thought, she grabs her swimwear and tugs it on along with her shorts.