(Don't Get) Married // Luke Hemmings // REQUESTED
You stared down at your phone, hoping no one noticed how you were desperately trying to find a way to leave. It wasn’t anything against Luke- of course not. Luke was your best friend, had been for a really long time, but this was the one thing you didn’t wan’t to help him with.
You would follow him to the gates of hell before you encouraged him to marry his girlfriend. But then again, it was a bit late to say that since they were already engaged and you were currently helping him pick out a suit.
The other boys were there too, Michael and Calum playing around with a few of the ties that hung on the wall, Ashton looking over your shoulder and noticing that you were repeatedly scrolling though your pictures in a desperate way to look busy. “Are you… alright?” Ashton asked. You jumped, dropping your phone. You didn’t bother picking it up, just looked back at Ashton with the fake-st smile you could muster. “Yeah, why?” You questioned brightly.
Ashton gave you a pointed look, a look that told he knew you were lying. Of course he could see through you, he was a pretty close friend. That didn’t mean you were going to tell him what was wrong. “Y/N, you dropped this.” A deep, familiar voice said. You turned back around, met with Luke’s blue gaze and bright smile as he held out your phone. You took it, taking in a sharp breath and hoping your cheeks weren’t a bright red. “Thanks.” You said, smiling back at him.
He stepped back, holding his arms out. “So, hows this one?” He asked. You looked him over, the fancy suit and nice shined shoes. His tie was knotted a bit crookedly but that just seemed to fit him. He looked so uncomfortable in it though, showing just how un-natural being well dressed was to him. He was continuously flicking his lip ring with his tongue and wetting his lips and- you really needed to focus.
“To be honest it looks like all the others.” Michael said, pulling you out of your thoughts. You looked sat back in your chair, looking to your hand and knotting your fingers together in a way to keep quite. “But all of ‘em look good.” Calum added. “What do you think Y/N?” Luke asked, giving a quick turn as if he were at a beauty pageant. Usually you would laugh, not this time though. “It’s great.” You said, not even looking at him as you spoke.
“O…Kay.” Luke said slowly, turning his attention to Ashton. “You?” He asked. Ashton didn’t answer for a moment. “It’s great lad but I don’t think you should be buying it for a wedding.” Ashton said. Now the room was quite and you were looking to Ashton with a warning glance. “What does that mean?” Luke asked questionably.
“It means That I don’t think you should be marrying Kelcie when Y/N clearly in love with you and it’s clearly tearing her apart.” Ashton said, looking Luke straight in the eyes. “Wha- what are you even talking about?” Luke said. You started to stand up and were held back by Ashton, holding you down in your seat so you couldn’t run out.
“I mean that Y/N in love with you and I hate seeing her sad, and I know you can tell she is too!” Ashton said. he wasn’t exactly yelling, just desperately trying to get Luke to understand. Your heart was beating heard in your chest and god, it felt like you were going to faint. You wanted to get out, needed to get out.
“That’s stupid.” Luke said, shaking his head. You opened your mouth, a small noise escaping. Now all eyes were on you. “It’s- it’s not that stupid.” You said, voice shaking. Luke’s eyes widened as he realized what you meant, what exactly you were saying. “Wow…” Calum said in the back ground, earning a slap from Michael,
You and Luke were staring into each others eyes now, his mouth open like he wanted to say something but couldn’t get it out. You took the chance, ripping away from Ashton and rushing out the doors, not even bothering to take your jacket and not asking for a ride as you ran all the way to your apartment and locked the door.
It had been a month since you’d last talked to any of the boys. They all texted, all of them except Luke. You’d get a few invitations to go out drinking with Michael, Calum would ask if you wanted to hand out and watch movies and Ashton would ask over and over if you were mad at him, the ask even more if you would please come see him and the boys.
They all said that Luke seemed pretty down and that he missed you, but you still didn’t answer any of them. But now it was time for Luke’s wedding and no matter how heart breaking and no matter the circumstances he was your friend and you had to be supportive.
You were leaned on the outside of the building, cold brick pressed to you back and the material of your dress being rumpled and most likely ruined. You didn’t care though. This was as far as you’d go to Luke’s wedding.
“Are you… coming in?” Michael asked, sticking his head out of the door, You saw Ashton and Calum behind him, trying to sneakily look through the crack of the door. “No, I’m good here.” You said, giving them a shaky smile before looking back down to the ground. The door closed and you were alone again, the only people around the ones who were walking into the reception hall.
It was really painful now, knowing on the other side of the wall you were leaned on the love of your life was getting married to a girl who wasn’t you. And you knew it was selfish but that didn’t stop the envy in your stomach from swirling.
The door creaked open again ad you sighed, wiping away the few tears that had somehow fallen from your eyes. “I said I’m fine out here guys, and I meant it-” You stopped talking as you looked up, met with blue eyes and a metal lip ring. “Never mind.” You mumbled.
Luke was shifting awkwardly and you stood straight, fixing the ruffle don your dress in an effort to look semi-presentable. Not that it really mattered. “So you- you uh, left this when you ran out.” Luke said, holding out your jacket. You heart leaped as you grabbed it because even though you’d been a total wreck and somewhat of bitch to him, he still was looking out for you.
“Thanks, Luke.” You said, pulling the jacket on and sighing at the warmth. “Congrats by the way, on the whole marriage thing. Did the reception happen yet?” You asked. Now Luke looked even more awkward, fidgeting with his crooked tie and scuffing his new shoes on the ground.
“No I- I uhm, I think I might skip that.” He said. Your eyes widened. “Luke you can’t skip a wedding-” You started. “unless I decided I didn’t want to get married.” He finished. You took a shaky breath, half knowing what he meant and half completely clueless and in denial. “You… what do you mean?” You asked.
Luke inched closer to you, looking hopeful when you didn’t jump back. “I mean I like you, a lot. I love you. And I don’t- well I thought I loved Kelcie but then Ashton told me how you felt and then you ran out and I just felt like I was losing something really important. And that thing was you, even though that sounds really fucking cheesy.” Luke finished with a smile. You let out a breathy laugh, letting your hands drift up and into his hair.
“So… you like me then?” You asked slowly, for some reason feeling like you might cry. Luke nodded, leaning his head down slowly, inching a bit closer with every breath. “And you like me.” He stated. You grinned, letting out a quick 'yep’ right as his lips hit yours in a slow kiss.
“Luke we- we need to get out of here.” You said, breaking the kiss and laughing at his small whimper of dismay. “Why?” He asked. “It’s your wedding Luke, if your going to do a cold feet, run away from the alter type act you need to get going.” You said. Luke grinned.
He grabbed your hand, dragging you down the sidewalk. “Wait.” You said, pulling you hand out of his. You made your way to the doors, pushing them open and walking in carefully. You snaked through the crowd, looking for a certain patch of colorful hair. You found Michael, and as thought the other boys were gathered with him.
“You came in.” Calum observed. You nodded, a smile dancing on your lips. All of the boys look confused by you enthusiasm. “Listen, just- come with me, yeah?” You said. Ashton shrugged, grabbing the others and walking out the doors behind you. They all froze for a moment when they saw Luke.
Luke, who’s tie was ow undone and laying lazily around his thought, his nose red from the wind and his black suit-jacket discarded onto the ground. “Is this- are you guys leaving the wedding? Your own wedding?” Michael asked, looking to Luke accusingly. Luke gave a small grin, entwining his hand with yours. All of the boys seemed to get the point and high-fived each other, Ashton giving you a small side hug.
You all started walking down the pavement, smiling when you heard the yell of “Where’s the groom?” From the chapel. “You know, Kacie was kind of a bitch anyway.” Calum joked, making you all laugh.