Nemesis ◊ 5sos au

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Arya was ready for the night, she was tense and alert. Her and Luke were en route to the restaurant, and she was dressed in a way she's not exactly happy with.

A dark blue gown adorned her body, a slit on her right leg that she didn't enjoy, but she had to be dressed as if she was a CEO's love interest. It was strapless, covered in sequins that reflected the light off of her body.

Lukes hand was intertwined with her own as they sat in the back of the car, and she was trying her hardest to seem interested and attracted. She let out a breath as the car stopped, and the door opened beside her and she looked out at the restaurant.

She stood, Luke following behind her and she smiled as there was paparazzi lined up outside the restaurant, and she wondered how Luke felt about this. He kept his arm around her waist, guiding her forward until they were inside.

Arya glanced around, hoping to find their target, but no such luck. Arya sighed as they made their way to the table, sitting alone and Luke grabbed her hand and placed it on the table.

"Any sign of Xerxes?" Calum asked, his voice ringing clear over the ear piece and Luke looked around once again.

"No. Neither him nor his wife." Luke said, smiling at Arya and kissing her hand.

"Any luck over there?" Arya asked, crossing her leg and glancing around the restaurant once again.

"Not yet. Keep an eye out." Ashton said, and Luke leaned forward, brushing a short piece of hair out of Aryas face and she smiled at him. This was difficult, acting like a couple and faking love, but Arya wasn't one to back down from a mission.

"Having fun?" Luke asked, grinning at Arya and she smiled slightly.

"We're on a mission Luke." Arya reminded, and he nodded.

"And? We're on a date, we can have some fun too." Luke said, a teasing tone in his voice and Arya shook her head.

"I don't date." She said, and a silence greeted the both of them, and Arya felt awkward.

"Why not?" Luke asked, speaking after a few moments of quietness, and Arya chewed on the inside of her lip as she thought. She took out her ear piece, motioning for Luke to do the same and she covered them.

"I don't feel the need to, I guess." Arya said and Luke furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"I just don't feel anything towards people." Arya admitted shyly, and Luke continued to look confused.

"I don't feel attracted to anyone." Arya said and Luke nodded.

"So you don't like anyone? Not guys or girls?" Luke asked and Arya nodded, looking away and he smiled.

"That's cool." He said and she literally laughed out loud.

"Why? You don't think it's weird or anything?" Arya asked, and Luke shook his head.

"It doesn't bother me, why should it?" Luke said and Arya smiled, relieved that someone understood.

"So do you find people attractive?" Luke asked and Arya shrugged her shoulders.

"I guess so." She admitted and Luke smirked.

"Do you think I'm hotter than the others?" He asked, grinning and Arya laughed.

"I think you're attractive, yes. I'm not going to say whether or not one is more attractive than the other." She said and Luke pouted.

"Why not?" Luke whined and she smiled.

"I'm not going to say that! It'd make me feel weird." Arya said and Luke chuckled.

"It's alright, I'm going to tell myself that you think I'm the hottest anyways." Luke said and Arya rolled her eyes, but allowed him to believe it anyways.