The best years

16

Luke's pov

Holy fuck.

Who gave her that dress?
I don't know if I need to give them a raise or fire them. She looks incredible but my heart hurts knowing I'm not going to be the only one to see how sexy she is.

I swear to fucking god I'm such a creep. I have a hard on for a girl six years younger than me.

I'm so conflicted, I'm angry I didn't kiss her just then, but I'm also angry that I'm even thinking about kissing someone so pure. I am not pure.

I can't help but be left in a trance as the crew take her to stage, her long legs speed walking down the hallways in those stupid sexy high heels and that stupid sexy lace dress.

I know I shouldn't watch her tonight. I've already caught feelings for her and I'm only setting myself up for heartbreak when she rejects me.

I hate my brain, I just keep looking at her neck and thinking how nice it would be for her to use my hand as a necklace.

I walk to the seats to watch her, desperately trying to hide the semi in my pants. There's no way I'm missing out on seeing her perform in that dress, it wouldn't be fair the audience gets to see it and I don't.

I reach the stands and the lights are already out, the arena going wild. The lights start to flash and the music starts.

"Our secret moments, in a darkened room
They got no idea, about me and you" she starts singing.

She is an absolute vision on stage, with the voice of an angel. She continues to sing the verse, pulling me in closer, my heart belongs to her.

I've been celibate for a couple years now. I think growing up in the spotlight, meant that I got out of control for a while, never time I'm with a girl I want it to matter. I haven't even had sexual feeling for anyone is years, but Jesus Christ I'm having them now.

She moans catching my attention again, me not realising it's a part of the song.
"Say my name and everything just stops,
I don't want you like a best friend.
Only bought this dress so you could take it off.
Take it off (ah ah ah)" she sings letting her body move to the music, how desperately I want my hands on her.

"Carve your name into my bed post,
I don't want you like a best friend" my breath hitches at this line, the once semi in my pants, completely hard by this stage.

I know I should leave and take care of myself but watching her is like sweet torture. She's so perfect and everything about her is beautiful. She's like watching an angel, everything she does is like a secret blessing.

I'm too old for her, too dirty for something as pure as her. The minx is playing with my heart like it's a puppet, tangling the strings as I only watch an appreciate her beauty from below.

Surely she knows what she's doing it me. Surely she knows that she's driving me and every other male in the room crazy right now. Just then I remember that other men have their eyes on my precious jewel and anger floods me. I am not a  very complicated man, I get angry, I'm impulsive and most of all possessive over what is mine. She isn't mine yet but she sure will be. That it is only if she isn't disgusted by me.

Lucy's Pov

I've finished my set, and I'm currently watching the boys set. They have finished their usual songs I think they are about to finish when they go to play another song.

I'm confused, they've done all the songs they usually do. Have they changed the set list?

"Tonight we are gonna play another song for you"  Calum says

The crowd screams.

"This one is by our old tour mate, Lucy one day I'll introduce you to him" Ashton says through the microphone.

I immediately realise they are going to sing a Harry styles song as I have professed my love for him to the boys many times. I put my arms in the air and make a love heart with my hands to the boys.  The crowd screams as they put two and two together.

Calum points at me and laughs at my reaction to the mention of Harry. Luke chuckles in the microphone, before his beautiful voice echoes through the room.

"You know when you meet a person who you know you shouldn't want, but you just can't get them out of your head? Yeah this song is about them. It makes me want to be Harry styles" he laughs

I giggle but I'm confused as to why he wants to Harry? Is it because Harry is handsome? Because so is Luke and Luke is tall too, and nice. I'm getting ahead of myself we only kissed once I can't like Luke like that, he thinks I'm a kid there is no way he can take me seriously.

"Nine in the morning,
man drops his kids off at school,
And he's thinking of you
Like all of us do"

I sway my hips to one of my favourite songs off his album, Luke's voice only makes it sweeter.

"She,
She lives in daydreams with me
She's the first one that I see
And I don't know why
I don't know who she is"

Jesus, this man. He's making direct eye contact with me as he signs. My cheeks are bright red.
Eventually they finish the gig and go off stage. I start walking back to my dressing room to grab a water before going to tell them how good it was.

Once I'm in my room, I grab my water and I'm about to grab my phone off the charger, since this dress does not have any pockets, when there is a knock at the door. Who is knocking at my door now?

I go to open the door and am greeted with a sweaty Luke. He looks glorious. Before I can say anything he walks into the room. I close the door behind him, very confused at this point.

"You did so we-" I start when Luke takes two strides towards me and now has me backed against the wall, what is with this guy and backing me against things?

"Can I kiss you?" He asks in a deep, out of breath voice. My heart stops for a second. I don't answer I only look down. He guides my head back up to make eye contact with him. His once lustful eyes now worried. He takes a step back, trying to give me space.

"Holy shit. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. I'm so sorry. I'm disgusted by myself right now. I'm so fuck-" he starts but I cut him off with a quick kiss.

His eyes connect with mine and he pulls me back in again to kiss me, not satisfied with the chaste one I applied just seconds before. I pull back.

"Why are you sorry?" I ask

"Because I'm gross" he says zoning out again and becoming grumpy Luke.

"You're not gross? Who told you you were gross?"

"Me."

"Why?"

"Because I'm old and your young. I'm spent while you're beautiful and pure"

"Am I too inexperienced?" I asked, not quite sure why he is angry with himself.

"What?! No! God no! I just didn't want to force you to do something you didn't want to do"

"I want to. I don't want to force you to do something you don't want to do"

"Oh baby, I don't know if I love or hate how much you don't realise how I'm wrapped around your finger" he says pushing me up against the wall again.

He hikes my hips up so that my legs wrap around his waist and next thing I know his lips are on mine.

The kiss is long and slow, his hands moving around my body. My hands move from around his neck up into his hair, he moans as I slightly tug at the hair at the base of this neck. His hands continue to roam my body and one that was on leg, holding me u, gropes my ass making me gasp. He takes this as an opportunity to gain access to my tongue.

Holy shit, if this is what making out is Like we have the do it more often.