New York is the place that never sleeps. Especially for luke a boy drowning in grief and boxing. Meets a broken girl who's trying to fix herself as well.
Boxer luke 🫶
Wagwannnn I bought clothes today. There kinda leng ngl I got uhhh a grey flannel cuz like very 2014 luke Stan LMFAO a Lacey white crop top and a belt KINDA LENGGGG. New look for life 🙄🙄 xx ANYWAYSSS IM POSTING MORE ON THIS STORY BECAUSE THE CALUM ONE IS SHITTTTT x _____________________________
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Car's outside ~ James Arthur "oh, darling, all of the city lights never shined as bright as your eyes"
Michael and Tessa eventually went home at around 1am. Now it was 2:48am. Nearly 3 you were close to finishing your shift and shutting down the bar.
Most people had finished there drink and gone home but one person stayed. Luke. There he sat with the same now luke warm beer in his hand. He looked around the old run down wooden place as I rushed around trying to hand people there drinks. His eyes only followed me around the room.
I wasn't complaining though. I could stare at him all day if I could. With his bright ocean blue eyes and his golden curly locks that hung down to shoulder length . He was gorgeous.
"You know I'm closing now" I informed him as I began putting empty chairs upside down on the tables.
"I know" he nodded his head. Before bringing the drink up to his lips. Pulling a face the drink was warm and unpleasant
"Why are you still here luke" I stated wiping down the counter surface with a wet cloth
"Cuz why not" he smirked pushing his glass towards you
"I've only just met you though" I said confused at how friendly he was acting.
Luke was like that rare feeling you got when you first meet someone and hit off immediately. Without a stop to conversation. He was laid back and rough on the outside. But on the inside he was friendly. So far.
"So"
"Sooooo" I mimic stretching out the 'o'
"Do you wanna come back to mine" he asked running a hand through his hair
"Isn't it a bit quick to ask someone that question when you've known them for about 4 hours" I stated the obvious while locking the glass door to the bar so no one could get in "I mean come on for all I know you could be kidnapping me. Your a boxer for starters your hot like that's red flags" I pointed out turning to look at him seeing the smirk increase on his face
"What" I ask confused walking back over towards the bar
"You think I'm hot" he repeated your words pulling his leather jacket closer to his body
"WHAT! NO?? I DONT KNOW? YES!?" I rambled hoping to confuse him and move on with the conversation topic
But secretly yes. Luke Hemmings is hot. Extremely hot.
"Don't worry I think your pretty hot to" he smirked down towards my boobs.
Men. Typical honestly. Cant help themselves can they.
