r u mine ? - a Luke Hemmings fanfic

chapter 4

I follow Luke, and find him standing outside staring up at the sky. He has his hands in his pockets and his hair has started to seperate from his quif, spreading across his forhead. The sun has started to set, and a cold breeze rustles the trees and bushes. The wind pickes some litter up: tossing it to the other side of the street. "Luke?" 

"I didn't know you followed me...but hi."  

He sounded sad, not angry or frustrated... just sad. He looks beautiful too. A sad, crooked smile has creept onto his face, and I can't help but blush when thinking about kissing it. "Why'd you run away? Couldn't stand all the attention huh?" I whisper, taking a step forward to where he's standing. He looks away from the polluted London sky, and looks down at me. "Yeah, I think you and Izzy were amazing and actually deserved that trophy just as much as us." I start to smile, as he continues talking. "We have a bigger fanbase compared to you, so of course we would get more votes. I just think it was a little unfair." I look across the street at a couple kissing in an allyway, then back at Luke. "Thanks, you were great though so don't feel guilty. How you finding London anyway? I'm guessing it's very different compared to Australia?" He laughs, and runs a hand through his messy hair. "Yeah very different. But we've been writting here for a few months now, and we're not going back until summer. I guess i'm used to it by now." I kick a coke can and turn towards him. "You seem cool, well you and your band mates. We should hang out more... I mean with your friends as well... not just you and me cause that would be... y'know?" After I say it, I want to physically kick myself. I can't even ask a guy out without making a fool of myself. I start to blush, and Luke pulls a confused face. "Why would it be weird?" He asks, and I look down at the ground. "Well it wouldn't be weird. I mean, do you want to hang out... just the two of us?" He laughs at me and steps closer. "Yeah, it'd be cool. Also, you look ridiculously cute right now; you realise your blushing?" I cover my face with my hands, but he just pulls them away. "Ha, thanks for telling me." I say sarcastically, and then we just stand there- The distant noise of traffic rising up around us, and my heart beating in my ears. 

Luke and I soon go back to the dressing rooms to find everyone still there. Ashton and Izzy are standing in a corner talking in whispered voices and Alex, Calum and Michael are playing video games. I stop at the door and look up at Luke. "What are we doing tonight? I thought we were all hanging out." I gesture to the way everyone is hanging out in small groups. He looks around the room, before looking back at me. "Well looks like everyone is hanging out. We could go do something- go to the Tate Modern, crash a party or travel back to our London house. Ha, the 'Lad pad' as Calum says." Luke says grinning. "I mean crashing a party sounds tempting, but I somehow need to make my way home tomorrow and I need to be alcahol free and able to think rationally." He laughs at me and takes me hand. I nearly jump at his touch, but style it out. I can feel him smiling as he leads us out of the dressing room, and out of the venue. "Lets go back to mine then. Well i'm guessing the others won't be back for a while?" Luke says tugging a beanie onto his head, still holding my hand may I add. "Ok." I reply. 

Luke leads me through the, now dark, streets of London, and for the entire time he holds my hand. I get a few glances from different girls, who i'm guessing are fans of 5sos, but I ignore them. He tells me about Australia, his old school and what he likes to do in his spare time (apart from music.) He tells me about his friends and about the time he farted infront of the whole school in assembly. I tell him about my hobbies, likes and dislikes. I tell him about my life, and for the whole time he listens. He takes it in and laughs when he's supposed to and hugs me when I need him to.

When we arrive at the house which the boys are supposdley staying in, I take out my phone and enter my group chat with Izzy and Alex. 

Dw x still with Luke, we've gone back to his place :)

I send the text and put my phone back into my pocket. I jump up and down trying to get warm, while Luke gets his keys out. After about a mineute of wrestling it into the lock, he opens the door. "Welcome to the lad pad!" He says, and steps inside. 5sos weren't staying in a fancy house that you'd expect most bands to be staying in. They were living in a normal town, in a small two-floor house. I guess they're not that big yet, but it's nice to know that they're still quite down to earth.

"Nice place you've got here." I say, and I laugh at some poloroids of the boys that they had cleverly hung  on the wall. I point to a picture of Luke pulling a pouting face, and try to copy it. He just tugs me away from the photo, laughing. "That, you were not supposed to see!" He shouts, pulling me into the kitchen. I can't stop laughing. I only stop, when Luke grabs my waist and lifts me onto the kitchen worktop. I try not to breathe as he stares me in the face.

"So, you hungry?" He asks, and suddenly runs to the fridge. "Wait, close your eyes... I want you to taste this, but it has to be a surprsise." I laugh, roll my eyes but do as i'm told. I can hear rustling as he gets somthing out of the fridge and then walks over to me. I can hear his breath on my face, and can sense that he's probably grinning right now. I feel his fingers part my mouth, and then feel a cold spoon slip into it. I open my eyes.

"Wow." I say, swirling the chocolate mouse around my mouth. 'God, this stuff is amazing... where'd you get it from?" He laughs, and spoons himself some. "Calum made it. It's like his secrate talent." I laugh and stare at Luke. He looks so hot right now. Even though his hair is a mess and he has chocolate around his mouth... I really want to kiss him. He stares up at me and smiles. "I like you a lot Grace. Your crazy talented, a bit weird and very cute."  He says, and before I can reply, he reaches up and kisses me. I'm surprised but go with it. I've been wanting this all night. I can't beleive it... he's a good kisser as well. Far better than any of the boys i've kissed in the past. He tastes of chocolate,  smells like London and his hair is soft in my hand.

His arms reach up to loop around my waist and slowly, he pulls away. He lifts me up off of the worktop and sets me down on the ground. "You know what?" I ask Luke "I like you a lot too." He laughs and kisses me again.