Luke Hemmings Imagines

Halloween

This is going to be dumb af im sorry. BUT 3.5K READS WTF GUYS WHERED YOU COME FROM. Comment your Twitter name and I'll follow you because yall are cool.
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Halloween. Your favorite time of the year. Not because of the parties or candy, but because of the costumes. Normally you would do something very cheesy, one year you were a French kiss and dressed up as the French version of a Kiss member. However this year was different, you were going to be clever.

You were invited to one of your friends house and you heard there were going to be many famous/ well known people in attendance, most of them famous musicians. You decided to put a little twist on your costume to mock them. You were going to dress as a groupie.

You personally hated bands that slept with a girl every other night and you thought it was absolutely unnecessary and quite disgusting. The girls obviously had no respect for themselves as the guys just took advantage of them because of their fame. Yeah it could also be vice versa, but you don't really hear about those as often.

Anyways, how great was this going to be? If a band member were to come up and ask you what you were and you answered "I'm a groupie". You can't even imagine what they would say next, that was the exciting part. You would be playing with their minds and they'd fall right into your trap.

After dressing in very little clothing, overdoing your makeup, and smoothing out your hair, you head on your way to the party.

You know you've arrived when you see cars lined up and down the street. Apparently everybody in Sydney was invited to this party.

You get out of the car and make your way inside where you hear music shaking the walls of the house. There are many girls dressed just as slutty as you, but they were mostly cats or rabbits.

You hated when girls dressed like that. Like what the fuck. That's the most basic thing you can do.

You walk around for a little bit, trying to find somebody you know. Unable to maneuver very far, you decide to just go into the kitchen and grab a drink.

As you lean against the counter you can feel somebody slide next to you, setting their drink down. You look up to see a boy dressed as Luke Skywalker.

"Hey. Mind if I set my light saber here?" He jokes.

"Depends. Is it real?" You laugh.

"It's about as real as this alcohol. What is this? It tastes like absolute shit" he says making a face.

"I'm not sure. But once the night goes on Im sure it will begin to taste better."

He makes a disgusting face and then tilts his head back, downing the rest of the beverage.

"I'm Luke by the way"

"I know, I've seen Star Wars"

"No I mean like my real name is Luke. Like Luke Hemmings from the band 5sos"

Wow it looks like your outfit attracts the band member already.

"Oh cool, I'm y/n"

"What are you supposed to be?"

You begin to laugh. And he looks at you confused.

"I'm a groupie"

"Oh really?" He says sliding a little bit closer.

"That's what I just said" you say, not moving and looking back down at your drink, rolling your eyes. Typical guy.

"Want to go dance or something"

"Nah I'm not really a dancer."

"Well what are you here for then?"

"Free booze and new friends duh" you say, taking another swig from your cup.

"Want to go upstairs?"

"If you're implying having sex, no. I hope you do realize that I am just dressed as a groupie. I am not actually one. And I refuse to sleep around with a random band member. I have respect for myself."

"Ohh I get it now. So I'm guessing no matter how drunk you get you're still going to say no?"

"What the hell why would you even ask that? You're basically saying you'd take advantage of me. You prick."

You say and begin to walk away to fill up your cup. He begins to laugh and grabs your arm.

"I'm not serious I'm kidding relax. I know your not a real groupie I could tell the minute I started talking to you. I don't even like to do that kind of stuff, I'm not THAT kind of band member."

"For some reason I highly doubt that. You are so bullshitting me"

"Swear to god I'm not." He says holding up his hands. "My mom comes on tour with us anyways.

You giggle. "Okay you probably should have left that part out."

"Yeah probably." He shrugs nonchalantly. "Why did you choose to be a groupie anyways?"

"It was supposed to be clever. I knew there were going to be a lot of famous musicians so like I wanted to mess with one of them when they asked me what I was. Unfortunately I had to settle for you and you aren't as fun anymore."

"Ohh a clever one. I am plenty fun by the way." He says crossing his hands over his chest.

"Yeah, you and your light saber are the life of the party."

He grabs it off of the counter and flips it open, "don't you dare make fun of it." He threatens while pointing it at you.

"Ohh I'm so scared of you and your piece of plastic" you joke.

"That's it" he says and begins to chase you around the house.

Everyone else was getting very intoxicated and very sexual on the dance floor while you and your new friend chased each other around like little kids. Eventually you both got tired and just sat down in a semi quiet room and got to know each other.

Maybe some band members weren't so bad after all.

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IM SORRU I JUST HAD TO ERITE SOMETNGIF BECAUSE I HAVENT IN FOREVER. THIS IS SO SHITTY AND THERES NO DETAILS OR ANYTHING. IM SORRY.