5SOS MOVIE ONE SHOTS

Love, Dani // (Dani and Luke part 1)

/2 years before/

"God Luke, stop being such a fucking baby, " she whined as she dragged me into the bar we probably won't get into.

"I'm not being a baby. I'm just being cautious. We're 16 and if my memory serves me right, according to Australia's law, we are not legal enough to go to a bar," I explained as I let her grab my arm. She stopped walking and turned towards me. Here goes another i-will-always-win-this-argument-so-stop-fucking-trying speech.

"Oh fuck the prime minister, and fuck the laws. None of those would give me a good time. Come on, Luke. We're in senior year this is like the only time we'll ever get to have fun as teenagers. Next thing you know, I'm getting fat and pregnant and boring," she argued.

"Fine," I gave in. "But for the record, being pregnant doesn't mean you have to be boring. I mean, you'll give birth to another life. How cool is that?"

"Whatever it still scares me how babies can come out of a fucking vagina," she said as she continued to grab me into a neon-lighted hall with loud electropop music blaring from all directions.

She has always been the one to win over our arguments. She has that kind of effect on people. Or maybe she doesn't. Maybe she just have that kind of effect on me. Either way, I still let her because she is the kind of trouble I would always love to get into.

/5 years before/

"Luke stop being such a baby," she whined as she pushed me further into the hall.

"Easy for you to say. You're not the one who will be embarassed in front of our whole school," I grunted, trying to pry off her hands from my arm. She refuses to let go of it until we are near the back stage. I can hear one of our teachers introducing another guy to sing for the talent show.

Usually, I wouldn't let myself participate in this kind of school stuff. I am too shy to even talk in front of the class, I don't think I could handle performing in front of my entire school.

"But you promised me. You promised me on my twelfth birthday that you'll sing on the talent show. Come on, Luke. Liz even bought you a new guitar for this!" She pouted.

"But, Dani, I don't even sing that well. What if they don't like me? What if they kick me out of school because I suck? What if my parents disown me for disappointing them? What if I, I uh-" I anxiously rambled. I honestly don't know what to do. I know I promised Dani that I would sing during our school's talent show but that was so I could convince her to play video games with me. Aren't promises meant to be broken? At least that's what I've heard.

I hear my best friend let out a loud sigh. "Listen to me," she started as she grabbed my hand. "Remember that time you stole Jack's guitar so you could play me a song you just started to learn playing?" She asked. I nodded. I remembered that day clearly. Jack was so mad at me that he even started calling me Lucifer. He never let that nickname die down.

"Just think about it this way: you are not playing for them. When you get up there, don't look at Mrs. Moorhouse. Don't look at your parents. Just look at me. Just imagine it like that day when you first played in front of me back in your room. I will always be wherever you are. Just know that every time you have to play in front of people, you'll always have one fan," she smiled, showing her crooked teeth.

I don't know how she did it but what she said made my self-esteem rise up to the roof. I feel like I'm superman, ready to fight a thousand villains.

I hear our teacher announce my name and a couple of claps from the audience. I took a last glance at my best friend, who was still smiling at me, and smiled back at her. My number one fan.