One direction/ 5 seconds of summer one-shots

Behind the spotlight- Luke Hemmings

The relentless glare of the spotlight bore down on Luke Hemmings, casting harsh shadows across his weary face. He stood amidst the chaos of flashing cameras and screaming fans, his heart heavy with the weight of a secret he could no longer bear to hide.

It all began with a whispered conversation in a dimly lit boardroom, where faceless executives plotted the course of his life without his consent. They spoke of branding and image, of marketability and profit margins, as if he were nothing more than a product to be packaged and sold to the highest bidder.

And so, Luke found himself thrust into a whirlwind romance with Emma, a fellow celebrity chosen to be his perfect match in the eyes of the public. Their every interaction was meticulously scripted, their every smile carefully choreographed for maximum impact. But behind closed doors, their relationship was nothing more than a facade, a hollow shell devoid of warmth or affection.

Emma, with her icy demeanor and cutting remarks, made no effort to conceal her disdain for Luke. She belittled him in front of their management team, mocked him in private, and made him feel small and insignificant at every turn. But despite her cruelty, Luke felt obligated to play the part of the doting boyfriend, lest he face the wrath of their manipulative handlers.

At first, Luke tried to convince himself that it was all part of the job, that he was simply playing a role like any other actor in Hollywood. But as the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, the charade began to wear him down, chipping away at his soul until there was nothing left but a hollow shell of the man he used to be.

He longed to break free from the suffocating confines of his PR relationship, to reclaim his autonomy and live life on his own terms. But every time he tried to muster up the courage to end things with Emma, their management team intervened, reminding him of the contractual obligations that bound him to her side.

Frustration and anger boiled beneath the surface, threatening to consume him whole. He lashed out at his bandmates, blaming them for his predicament, for not understanding the immense pressure he was under. He accused them of being indifferent to his struggles, of prioritizing their own desires over his well-being.

But perhaps the breaking point came when Luke confronted their manager, demanding to be released from the suffocating grip of the PR relationship. Their manager, a shrewd and calculating figure, refused to budge, insisting that Luke fulfill his contractual obligations at any cost.

In a fit of rage and desperation, Luke declared that he was quitting the band, storming out of the room with tears of frustration and anger in his eyes. He stumbled through the streets, his mind clouded by a haze of alcohol and regret, seeking solace in the oblivion of drunkenness.

But his moment of respite was short-lived, for he soon found himself surrounded by a swarm of adoring fans, their faces twisted into grotesque masks of adoration and obsession. Panic surged through Luke's veins as he struggled to catch his breath, the walls closing in around him like a vise.

He felt himself slipping into the grip of a full-blown panic attack, his chest tightening with each labored breath, his vision blurring at the edges. But just when he thought he couldn't bear it any longer, a familiar voice cut through the chaos like a beacon of light in the darkness.

It was his bandmates, racing to his side with concern etched on their faces, their hands reaching out to steady him and guide him to safety. They enveloped him in a cocoon of love and understanding, their presence a soothing balm to his frayed nerves.

Together, they convinced their management team to let Luke end the toxic PR relationship once and for all, to give him the freedom he so desperately craved. And though Emma was livid at the news, spreading vicious rumors online in retaliation, Luke found solace in the knowledge that he was finally free to live life on his own terms, no longer bound by the suffocating weight of expectations and deceit.