Luke Hemmings Imagines

He's your superhero (part 2)

I slowly walked up to Luke's apartment, and hesitantly knocked on the door. It had been two days since Michael broke up with me, which means two days since I said all of that horrible stuff to Luke.

He opened the door, and looked down at me. "Did you come to get all of the stuff you left here? I have it in a drawer. I can-" he started but I cut him off.

"Luke. I came to apologize." I said, and he laughed a little. "For what? Telling me the truth about how you felt towards me? Don't apologize." He said, and walked further into his apartment.

Luke laid back on his couch which he probably had been doing for the last two days considering the mess of blankets and food surrounding it. He laid with a pillow cuddled into his chest as his red brimmed eyes focused on the tv.

"Hey Luke?" I asked, but he didn't look at me.

I've never seen Luke so...sad. He's always picking out the bright side and laughing, and now, he's just sad.

"I miss you." I said, and sat on the opposite couch. "Yeah right." He mumbled, and turned to face the back of the couch.

"I shouldn't have said that stuff. I was just upset because Michael broke up with me and you kept talking about him, and I just got mad." I said, and rested my head in my hand.

"I forgive you." He whispered, and I smiled a little.

"So? It's okay?" I asked, but he didn't turn around. "No it's not okay. If I tell you it's okay that means it's okay to do it again. I just forgive you for saying those things." He said, and I nodded.

I walked over to him, and kicked off my shoes. I crawled on the couch behind him and held onto his waist. He turned around in my arms and looked at me with sadness in his eyes. "You're still my superhero." I said, and he smiled, but it quickly faded. He laid his head down on my shoulder. I heard a sniffle, and my shoulder felt wet.

"Luke? Tell me what's wrong." I said quietly, and ran my hand through his hair. I've never seen Luke upset before, and I felt guilty because I know I am the reason why.

"In the movies, what happens when the superhero...needs a superhero?" He said, and I cooed at how adorable yet pitiful that was. "Luke I'm here for you.." I whispered, and he buried his head in my neck.

"Besties for the resties again?" He asked, and I smiled.

"Besties for the resties." I repeated as he held onto my waist.