YOUR POV
As I lay, tossing and turning not getting any sleep, I couldn't handle not seeing him any longer.
I pulled my phone off the bedside table and opened my messages.
Still nothing from him.
I sighed, as I pulled up Michael's name.
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I called a cab and as I waited Michael text me the name of the hotel.
I made a note of it in my phone, knowing I'd forget otherwise.
I sat on the sofa, and waited rather impatiently for the cab to arrive.
After 15 long ass minutes the cab pulled up and I raced out to it.
I jumped in and gave the cab driver the address.
I didn't even know what I was going to do when I got there.
But giving him that ass kicking I'd promised Michael sounded satisfying.
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The cab pulled up outside the hotel and I paid him, then climbed out.
I didn't wait, I just ran.
I ran inside.
I ran to the elevators.
I ran through the hallways once I was on his floor.
And once I was at his door, I froze.
The adrenaline was pumping within me but now I was stuck.
What did I do?
Did I text Michael as ask him to let me in?
Did I knock?
If I knocked would they hear?
What if they were asleep and I disturbed them?
They had a show tomorrow.
Was I being completely inconsiderate?
I huffed and kicked myself internally for overthinking things.
He'd hurt me and he deserved to be woken.
I didn't even care anymore.
I balled my hand up into a fist and thumped on the door.
"Luke! I know you're in there! Open this goddamn door!" I yelled.
I heard a few noises from inside, a few muttering voices and finally the door swung open.
Luke stood on the other side, dishevelled hair, and a pair of pj pants on.
His chest was bare.
I gulped as my eyes scanned his body.
His pants were hanging low at his waist, his v-line very visible.
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Imagines (5SOS and 1D)
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