You wake up to the sound of the shower running, and Luke's phone vibrating like crazy on his bedside; rolling over to his side of the bed to silence it your eyes widen in confusion at the texts on his screen.
Calum - Is today the day you're going to prank Y/N?
Ashton - Mate, it'll be so funny. She's going to flip on you!
Michael - Make sure you record it!
Calum - Can the three of us come over to witness you telling her that you "cheated"?
Your eyebrows furrow at the texts as your sleepy brain begins to realize what your boyfriend was planning to do. The bathroom door opens, and you quickly put his phone back and roll back to your side of the bed. You yawn slightly as you sit up and stretch, watching your boyfriend as he gets dressed.
"Good morning, princess." He smiles.
"Good morning, handsome." You chirp.
He stretches his lean body scattered with droplets of water across the bed to press a gentle kiss against your lips before his phone goes off again. He grabs it and looks at the messages on his lock screen. You smirk knowingly as he bites his lip with a slight nervousness.
"Did-uh did you read these at all, babe?" He asks, scratching the back of his neck nervously.
"Nope. I woke up when you came out." You smile innocently.
He nods his head in response, typing out a quick reply to the boys, and sitting down on the bed beside you.
"Have I told you lately how much I love you?" He asks, rubbing his thumb over the top of your hand soothingly.
"Not today." You tease.
"Well, I do. I love you so much." He mumbles before nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. His phone begins to go off again, and he groans before grabbing it and reading the messages. "Is it cool if the boys come over today?"
"Of course, baby. You know I love them. But, they have to leave by at least 9 tonight, because I want some just you and me time." You whisper suggestively in his ear before gently biting his earlobe, smirking as you see him shiver.
"O-okay." He stutters.
"I guess I should go get presentable, and pick up some food before they get here." You swing your legs over the side of the bed before Luke pulls you back against his chest.
"I really, really love you." He mumbles against the top of your head.
You giggle slightly and tap his arm, quietly asking to get away. "I love you too, Lu, but I need to go or else Michael will eat the potpourri again."
Luke chuckles at the memory before kissing your head once again, releasing you from his grip. You take one last look at him before closing the bathroom door, smirking inwardly as you can see the guilt already slumping his shoulders.
You hum quietly to yourself as you work in the kitchen, making a simple Italian dish for the boys before you hear Luke call you.
"Baby, can you come out here a minute?"
"I'm trying to make some food for you guys! I'm seriously worried Mikey is going to eat the potpourri again!"
"THAT WAS ONE TIME, Y/N!" Michael defends.
"One time too many!" You tease as you saunter into the living room. "What do you need, Luke? I'm tryi-"
"This will only take a minute." He interrupts.
"Alright." You huff before plopping down in his lap, looking at him tentatively. "Speak."
Luke shoots the boys a nervous glance, only to be met with encouraging smiles, before he turns his attention back to you. You smile sweetly at him, encouraging him to talk to you, which only sends a pang to his chest from what he's about to do. He swallows the lump in his throat before opening his mouth and closing it multiple times, struggling to find his voice.
"You have to tell her, mate." Calum comments.
Luke narrows his eyes at the boy, his attention being pulled back to you as you rest your hands on his cheeks, gently rubbing his jawline to soothe him.
"It's okay, baby. Just talk to me." You coo softly.
"Y/N, I-uh-I cheated on you." He confesses quickly.
"You what?" You whisper.
"I'm so sorry, princess! I love you so much!"
You jump up from his lap, and pace around the living room with your face buried in your hands. Luke bites his lip as he hears you begin to sob, and he immediately regrets the whole prank. Why did he ever think it'd be a good idea, when he absolutely hates seeing you in any sort of pain?
You turn to the boys, spotting Michael holding his phone at an awkward angle as he records the events occurring. You fight back a smile as you begin the most dramatic acting you've ever done in your life.
"Baby, I'm so sorry! She meant nothing to me! I promise I love you and only yo-"
"I cheated too." You mumble.
"Wh-what?" He chokes.
You look up from your hands to see a horrified look on his now ghastly white face.
"It was when your plane was late, and I was already at the hotel in Sydney, and I ended up roaming around the hotel, because I was so sad you weren't coming, and I just met this guy and the next thing I knew he was in our hotel room and in the bed an-"
"STOP! STOP STOP STOP STOP! I CAN'T LISTEN TO THIS!" He roars, covering his ears with his hands.
"Lu, please listen. There's more, an-"
"What more could there be?! You slept with someone else!" He barks, towering over your small figure.
You raise your hands to his clenched jaw and rub gently. Luke flinches at the feel of your soft skin against his scruff. He can't stop imagining those delicate fingers touching another man the way you should only touch him. He can't stop imagining another man touching you, kissing those lips Luke had grown to memorize and crave, your trembling body underneath someone else as you share in such an intimate interaction. You rub his jawline trying to regain his attention.
"I-I'm pregnant." You mumble.
You hear the three boys on the couch gasp, and Luke's face goes even paler than you ever imagined possible. He sits down on the couch and stares down at his hands.
"Y-you're pregnant with someone else's baby?" He croaks, tears streaming down his face.
"No." You smile innocently.
His head whips up at the playful tone of your voice. "What? Y/N, you just said th-"
"I know what I said, Luke." You turn your attention towards Michael's phone and smile and wave into the camera. "Looks like acting camp ended up paying off!" You give a quick thumbs up before Luke grabs your arm and pulls you towards him.
"What are you talking about?!"
"I saw your texts this morning, plus I saw Michael recording earlier. Did you really think I'd let you play me like that, Lu?" You giggle as he looks at you in disbelief, the boys mirroring his reaction.
"That was cruel, Y/N." Calum mumbles.
"You literally told Luke to prank me by saying he cheated!"
"Yeah, but you really ran with it." Michael adds.
"You guys have to admit that she out pranked us all." Ashton mutters.
You open your mouth to speak only to be cut off by Luke muttering as he stomps up the stairs to your shared bedroom, slamming the door loudly. You turn to the boys and shrug.
"I think you guys should leave. I have an angry boyfriend to tend to."
The boys mutter their goodbyes as they quickly file out. You slowly walk upstairs, knocking gently on the door before entering. Luke pays no attention to you as you lay down beside his shaking body.
"I'm sorry. I just wanted to get you back for trying to prank me. I literally did the same thing to you that you did to me." You mumble, playing with the rings on your fingers nervously.
"It's different." He mutters into his pillow.
"How is it different, Lu?"
"Because Y/N! Look at you and then look at me! You're so amazing and beautiful, and I'm just Luke. The possibility of me cheating on you is nonexistent, but you-you could do so much better." He croaks before sobbing into his pillow.
"Oh Lu." You lift his arm, gently cuddling up to his side, grabbing his chin to turn his attention towards you. "Listen to me, baby. I'm so unbelievably lucky to have you, okay? I would never cheat on you. I can't believe you'd actually think that." You lift your hand to wipe the tears escaping your eyes only to be stopped by Luke's calloused fingers. He gently wipes your tears away with the pads of his thumbs, slowly tracing your features with his thumbs as a small smile forms on his lips.
"How did I get so lucky?" He asks, his face full of adoration for you.
"I ask myself that every day." You smile as his thumb brushes across your lips.
"I'm sorry I overreacted." He mumbles sheepishly.
"I'm sorry I threw in a pregnancy to my prank. You know I'd never do that to you. You're the one for me."
Luke leans forward, pressing his forehead against yours, slowly trapping your lips with his. He runs his tongue across your bottom lip silently asking for entrance, you slightly part your lips allowing him access as he deepens the kiss, his tongue moving against yours until you're both pulling away panting for breath.
"It's 9 o'clock." He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.
You laugh before straddling his hips, leaning down so your lips just barely brush against his.
"Just be quiet and kiss me again, Hemmings."
