to say luke was nervous was an understatement, he did a good job to hide his secret fear of flying, but mixed with the indescribable emotions of meeting his internet friends, coming clean to them and meeting whoever the fuck maikeru is, he was metaphorically shitting himself. and he hadnt even left the apartment in new york. nev knocked on his bedroom door before walking in with max in tow, holding his hand held camera.
"you ready to head to LA luke?" nev asked
luke exhaled heavily and then nodded "yeah, im ready"
nev turned to face max's camera "to the airport!"
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[a/n: yO this is the fast forward bit so AGAIN if you dont know what it is watch the fucking show ((that sounds rude im sorry im very passionate about nev and max my tiny sons {what am i saying theyre old enough to be my fathers}))]
luke, nev and max walked out of the apartment, their bags trailing behind them while the camera crew filmed them with a small-ish handheld camera so they could fit into the elevator with the three.
when they reached the underground car park they got out and headed toward the car, ashton already in the drivers seat to take them to the airport. luke kindly loaded their bags into the boot and clambered into the front seat as gracefully as his lanky stature would allow him. nev chuckled at the boy, his face ending up in ashtons crotch. luke blushed profusely.
ashton sped out of the garage and onto the surprisingly empty new york streets, he drove around the city until they reached the freeway and followed the directions to the airport. the curly haired boy pulled up outside of the departures gates, thankful no fans knew luke was flying to los angeles, let alone with the creators of catfish, he wasnt ashamed, he wanted it to be a surprise, he wanted the full story from maikeru before fans jumped to conclusions.
ashton bid the trio farewell, hugging luke for far too long, but he was fond of the younger lad, he wanted the best for him. they quickly bustled inside and tried to stay close inside of the busy airport, once they found the correct check-in area and checked in their large bags, they headed for customs. nev and max quickly got through but had to wait around for luke to get through, because he was fucking australian and for some reason, looked like he was smuggling cocaine in his anal cavity, the duo found lukes situation rather funny, but the 6ft australian boy thought otherwise.
he was extremely grumpy until nev gave him a can of arizona tea with shaquille o'neal's face on it as a surprise on the plane, causing luke to smile bashfully at the older man and hug him.
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"were about to take off now" nev said, looking at max's camera
"are you nervous, luke?" max asked, startling luke
"uh kinda? i mean like, uh, the girls will be shocked like 'oh shit im best friends with luke fucking hemmings omg' i dont want them to only like me because im me, but im glad they know me as liam too" he explained, gnawing in his bottom lip anxiously.
the plane started moving, jolting luke out of his trance. it slowly moved onto the runway, preparing for take off.
max leant over luke, holding the camera to show the plane leave the safety of the earth, and ascend into the clouds, all of lukes worries being jumbled in his head, wondering who maikeru was.
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catfish - muke
Fanfictionthe one in which lukes famous and enlists nev and max to help meet the girl he had been talking to on his fan account for three years.
