(y/n/n means your nick name)
"Michael! I can't believe you just shot me I'm supposed to be on your team!"
You laugh so hard your sides ache, shoving the red haired boy hard with your shoulder as Ashton and Calum mock you from the other side of the room. Luke is sitting quietly on the floor with his hands in his lap.
"I told you not to get in my way, y/n/n!"
He defends himself and shoves you back with a smirk. You fall backwards on the cushion, pulling your best friend with you.
"Fine, let's go one on one. I'll beat your ass, Clifford."
"You're on, y/l/n. I've been training for this battle my whole life."
He snickers, making you laugh. You regain your position and restart the game. Right before Michael presses start, you notice Luke stand up and sulk quietly to the kitchen.
"Luke? Where you going, babe?"
"Yeah babe, aren't you going to stay to watch me win?"
Michael jokes; Ashton giggles in response.
"Nah, I'm just- I'm going to get a beer."
The moment he speaks you know somethings up, the usual cheeriness in his voice now shy and uncertain. He turns his back to the four of you with a sigh.
"Mikey, don't start yet okay? I'm gonna see what's up."
He nods, setting the controller down with a gentle smile.
You trail after you're towering boyfriend, stepping off of the carpet on to the tile. He bends down to open the fridge and pulls out an open brown bottle. You hold your hands on his waist before he straightens up again. Another sigh leaves his lips and you become unsure about your hand placement.
"What's wrong?"
He shakes his head and turns around, not meeting your questioning eyes.
"Please tell me Lukey. I'm not letting you go until you do."
The boy's shoulders shrug and he sips from his drink. You pout, trying desperately to get him to look at you.
"I don't- nothing's wrong, really."
A fake smile appears on his face. You shake your head and hug him tightly.
"Not letting you go until you tell me."
He grunts in your embrace. You tuck you cheeks into his chest and breathe him in. His chin rests on your head and he sighs once again, speaking quietly.
"He makes you laugh a lot."
You pull back a little, furrowing your eyebrows and meeting his blue eyes.
"Who-"
"Mikey."
He huffs. You watch his face, still throughly confused.
"Are you jealous?"
His expression goes blank and he forces a chuckle, seemingly denying your accusation. Although his nervous lip-ring biting tells you other wise. You tilt your head at him with a smirk.
"Okay, maybe a little."
You roll your eyes and press a kiss to his lips, eventually causing him to smile warmly. He always gets jealous and he knows how pointless it is, since you've never had those feelings for anyone but him. Especially not any of those idiots.
"That's stupid. I love you and only you."
He hugs you again quickly, taking your hand and leading you back to the living room to the boys.
"I know. I love you too."
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a/n: im not a luke girl so i need inspiration to write about him....if you want more luke give me ideas :D
~ab
