Janoskians, 5sos and 1D imagines

L.R.H

I had never seen Luke perform with that much energy. He was jumping in stage, contorting his face as he sung with power and kept calling the crowd so that they'd scream at the top of their lungs. I didn't know if we were okay, I didn't know if he was mad at me still; but I knew that I loved him with everything I had, and that I didn't want to waste a single minute spent with him.
A knot appeared in the pit of my stomach as they got off stage before the 'encore'. I didn't look away from Luke, and my heart felt really heavy in my chest as he passed by me without even glancing at me.

I didn't say anything, I didn't want to start something when I knew he'd be gone again in a few seconds. He went back up and it felt as if he had drunk seven coffees during the two minutes he'd been backstage. He gave his all for two more songs before thanking everyone and running straight to his own dressing room.
I took a deep breath as I made my way over to the door he had just slammed. I bit down on my bottom lip before shyly knocking on the hard and cold material.
"Yeah?" I heard him call.
"Luke, it's me, can I come in?" I asked.
"Yeah," he replied as I wondered what I would have done if he had said 'no'.
His back was to me and I saw him rub a towel against the back of his neck as I came in.
"You were really good; I mean, you always are, but you seemed to have a lot of energy tonight... It was great," I said as I didn't really know how to start.
"I was trying to impress you," he replied so quietly that I wasn't sure I heard him right.
"What? You were trying to impress me? Why?"
"I wanted you to be proud that you were with me," he said, still not turning around.
That was the thing with Luke. He acted all tough and insensitive sometimes, but the truth was no matter how hard he tried to hide and deny them, his insecurities were never too deep under the surface.
I took three steps toward him and he jumped in surprise as I wrapped both arms around his torso and pressed my cheek against his wet shirt.
"I love you, just because I'm texting another boy doesn't mean I love you any less. I don't  want to be with anyone else, and to be honest that has only little to do with who you are on stage; I love who you are when you're backstage with your friends, home with your family, or on vacation with me... and I'm always the proudest when I get to see you perform, no matter what."
I felt him breathe deeply as my heart started to pound in my chest. He dropped the towel and placed his hands on top of mine before lacing his fingers with mine.

"I feel so stupid," he murmured before turning around so that he was finally facing me.

I smiled at him, and placed both my hands around his neck, before getting on my tiptoes to place my lips on top of his.
"I'm sweaty," he murmured against them.
"And you're as hot as you've ever been," I added and I felt him smile against me as he just ran his hands through my hair and kept his lips on mine for minutes.