Seduce the Stylist (LUKE HEMMINGS) - 5SOS WATTY AWARDS 2013

Chapter 10

CHARLIE'S POV

For the boy's second show I had decided to stay backstage after I had helped them choose their clothes for the concert. From what I was reading on Twitter, I was receiving positive feedback from the boys styles! Turns out I fit perfectly as the boys stylist because according to the 5SOS fam, I had similar style! There were even some comments about Luke's pants not even close to being tight enough. Um perverted much? Either way though I was pleased that I was being recognized as a success.

I could hear from a distance that the boys were on their second last song which meant I had approximately 10 minutes of quiet time left. I looked down at what I was wearing, a flowing pair of black shorts and a 5 Seconds of Summer T-Shirt. It's official, I'm apart of the 5SOSFam. I laughed quietly to myself before walking into the bathroom. I brushed my dark brown hair off my face but chose to leave it down for tonight. I also applied some more eyeliner to my eyes. I was going a lot bolder than what I would usually wear. I couldn't decide whether my choice to be a little more out there was because of Luke or due to the fact that I was now receiving more attention and I wanted to impress...

I learnt up against the bathroom counter and sighed to myself. I couldn't help but wonder if going out with just Luke meant that we were on a date. He said himself that he wanted to be friends with me...just friends...but at the same time he wanted to become closer to me? Was this just an after concert hang out? The smile from earlier was slowly beginning to fall off my face the more I pondered on tonight.

"Charlie? Are you in here?" A voice called from behind the bathroom door.

"Yeah!" I yelled back, "I'll be out in about it a minute." I could here heavy footsteps and soon the sound of loud and rowdy voices filled the once silent dressing room. I quickly checked that I looked presentable before walking out into the dressing room. Ashton and Michael were raiding the mini fridge for drinks and snacks whilst Calum channel surfed and Luke searched through the racks of clothes. I walked up behind him and placed a hand on his arm.

"Need any help?" I asked him. He turned to look at me and gave me a smile in return that covered his entire face.

"Yeah that'd be good actually. I'm gonna change out of these sweaty clothes. Which one should I wear tonight?" he asked holding up a black Nirvana shirt and a plain black ripped tee, similar to the one I had chosen for Calum earlier today.

"Hmmm the black Nirvana one suits you better I think." I replied pointing to the shirt in his right hand.

"That one it is!" he replied taking off his sweaty shirt and walking over to the bathroom. My eyes followed his shirtless figure as I looked at the muscles on his back. I could feel my cheeks starting to heat up but I couldn't bring myself to look away. I could see from the bathroom he was spraying himself with deodorant before slowly putting his shirt back on. I continued to stare. Someone coughed from behind me. I looked to see Ashton looking at me disappointedly whilst Michael and Calum were trying to hold back laughter but also managing to look uncomfortable in this situation. I was put out of my embarrassment by Luke walking back into the dressing room.

"Ready to go?" he asked me looking over at the others, Michael no longer paying attention whilst Ashton glared at Luke. I pulled my gaze away from the boys and faced Luke.

"Yeah where are we going?" I asked. Luke gave the boys one fleeting look, noticing Ashton was now listening intently to our conversation.

"It's a surprise." He replied as he walked out the door with one last glare fixated towards Ashton.

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ASHTON'S POV.

That little shit did that on purpose. He knew that Charlie thought he was at least somewhat attractive so he decides to go ahead and just undress himself in front of her! Just the sight of her staring at him shirtless nearly ruined me. I could feel my blood boil at the smirk playing on Luke's lips cause he knew what he was doing. I furiously tapped my foot on the ground as I tried to control my anger. I couldn't any longer. I stood up and went to leave the room.