simply amazing // l.h

three

FFS i added videos to this before wattpad updated ughakjbwvjncavb

Just imagine 'Simply Amazing' by Trey Songz being played

I'll sort it out as soon as college stops being so busy

Loveyoubye:*

The plane landed with a loud thud, jolting Luke awake. He rubbed his eyes and wiped the dribble from his chin. Bridgette was still sound asleep on Luke, her legs resting over his and her arms cuddled close to her chest. Luke stroked her legs gently, watching her for a moment. When she slept she had a natural pout that Luke found hard to resist. He kissed her pouted lips softly, lifting her out of her slumber. She looked into Luke's eyes, a sleepy smile on her mouth.

'We've landed.' His raspy voice was music to her ears. She stretched up and stood from her position, the sound of her back clicking making her wince. Luke stood up too and reached at the overhead compartment to retrieve his and Bridgette's bags. Their fingers laced together as they stepped into the British airport. Bridgette hugged her jacket closer to her body, the temperature unknown to her Californian origin.

'Okay. Stick together please, boys. There's a lot of fans out there.' A member of security warns them. As they turned the corner the screams were heard. It was very overwhelming for Bridgette as it was her first occurance of a small area full with fans. Luke held onto her tighter, trying to manoeuvre through the crowds of teenage girls who were itching to get closer to them. Hands were grabbing Bridgette from left right and centre. Tears welled at her eyes as she wished for Luke to move faster. The security guards directed them to the car and Bridgette broke down in Luke's arms.

'I know, baby, I know.' Luke comforted her, hugging her close and stroking her chocolate coloured hair. The sobs rose in her throat and her cried were muffled by Luke's coat.

'Is she okay?' Michael asked, stroking her back.

'Yeah, she's just overwhelmed.' Luke reassured him. Bridgette took her head out of Luke's shoulder and wiped her eyes.

'You've got panda eyes, little one.' Luke giggled, kissing Bridgette's nose. She licked her fingers and rubbed the under her eyes in an attempt to get rid of the worst of the makeup running down her face.

'I'm sorry everyone. I know how much your fans mean to you.' Bridgette hung her head in embarrassment.

'Not as much as you do.' Calum spoke softly. 'We care about your feelings way before how the fans feel.' A small smile tugged at Bridgettes lips, but she couldn't shake off the guilt settling like a boulder in her stomach. Luke took hold of her hands, looking into her bright eyes glistening with fresh tears.

'Didge, you'll always come first. Our fans can get crazy and even we get scared sometimes. There's no need to feel guilty for feeling things.' Luke let out a nervous chuckle. Bridgette sniffed, resting her head onto Luke's shoulder and sighing heavily. The vehicle slowed to a halt and the engine was cut. The 5 teenagers filed out, taking their luggage and entering their hotel. The lobby was lit with crystal chandeliers and the floor was so shiny that Bridgette could see her face in it.

'This place is so fancy.' Bridgette looked around in awe as they stepped into the check-in queue. Luke held onto Bridgette's waist from behind and rested his head on her shoulder blade.

'What are we ordering in for dinner, lads?' Ashton asked, looking over at everyone. All the boys face fell into deep thought.

'I don't know... What does the lady fancy?' Michael looked over at Bridgette. She was hunched over her phone, texting her dad to let him know she had landed safely. She looked up at Michael's expectant face.

'Sorry, what?' She asked, feeling guilty for not listening.

'What would you like for dinner, babe?' Luke repeated from Michael. Bridgette thought for a moment.

'Lets phone in for a pizza.' She decided, earning a fist bump from Michael. The group were finally checked in and they made their way up to the rooms. Stood outside the two rooms, a new dilemma had arisen. Who was going to share with who.

'I think we should let Luke and Bidgette have a room to themselves.'

'But the rooms have two double beds...'

'So?'

'I'm not sharing a bed with one of you two.'

'Well we should give those two their privacy.'

'I'm not sleeping on the couch when there's a double bed spare.'

'You go with them, then.'

'No!'

'Look, we're just going to sleep. No funny business.' Bridgette interjected. She was fed up of the bickering and was in desperate need of a nap.

'I'll stay with them. Done.' Ashton held his hands up. Luke slotted the key into the door and took both her and Bridgette's luggage through.

'Cuddle with me, pickle. I'm tired.' Bridgette whined, falling onto one of the double beds. Luke chuckled. He couldn't get over how cute she could be. Luke set the luggage to one side of the room and joined Bridgette in bed. He pulled the covers over their bodies and wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her a little bit closer. Bridgette smiled at the level of intimacy. Bridgette loved being the little spoon when they cuddled and Luke knew it too.

'I'll be next door.' Ashton whispered. Luke nodded at him, leaning back down into Bridgette and kissing her neck. They laid in a comfortable silence for a while, but one the soft snores began leaving Bridgette's mouth Luke left her to sleep. He kissed her cheek, mumbling a 'sweet dreams' and going next door with the rest of the boys. Luke stopped by the door and listened in. They were talking about him and Bridgette.

'Luke is totally whipped.' He heard Michael snort.

'Yeah, but can you blame him? She's beautiful.' Ashton retorted. I know she is, Luke thought.

'Yeah. You sure they haven't had sex yet?' Michael asked. Luke felt his cheeks burn.

'Nope. He's an idiot not to. Bridgette used to be a cheerleader. Imagine the flexibility...' That did it. Luke stormed into the room, the anger building up in his body. He could almost feel the steam spewing from his ears.

'Don't speak about my girlfriend in that way!' He yelled at Calum. Calum was taken aback and fell from the bed he was led on. Luke grabbed him by his shirt, pure anger in his eyes.

'Dude, I'm sorry! I didn't mean anything by it.' Calum held his hands up in surrender. He didn't want to fight with Luke because he knew he'd win.

'I'd like to see you get a girl like her.' Luke spat into his face

'Like what?' Luke's head whipped round to the hotel room door. Bridgette was stood with her arms folded, an icy stare focused on Luke's shocked expression. Luke released Calum's shirt form his fingers and turned to face her. Her hips swayed as she sashayed into the room.

'I said... Like what?' Bridgette leaned closer to Luke. He hated it when she got mad, but it was his own fault this time.

'C-Calum was being... About you because you're p-perfect and he can't g-get girls.' Luke stuttered, looking up at Bridgette's smirk.

'I know, pickle. I was listening to the whole conversation. You're cute when you get nervous.' Bridgette wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips softly, feeling him smile.

'Pass me a bucket.' Michael grimaced. Bridgette laughed and threw a pillow at him.

'I'll remember that when you get a girl.' Bridgette's comment made the boys laugh. Luke sat cross legged on the floor and Bridgette sat in his lap. His hands immediately wrapped around her waist as if it was a normal reflex movement.

'Who's ordering the pizza in, then?'