5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

Luke Imagine-Club Fight

"You have got to be kidding!" you yelled over the music as you walked into the club.

There were so many people that it was like gridlock and yet people were till grinding and dancing on each other. Insane.

You fixed your blond and purple hair as you were bumped through to the centre of the crowd. It was a good thing that no one had messed up your outfit yet. That would have made this one messy night. Your grey, low neckline shirt and short denim shorts were perfectly a lined together and your jewellery and makeup made you stand out more. You had always enjoyed being a bit different. Your heels gave you the added height you needed to not get squashed by everyone else.

You made your way through the dense pack of bodies to find a less crowded area. Yeah so much for that idea. You were grabbed around the waist by a heavily drunk guy. He would have been classified as attractive if it wasn't for the fact that he was piss drunk. His eyes were glazed over with the typical drunk look and he was very sloppy with his movements. Quite disgusting.

"Hey there pretty," he slurred in your ear.

You struggled to break free.

"Don't go baby."

"Really? Let go you bastard!"

You felt really uncomfortable in this position. This guy was very strong and you couldn't break out of his hold. You kept struggling though.

"Seriously let go."

"Not happening pretty."

He hoisted you up so your feet were off the floor. He carried you towards the back of the club. That's when your brain started to work. You started screaming at the top of your lungs. You were hitting the bastard trying to get away before he took you out the back door. Before there was no way anyone could help you.

"SHUT UP!" the guy yelled down your ear.

It only stopped you for a minute.  

You continued screaming even as he slapped you across the face.

That's when the other guy appeared.

Great. Two guys.

But the second guy was more interested in the guy holding you.

"Let her go dude," his voice rolled out calmly but firmly.

"Nah, she's fine. Just got a little scared."

"Yeah. Of you," you shot back.

A torment of rage flashed over your captors face.

The boy who was trying to get you out of his arms, tried again.

"Seriously mate. A guy doesn't like it when someone picks up their girl."

You tried your hardest to not show your surprise. That was a very clever and dangerous plan to get you out but whatever floated this blond haired, blue eyed kids boat. 

"Yeah really. What's her name?"

"Sarah," he replied immediately.

"No it's not."

"Excuse me? You don't know my name," you snapped once again at the captor.

"Well. I'll just have to fight this guy for you."

Drunk people! Always fighting! And this new guy probably wouldn't fight for you, considering he didn't even know who you were.

The bulky, drunk guy set you down. You thought of running off but that would leave Blondie in a very difficult position, so you stayed.

There was barley a break before el drunko grabbed a hold of Blondie and tried to punch him. You could hardly make anything out after that. Just two boys grumbling around on the floor. Blondie shot up at one stage grabbed your hand and managed to pull you outside. Checking over your shoulder you saw el drunko still on the ground. Wow. You looked at Blondie. HE didn't look all that strong but clearly he was. His eyebrow was split and nose was bleeding. It made his blue eyes stand out even more. Your hand was sweaty in his as he continued to run you down the streets, away from the club. 
You pulled him to a stop. He looked at you.

"Your hurt," you said pointing to his eyebrow.

"Are you okay?" was he even bothered about the blood on his face?

"Yeah I'm fine," you gave a dismissive hand gesture.

"Sure?"

"Yes...uhh?"

"Luke."

"Yeah I'm sure Luke."

"What is your name? It's not Sarah is it?"

"No it's not," you laughed. "It's Marina."

"I like that."

His smile was like the sun.

"Why did you step in?" you were still confused.

People at clubs didn't really help a screaming girl.

"Well a nice girl like you sure can scream loud."

"I noticed."

"I guess I didn't really like the situation you were in, so one thing led to another and here we are."

"Right."

You realized that you were still holding hands. As much as you knew you should let go you couldn't do it. A sudden confidence came over you.

"Do you want me to get you dinner? I mean.. you did kinda save me."

Luke looked at you for a minute.

"Sure."

You smiled as the two of you walked through the streets, hand in hand.