"Luke, if we don’t leave now, we are gonna be late! Do you wanna miss your own award ceremony?" you call out impatiently to your boyfriend, who is apparently still getting ready, and taking his sweet time whilst doing so. "We’re probably not even gonna win" he mutters under his breath, appearing in the the doorway, fumbling with his tie. "Don’t be so pessimistic. You could totally win! You and the boys deserve it" you scold him, swatting away Luke’s hands and fixing his tie for him. You tighten it up and flatten his freshly ironed shirt, resting your hands against his chest."You look very handsome" you tell him, smiling up at him. You can read the nervousness on his face, as much as he is trying to conceal it. This is a big break for him and the band. Being illegible to win Up and Coming Band of 2013 award is a big deal, and even though Luke is pretending like it isn’t, you know he wants this more than he’ll ever let on. However, as you lock your gaze into his baby blue eyes, you can sense a wave of calm settling over him, and some of the jittery, anxious energy being released. "You’re not so bad yourself" he replies, his lips spreading into a crooked grin, his lip piercing twitching slightly, shimmering in the low lighting of the room. Luke’s hands slide smoothly around your waist, moving in circular motions around your hip as he continues to drink in your features and smile at you. "Thanks for coming with me" he says in a low tone, not breaking eye contact. "Wouldn’t miss it for the world" you reply, the urge of ripping Luke’s crisp, clean shirt off and running your hands over his naked torso forming in the pit of your stomach. "We should go, the boys are probably already wondering where we are" you say with a hint of regret. You’d much rather stay hoe and have your way with your boyfriend, but like you said, you couldn’t miss this award show for the world.
You and Luke meet Ashton, Calum and Michael at the premises of the award ceremony. There is a small red carpet and some photographers snapping away at the small-scale celebrities walking in. It isn’t a major event, and you hadn’t expected there to be paparazzi. You are slightly dazed by the blinding flashes of lights, the clicking of cameras buzzing everywhere, disorientating you. Then, you feel Luke’s big, warm hand slip into yours, squeezing it reassuringly as he holds you close, putting his arm around you for the pictures. You don’t even have to fake a smile for all the photographers yelling your and Luke’s names, Luke’s sweetness has already taken care of that for you. You always feel so safe and comforted when he’s around, you can’t help but give a massive cheesy smile with Luke around. Once you’ve finally made it to your table and the award ceremony begins, you can sense the boys getting tense. Ashton especially is fidgety and can’t sit still, leading to Michael wacking him repeatedly and you having to break up their quarrels before it turns ugly. Winners are read out, people clap, and celebrity after celebrity goes up to accept their award, giving a small speech each time. Finally, they move onto music awards. You find Luke’s hand once more, digging your nails into his skin as you stare intently at the woman announcing the winner. “And this years Up and Coming Band of 2013 is……… 5 Seconds of Summer!” Applause echoes through the enormous hall. You whip your head around, beaming at Luke, who’s mouth hangs open in bewilderment. “You won, Luke!” you squeal. Luke seems unable to comprehend anything at the moment, simply frozen to his seat. “GO!” you shoo him up to the stage, followed by the other three boys. They awkwardly accept their award, all of them looking so out of place and sheepish, it is almost comical. They then play their hit single Heartbreak Girl, your personal favourite song. You watch them, filled with pride and glee for your long term boyfriend. It seems like only yesterday him and the rest of 5sos were starting out, doing little pubs shows, and now, playing at their award ceremony in front of other celebrities, and only two years later……. They have come far, you realise. The boys come down from the stage, all of them grinning broadly, radiating energy and, just like you, pride. “Congratulations babe! I am SO proud of you!” you jump up, hugging Luke as tightly as you can. He wraps his arms around you, picking you up and spinning you around quickly, planting a kiss on your forehead before setting you back down. “I couldn’t have done it without you” he says. “Of course you could, don’t be stupid! this is all you. Well, and Mikey, Ash and Cal of course” you wave him off, almost embarrassed. “But you always believed in me and supported me, and that means more than you’ll ever know. I love you, (y/n). So freaking much” he tells you firmly and with passion, lifting your chin up with his index finger so you are looking him right in the eye. You don’t know what to say. There are so many things you WANT to say but you decide to save those for another time. This is Luke’s moment, and you feel like you might start getting emotional explaining to Luke how much he means to you. “I love you too” you return, reaching up to kiss his soft, subtle lips. The rest of what you want to say can wait till later, when you can show him exactly how perfect he is and how much you love him.
