summary: y/n has been in love with her best friend Luke for a while and she accidentally spills it.
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“stop being a pussy and tell him y/n” Michael exclaimed, rolling his eyes at me.
“I can’t tell him, are you serious!? 1, he’s got a girlfriend and 2 he’s my best friend I can’t just go up and say that I like him” I replied, chewing my bottom lip at the craziness of this whole situation.
Luke and I have been best friends since I was born. Our mum’s are best friends so it was inevitable for Luke and I to become close. We stuck by each other when we went through that ‘ew cooties’ stage and the awkward ‘wow she’s grown boobs’ stage but things changed when feelings started to develop.
It sounds crazy that I’m in love with my best friend, like one of those fan fictions but it’s true. I love Luke Robert Hemmings and he can never know. Which is why it was a horrible idea to tell Ashton who went and told Calum who then told Michael because now they’re all pressuring me to pursue Luke.
He’s got a girlfriend, Arzaylea and him have been dating a little over a year now and it hurts when I see them together and apparently it’s clear as day to the boys. Luke can be oblivious at times, I’m surprised I’ve lasted this long without Luke finding out that I love him. I can’t break him and Arzaylea up, he seems to really like her and I don’t want to lose him and jeopardise our friendship.
“yeah a girlfriend who’s a bitch” Calum snorted.
“I think she’s nice” I said in defence.
“y/n you hate her more than any of us” Ashton laughed. I chuckled and nodded, taking a sip of my beer.
“yeah okay she’s a bitch” I agreed making all the boys laugh.
“so are you going to tell him?” Calum asked once everyone calmed down.
“no I’m not, I’m not going to jeopardise our friendship just because I love him okay!” I sighed. The boys all looked behind me and I immediately knew what was happening. “Luke’s behind me isn’t he?” I asked, they all nodded so I turned around in my chair and saw Luke with a furrowed expression on his face.
We made eye contact and as soon as we did I ran out of there, not wanting to hear whatever Luke had to say. I heard him call my name but I continued running until I entered my bedroom. As I went to close the door Luke slid into my room and stood in front of the closed door. My eyes widened and I took a few steps back.
“you love me?” he asked calmly. I chuckled nervously.
“no I don’t, I just said that so they would stop asking me if I liked anyone. You know how they are” I was trying to be convincing but by the way Luke kept on taking steps towards me I knew he didn’t believe me. I kept moving until my back was against the wall and Luke was inches away from me. He pressed his hands on either side of my head and caged me in with his arms.
I’ve been close to Luke before, he’d have me pinned underneath him at times while he tickled me relentlessly or he’d jokingly press wet kisses to my neck but this is different. Luke is different. His eyes are dark and his lip is caught under his teeth. His breathing is different, it’s tense and fast like he’s just ran a marathon.
