Sorry Dad. (Luke Hemmings Fan Fiction)

Chapter 55

Song Recommendation

Gotta Get Out - babes who will probably never ever give it to me but i pray ever day

Luke pulls in to a small parking lot that took quite a while to get to. It's already dark outside now proving my point.

"This is part two." He smiles widely, showing off his dimple. He hurries out of the car and rushes over to my side to open the car door for me. He grabs my hand and helps me out of the car in a very gentleman like manner. I guess this is his romantic side of the date.

Luke plays around with my hand, like always, when he holds it. I actually quite enjoy it though. We enter the building and it seems to be a really cute restaurant. It has little tables around and what seems to be a stage that takes up most of the place. It's filled with other couples and I'm actually surprised that Luke picked such a great spot for us.

"Do you like it?" He asks me with a bit of nervousness strained in his voice.

"I love it." I smile before I lean in to kiss him quickly and rest my head on his shoulder.

"I had a reservation under Luke." Luke tells a man who greeted us very nicely.

"Oh, Luke Hemmings, right?" The man asks and Luke nods his head in response. I'm surprised Luke didn't give the man a smart ass reply.

"Right this way." The man leads us to a table right in front of the stage. I wonder if they have anything going on tonight. It would be nice because we basically have front row seats. We are handed our menus and I'm so glad the menu isn't super complicated like I thought it would be. I actually understand the names of the food.

When I look up from the menu, I see Luke grinning widely at me causing a red tint to come on my face.

"Is there something on my face?" I ask him with a little chuckle as I wipe my face in case there is.

"Nope." He keeps the silly grin on his face, continuing to stare at me deeply.

"Then what is it?" I lay the menu down, more intrigued in why Luke is acting so weird.

"For one, you look really cute when you concentrate on that menu." He pauses to give out a slight chuckle. "Second, I just love you Avery. I'm so happy that I can call you mine." He grabs my hand from over the table, causing butterflies to magically appear in my stomach. I love how he talks to me like this. He really makes me feel like I'm the only women in his life that is important, and I love him so much for that.

"I love you so damn much Luke." I smile at his words. There is just no way in hell I can't.

"I love you Avery."

"And now, we have our first performer of the night, Luke Hemmings. Get up here buddy." I hear come from a microphone, shocking the hell out of me.

"Wait, what?" I question as my eyes grow wide and Luke starts to get up from his seat.

I hold on to his wrist to stop him. "What the hell are you doing?" I whisper loudly so he can hear me.

"I'm performing." He says so casually, like it's no big deal at all.

"But Luke, y-you can't sing babe." I whisper in the same tone, almost feeling bad for the words I just said.

"Just watch honey." He smiles as he walks up on to the stage and I bury my head in my hands. Please, don't let this end up horrible.

I watch Luke grab a guitar making me even more worried. Luke can't play the guitar, can he? Oh lord, I hope he doesn't make a complete fool out of himself.