Him . Luke Hemmings

Chapter Three

Isla's POV

"There you are, can I buy you a drink beautiful?" Luke said and I blushed biting my lip before nodding quickly gripping his arm to keep me steady. Holy fucking shit. Luke Hemmings. Actual real, not fanfic Luke Hemmings just asked me for a drink. I must be fucking dreaming. Calm down Isla, take a deep breath and do not fangirl.

"Long Island ice tea please," I told Luke with a grin taking a seat on one of the many bar chairs which overlooked the amazing view from the roof. Luke left to get the drink and I looked at the view from the bar. It was so great, drunk me did feel a little woozy though so I felt my head spin a little and lent back holding onto the table in front of me. Focus Isla, Luke has to think you're not a fan. Not a fan. Get your head in the game- Getcha, getcha, getcha head in the game. 

"So how come I've never seen you around here before?" I asked Luke as he took a seat next to me and placed the drinks in front of me. He rested an arm behind me on the couch and I turned to talk to him more. Sure I'd done this with other guys but holy fuck, it's Luke. The Luke. The actual Luke I've loved since I was sixteen. Snap out of it Isla, you just need to have more alcohol.

"I um, well I'm from Australia and uh I travel with my friends," He shrugged and my heart swelled. I knew he was famous but he obviously didn't know that so he was humble and didn't brag to get me in bed. How nice. I knew the so called groupies lied about how much of a twat he was.

"That's so cool, I've always wanted to travel but I'm in Uni at the moment so I can't," I pouted and he raised an eyebrow at me curiously leaning slightly closer to me but I could smell his cologne and it was intoxicating me way more than the alcohol was.

"You're in Uni? Here in Manchester or?"

"No in Liverpool, I'm studying to be a teacher there," I smiled and he grinned at me urging me on as he took a sip of his vodka soda. "I guess I've always loved kids and wanted to work with them, I wanted to be a lawyer for a while for the money but I realised I wouldn't be doing what I love and if I'm going to spend my life doing something I want it to be something I'm passionate about, fuck I'm talking to much I need some more alcohol," I said taking the straw between my lips and watching as he laughed at me resting his face on his hand as he stared intently.

"You'd be a fucking hot teacher," Luke blurted out and I giggled at him as I finished my long island ice tea. He took his lip between his teeth and my hands began to sweat, I took a shaky breath because fuck me was it hotter than the fanfics said.

"Thanks, I think?" I laughed and he laughed too as I told him I'd be right back. I made my way to the bar and looked over my shoulder quickly to see Luke watching me. I bit my lip and he winked at me causing me to giggle and realise the bar tender was watching me with expecting eyes. 

"Shots please, as many as you have," I said with a smile handing over my card and I felt some cold hands grab my arm, I gasped and turned to see a drunk Bella with her arms wrapped around the fit barman from downstairs. Wait, the fit barman from downstairs?

"How's it going?" She said and I gave her a thumbs up and a grin as I carried the shots back to Luke and I's table. I rested them down and stumbled a little so that I fell into his lap and I giggled shutting my eyes. Holy fuck. Don't freak out, but you're sat on Luke Hemmings' lap, the guy whose photo is on my wall in my dorm room. 

"Shots?" He said with a laugh and I smiled moving to sit next to him but his arm wrapped around me to keep me sat there and I sucked in a breath at the feeling of his warm hands on my waist. 

"You scared?" I challenged and he looked around quickly for fans I assumed before downing two, I followed his actions and downed a few more. 

"Oh God, that tasted so bad," I whined and he slung his arm around me properly pulling me closer causing me to giggle as my head spun a little bit. I was feeling quite dizzy again but I wasn't going to let that stop me from being close to Luke. His scent was invigorating as well and I couldn't get enough of him.

"I know how to make it taste better," He said as his face was so close to mine, I could feel his hot breath on my cheek and I turned to look at him placing a hand on his cheek. The perfection that was Luke Hemmings was in my hands quite literally.

"Oh my God Luke! Can you sign this for me?" We heard and turned to see two girls stood there with grins on their faces and 5 Seconds of Summer tee shirts on. We pulled apart quickly and I shut my eyes to regain composure because I had moved quickly and was dizzy again.

"Quick, lets go," Luke said standing up from his bar stool as I followed watching as he signed the girls poster of him that she had. I had one too up in my room. Fuck. I had to stop thinking about the fact that I was a fan. I quickly took the remaining two shots and placed the glasses on the table feeling Luke's hand placed in mine as he dragged me to the lift quickly. With me stumbling behind him as I felt dizzy again and would fall any second. As soon as the doors had shut his lips were on mine, it electrified my body and I felt all tingly. It was messy and passionate and I wanted so much more of him so I tugged him impossibly closer to me and his hand snuck down to rest on my ass causing me to gasp and our tongues made contact. My hands ran down his chest before locking behind his neck. When we pulled away for a breath and made eye contact I knew what we both wanted but I frowned.

"What's wrong?" He said and I pouted before looking over at the elevator buttons, none of them were lit up but I couldn't really see because it was blurry.

"Did you not press the button?" I said with a giggle leaning over him before selecting my floor number feeling myself about to fall over so his arms wrapped around my waist and he peppered kisses from my shoulder sloppily kissing my neck and pushing me up against the elevator wall.

"Fuck," I moaned as he left his mark on my neck, my hand wrapping around his neck tightly. The door soon opened revealing a shocked elderly couple who looked very posh and very angry. My eyes went wide as Luke set me down on my feet and we ran through the corridor to Bella and I's room, luckily ending up on the right floor.

"Two beds?" Luke said and I sprawled out on mine for him before leaning up on my elbows to see his confusion. His eyebrows were knitted together and he made the drunken glaze in his eyes look beautiful somehow. The baby blues were locked with mine and I blushed heavily.

"My friend Bella, the one I had lunch with," I said and he nodded quickly moving to lock the door and then running over to the minibar to grab the tiny bottles of vodka. He returned to the bed laying down next to me and holding up the tiny bottles with a grin spread on his angelic face.

"Bottoms up,"