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24 Days - Luke Hemmings (Clean)

So I have written this as a smut imagine, however to read the sumt version you must be follwowing me as it has been privated. This is the clean version :)

Hehe, warnings ahead - wink ;) (this is a diffrent layout for once)

The first thing you noticed was that you were no longer with Calum and Michael. The second thing you noticed was the fallen angel looking around across the room from you. The third thing you noticed was that your comfortable plaid and jeans had been swapped for a formfitting black dress with geometric cutouts.

“What the fuck?”

At that, Luke looked over at you. “Why are you here?”

“How the fuck should I know? Why the hell are you here? And where the hell is “here” anyway?”

At that moment, Harry appeared.

“Hey kiddos!”

“Harry,” Luke replied calmly.

“So I’m sure you’re wondering what’s going on.”

You roll your eyes.

Harry continues, “Ashton and I have noticed some tension between the two of you, so you’re stuck in here until you fuck it out.”

Your eyes narrow to slits. “Harry,” you begin dangerously, “The reason there is tension is because he tried to kill us. Us having sex will not change the fact.”

Harry grinned and plucked a lollipop his pocket. “Well, I wouldn’t exactly call it killing but you might want to get on with the sex part, otherwise you’ll be stuck here for a bit.”

At that, you ran towards Harry, screaming, “You fuckwad, I will cut your dick off, and try explaining that to Calum!”

However, you didn’t reach the archangel - an arm grabbed you.

“y/n stop. Attempting to hurt him won’t change anything, and it might make things worse.”

You wrenched your arm away from Luke, and he held up his hands.

“Don’t touch me,” you spat.

“Have fun kiddos,” Harry sang before disappearing again.

You ignored Harry’s departure, fury seething in your eyes as you looked up at the Morningstar. “Just because you decided to help us doesn’t make us alright.”

Luke looked at you quizzically. “What did I ever do to you?”

You raised an eyebrow in disbelief. “You fucked with Calum and Michael’s lives, which in extension fucked with mine. You fucking made Calum hallucinate. You’ve made all our lives miserable and I’m not about to forgive you and start singing Kumbayah with you because you made one decision that helped us.”

Luke tried to grab your arm, but you punched him in the jaw, forgetting that it wouldn’t hurt him. When your fist connected with his chin, you whimpered in pain as you felt the bones in your hand crack.

His eyes widened and he reached towards you. “Let me heal that.”

You turned away. “Don’t touch me.”

That was the first time he finally showed his irritation. “Don’t be stupid. Give me your hand. If you don’t, I can always use force.”

Reluctantly, you hold out your hand, he turns it over inspecting it, he looks over the room searching for something – you look at him quizzically. When he cant find what he was looking for he takes the bottom of his plain white tshirt and rips a long strip, the then takes your hand again this time winding it round and round tightly. You flex your hand experimentally.