~Luke's POV~
Ever since I met Y/n I was trapped her spell. It might have been because she turned me down, she was different, she was down to Earth. Y/n refused to give me a chance because of the band, she always said that fame changed people. After the groupie rumor she claimed that I was nothing but a "Rock star player."
Tonight was the night that her opinion was going to change though, I had everything planned out perfectly. After months of trying to change her mind, she finally agreed to one date.
The Blink-182 concert was tonight and y/n had no idea that we were going. She had been talking about it ever since we met, I had bought the tickets to take her just as a friend. It just ended up working out in my favor.
My hair was quiffed, and I changed my hoop to a black stud. Before I left, I slipped on my red flannel. There was a text from Michael, it read:
Don't do anything that I wouldn't do. ;D
When I got to Y/n's I tapped on the steering wheel nervously. She came from her house and I felt all the air exit my lungs. She was gorgeous, I quickly fumbled out of the car to open her door. I managed to trip on the curb, she just laughed it off. Smooth Luke.
The car ride was quiet, but it wasn't awkward. When Blink-182 came on Y/n would groan and change the station as I smiled to myself.
"Where are we going Luke?" Y/n asked.
"It's a surprise." I smiled.
It wasn't long until Y/n figured out, all of the signs were a dead give away. "You didn't." Y/n said excitedly.
"I did."
"This is amazing!"
The line was long and crowded, but I took it as the perfect opportunity. I slipped my fingers between hers and tightened my grip, Y/n tried to hide her blush. After twenty minutes of waiting in line we were in our seats, they just a couple of rows back from front row.
As everyone took the stage, screams filled the arena. They started off with The Party Song, Y/n sang along to every lyric. It wasn't long until we both jumping around and singing along. It was nice being at a concert other than my own and One Direction's.
After two hours of jumping around and singing the concert came to an end. Y/n was coming down from her concert high, but the smile never left her face. On the way back to the car I pulled Y/n under my arm, she quickly wrapped her arms around his waist.
"That was amazing, Luke." She stated.
"I know! Even better than I thought."
"Come on, it's Blink-182, they always perform a great show." She laughed.
On the way home we talked about the concert, as if we were talking to someone who wasn't there. Y/n did most of the talking, she sounded like a little kid hyped up on candy.
When we got back to her house, I walked her to the door. "So, it was a successful first date?" I questioned.
"There's only one way to make it better." Y/n blush, then pulled me down into a kiss.
Her lips were soft, and she quickly wrapped her arms around my neck. The kiss became heated very quickly as she licked my bottom lip. I pressed her up against the door and felt her hand move towards the doorknob.
"Y/n." I mumbled against her lips.
"Shh." She replied as we moved into the house.
Her hands moved to my chest and began unbuttoning my flannel. A trail of clothes were left from the front door until I was hovering over her, only in our underwear.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked.
"Yes." She replied, then pulled me down, so that our lips crashed together.
My hands slid up her body, then snaked around her back to unclasp her bra. She quickly removed it and tossed it across the room. I began to knead each boob as I kissed her neck. Y/n flipped us over, so that she was on top of me. She grinded her hips against mine, causing me to throw my head back and moan.
Y/n left a trail of kisses down my chest until she reached the top of my boxers. She ran her finger along the top, but did nothing else.
"Don't tease." I warned.
With that she pull down my boxers and grabbed a hold of me causing my breath to hitch. She pumped her hand slowly, it was both pleasurable and torture. Before I had a moment to think, I felt her tongue slid up the shaft before she started to suck.
"Fuck!" I called out.
I felt her smirk as she continued to bob her head. My hips involuntary thrusted forward, causing Y/n to gag. It was hot. I was close and she knew it, so she continued to go until I released myself in her mouth. Y/n quickly swallowed, then climbed on top of me.
Once I came down from my personal high I flipped us back over. She smiled up at me as my hand moved south. I began to rub circles against her clit, Y/n grabbed fists full of the sheet and moaned uncontrollably.
"Luke, please." She begged.
With that I yanked he panties from her body, only to stop. "Do you have anything?"
"The drawer." She pointed to the nightstand next to the bed.
It took a moment to find a condom, but once I did I tore the packet open and slipped it on. I lined myself up at her entrance and waited for permission. She nodded, so I pushed myself in, letting out a moan as I did.
Y/n bucked her hips to meet my thrusts, the way she called out my name was pushing me closer to the edge once again. Her nails dug into my biceps, but the the pain was pleasurable. I bit my lip as I focused on pleasing Y/n.
Her walls tightened around me, leaving me a moaning mess. Within seconds she was calling out my name as I continued to ride out her high before releasing myself once more into the condom.
When I pulled out, I took off the condom and tied it in a knot before tossing it in the trash. Y/n's breath was returning to normal as I slipped on my boxers and joined her again in the bed. We laid there for what seemed like forever, before I had the nerve to speak again.
"So, would you consider us offical?" I asked.
Y/n let out a laugh, then said, "Oh, we're official."
