"Chrissy, what do you mean by that post?" Luke asks me, looking at me as I was sitting on the couch.
"Nothing," I say, lying. Luke gives me a look.
"Riss, I've known you for how long? 21 years? What's wrong?"
"I'm fine Luke," I say, my voice breaking a smidge.
"Come here," Luke says, opening his arms to me. I take the hug and start crying on his white band tee.
"Please tell me what's wrong, I hate seeing you like this," Luke says. I can hear the vibration of his voice and smile.
"Arzaylea."
"What did she tell you?" I just show him the phone.
"You're not a whore or a slut, you're my best friend and I love you."
"I love you too."
"Not like that Riss." I look up at Luke.
"Luke, you have a girlfriend and plus we are just friends."
"I don't want to be. And forget about Arzaylea, she doesn't really know me. She could never kiss me or love me the way you do." He sets my phone down on the table and looks at the girl in front of him that he was probably head over heels for.
He takes my face into his hands and kisses me.
He kisses me like he hasn't been kissed in years.
I immediately pull back.
"Luke, this isn't right."
"I need this Riss, I need you."
"This still feels wrong, what if she finds out and wants me to stop being your photographer or the fans find out somehow and start giving me death threats because half of the fandom likes her not me."
"Just shut up and kiss me, everything will be fine. Trust me," he says looking at me with his ocean blue eyes. Oh how I've fallen for his ocean eyes.
I give in and kiss him, and the rest is a blur.
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FanfictionChrissy Summers is 5SOS's photographer. She starts developing feelings for a certain member of the band.
