Luke Hemmings Imagines

You're on tour with 5sos and you pull pranks

You and your band, Y/B/N, are opening up for 5 Seconds of Summer on their 2015 tour. Your band has been doing covers on YouTube for years, and when Calum tweeted the link for your cover of Amnesia, it was only a short amount of time before they asked you to join them.

The boys welcomed you into their family right away. You and the girls had been worried that things would be awkward and you wouldn't get along with the boys, but that was not the case. It was if you had been with them all along.

One of your favorite things to do while on tour was pull pranks on the others. Luke was just as twisted and devious as you, so the two of you often worked together to pull the best pranks on everybody.

Today, you and Luke decided to keep it simple and do an easy "What are you doing!" prank. It was really nothing special; you and Luke would just hide somewhere and jump out at someone and yell "what are you doing" loudly. You had done it millions of times before and it never failed.

Of all the boys, you were definitely the closest with Luke. The two of you just got along so well and understood each other like no one else. You would never tell the girls this, but you were even closer with him than with them. Luke was easily your best friend.

"Y/N and I are going to go get something from the tour bus," Luke said casually, nodding towards the open door.

Everybody nodded, not looking up from whatever they were keeping themselves busy with. When you rounded the corner of the hallway, Luke grabbed onto your wrist and began to sprint.

You couldn't help but laugh as you both ran through the halls, your hair flying wildly behind you.

"Shh!" Luke said, bringing his free hand up to his mouth, but you could see he was about to laugh himself.

"Are we actually going to the tour bus?" You asked once you slowed down. You and Luke were both panting.

"Nah," Luke wheezed, putting his hands on his knees and bending over. "Wow, I'm out of shape."

"Same." You leaned against the wall and closed your eyes.

Suddenly, you felt someone standing in front of you, and you opened your eyes again. You found Luke right in front of you, so close you could make out the pale gray flecks in his clear blue eyes.

"We have to be quiet," he whispered, putting his arms on either side of your head. "Don't want to blow our cover."

Before you knew it, his lips were pressed against yours, and you forgot about everything: the others, the prank, the concert that night. The only thing on your mind was the way Luke fit perfectly against you.

You brought your hand up to his face and brushed your fingers along his jaw. He moaned into your mouth and moved to your neck.

"What are you doing!"

You and Luke both jumped so high, knocking your heads against each other. A scream escaped your mouth as you turned and saw the rest of the boys and your band mates standing their, smirking at the two of you.

Calum snickered. "The tables have turned."