Faking It (luke imagine)

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A/N: Part 1/2 So I have a request, this can be a imagine or fanfic, it doesn’t matter. Everyone in the band knows that Luke and y/n really like each other. They constantly flirt and mess around but Luke is also the typical guy that always talk about how hot other girls are, trying to cover up his feelings for y/n because he’s tired of the boys picking on him.

Part 2/2 One night luke is all over a girl, leaves with her, and comes back giving the band the impression that “something” happened. Even though nothing did, he was just trying to make them believe he doesn’t like y/n. Y/n is heartbroken and goes to one of the boys for comfort. Luke thinks that y/n and him hooked up and gets in a fight with the guy. You find have to do this, it’s just an idea. If you take personals, my name is lauren. If you don’t it’s totally fine !

M: Omg sweetie we all fell in love with your idea and here it is (: I hope you enjoy! much love -m 

You were currently sitting in the bands dressing room, your feet propped up on the couch. Being on tour with your best friends was amazing. Every night it was a different city and everyday was new memories.

A large ruckus behind you caused you to draw your attention away from your phone. The boys were running down the hallway piggy back. Luke was riding Calum and Michael was atop of Ashton.

"Lauren!" Calum screeched as he ran by.

Calum tripped on a shoe and went sprawling on the floor along with Luke. Laughter filled the room. You walked over to help them up, reaching down to Luke. His hand reached to take yours and your heart skipped a beat. His blue eyes shimmered.

You began to tug on his arm but with one quick pull he yanked you down on the floor with him and began to tickle you.

"No! Luke!" you squealed as he tickled you, causing you both to giggle. His fingers danced along your skin giving you heart palpitations. You rolled away from him and jumped up, running across the room and grabbing a pillow off the sofa.

"Come near me Hemmings and you will get a face full of stuffing." you warned.

He considered the consequence before running over and picking you up, throwing you over his shoulder.

"Put me down!" you protested, pouting like a little kid.

"Not until you drop the pillow!" he swung you around in a circle. You hit him on the head with the pillow before dropping it to the floor. He set you down laughing, his smile stretching from ear to ear.

"I’ll get you for that Hemmings." you stuck your tongue out at him, flipping your hair over your shoulder dramatically.

"Sure sure." he chuckled. His eyes making contact with yours. Your heart skipped a beat and you smiled widely. You’d had the biggest crush on Luke since you had first met the boys, and there were sometimes where you thought he liked you too.

"Stop flirting!" Michael yelled from across the room.

You and Luke both whipped your heads around.

"We are not flirting shut up." Luke glared at him.

You tried to brush Luke’s comment off but it stung a little.

"Well how was sound check?" You smiled, pushing his words to the side.

"Good!" Ashton replied.

You smiled back at him cheekily. Luke sprawled out on the sofa running hands through his hair. You bit your lip at the sight. He looked up to see you staring and winked at you. Your breath hitched as you blushed and looked away.

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