I met him a year ago. At a cafe. I don't think I remember any day as well as that one.
I was only 19 at the time. It was a Monday. In London, England. I worked at a little cafe on a corner of a quiet street.
It had been raining and everyone was at work so we weren't very busy. No one was in the cafe so I sat in a booth in the back reading a book.
I had been considering closing up for the day until I heard the little bell above the door ring letting me know someone had came inside.
I looked up from my book and saw him. I recognised him. My little sister was a fan of his band. He was her favourite. Luke Hemmings from 5 Seconds of Summer.
He walked over to the counter and looked around seeing if anyone was around. I stood up from my table and walked behind the counter.
"Hi. Can I get you anything?" I asked him. My voice a little shaky. He was tall. Not much taller than me but still tall.
"Just a coffee please." He replied.
I nodded and entered it into the cash register.
"$2.50 please."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a bill. I took it from him and handed him the correct change.
I wanted to say something but I had no idea what I could say. So instead I went and made him a cup of coffee. After I finished I brought it to the table he was sitting at.
I set it on the table and he looked up from his phone giving me a small smile.
"Thanks." He said.
"No problem." I was going to walk away but I couldn't. I turned back around to face him. "You're Luke Hemmings."
"Yeah. I guess I am." He said seeming disappointed.
"You don't seem happy about that." I didn't know if this was something I should really be saying but I did anyway.
He let out a loud sigh.
"Do you mind if I sit down?" I asked, gesturing to the empty seat across from him.
"Go ahead." He said. I sat down in the chair and he began to speak. "Sometimes," he started. It took him a moment before he said anything else, "sometimes I wish 'Luke Hemmings' was just my name. Not a title."
"What do you mean?" I was interested for many reasons. One, what Luke was so upset about and two, that he was telling me.
"I just want to be able to have a secret. I don't want to have to feel bad about keeping something from fans even though if I told them, it could ruin my image." He shook his head. "I had to break up with my girlfriend last week because if I told her she would tell everyone else. I can't tell anyone anything without the world finding out."
"What about the other people in your band?" I questioned.
"No. They wouldn't understand." He said, sighing again. "I just-" he paused "I just want to be able to tell someone. You know?"
"Yeah." I nodded. "I know."
"Do you-" he stopped.
"Do I what?" I encouraged.
"Do you think that I could tell you?" He asked. I was shocked to say the least. I couldn't believe that Luke wanted to tell me his secret.
"But-But I'm just a stranger. You don't even know me."
"Sometimes strangers are the best people to tell. And I need to tell someone."
"You're not worried I'm going to go tell all your fans?" I wasn't but how did he know that.
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Tonight is our Secret// A Lashton AU
FanfictionLuke Hemmings is 18 years old, famous, confused, and lonely Ashton Irwin is 20, far from home, lonely, and as far as most are concerned, no one too important Then somehow, they find each other. And Luke has a secret. A secret that no one can kno...