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[jjchantill]

Anniversary: Luke

You glance over at the clock on the wall one last time, before blowing out the candles. Luke was late, extremely late. It was your anniversary, and your husband was nowhere to be found, he hadn't even texted you to tell you that he was going to be late. You put the dinner away before walking upstairs to bed.

A Few Hours Later

        It's four in the morning when you hear it, the key in the door. The next thing you hear is your husband of now five years, stumbling his way up the stairs drunk off his ass. He stumbles through your bedroom door and you listen to him fall to the floor as he tries to take off his shoes. Clicking on the lamp that is sitting on the bedside table, you sit up.

"Luke?"

"Shit! Hey, love...what are you still doing up? I thought you would be asleep by now."

"I was, but my husband stumbling through the door at four in the morning woke me up."

"Hey, I'm only half...half drunk."

"Half? You must be joking, you can't even walk a straight line. How many drinks did you have tonight, Luke?"

"I only had a couple. What are you getting so upset for?"

You sigh before helping him sit on the edge of the bed and take his shoes off.

"I asked you to do one thing for me, Luke. One thing. I don't think I ask for a lot, but this...this was the one thing I wanted. All I wanted was for you to be home for dinner tonight, that was it. Just have dinner with me. Instead, you decided to blow me off and go get plastered with your friends."

You walk to his dresser and grab him a pair of pajama pants and a fresh shirt.

"It was just dinner. We have dinner every night," he mumbles.

"We don't. We have dinner together whenever you have the time and haven't forgotten about me."

"You're getting upset over nothing, it was just dinner."

You stand there in disbelief, he doesn't even remember what today is.

"You don't remember what today is, do you?"

Luke looks up at you before taking a deep breath.

"What?"

"Today, Luke? What is special about today?" you ask.

He's silent for a moment before he shrugs, "I don't know...it's free waffle day or something?"

You throw the shirt and pants at his head, "you are un-freaking-believable. You don't even remember what today is?"

"Am I supposed to?" he asks.

"It's our anniversary, jackass! We've been married for five years today!"

"Whoa."

"Whoa? All you have to say is whoa?"

"Well, what do you...what do you want me to say?"

"I don't know, Luke. How about I love you? Or I'm sorry for forgetting our anniversary? Or I'm sorry I missed dinner? Or I'm make it up to you or anything of that nature," you say.

"Okay, I love you and I'll make it up to you. But I think you're overacting, it's one day. It's not the end of the world." "I'm overreacting? I'm over...you know what, Luke? I was here all night waiting for you to come home so we could celebrate. I cooked your favorite meal, I set up a romantic setting, I even bought that stupid guitar you've been going on and on about for months. I did all this and you couldn't even be bothered to show up. You couldn't even be bothered to shoot me at text telling me that you weren't coming. Yes, it's one day. But it is the one day where we promised to spend the rest of our lives together for better or worse. Instead, it's the one day that you come home drunk off your ass and not caring that your wife has been your wife for five fucking years."

"That's not what I said. I said that it's not the end of the world. I don't understand why you're making such a big deal out of this. So, I forgot our anniversary.  It happens, I'm human...I'm allowed to make mistakes. It's one night. One night where I get to forget work and just let go and you're acting like I just killed your puppy or something. I'm allowed to go out with the guys and have fun."

"I'm not saying that you're not, Luke. I'm saying that this was the one night where I specifically asked you to not. I asked you to be home for dinner and you promised me that you wouldn't miss it, remember?"

"I made a mistake! I forgot about your stupid dinner, my bad. But it's not like you have never made a mistake before. If I remember correctly our five year marriage started with the two of us making mistake."

"I cannot believe you're even bringing that up. It's been five years."

"Well, why not? Since we're talking about mistakes, why not talk about our biggest? After all, he's all over the news now right? He's a big superstar, a constant reminder of what we did, what you did."

"You are seriously throwing that in my face? I'm not the one that pursued the girl with a fiancee and then lied to my best friend, who happens to be her brother about sleeping with said girl."

"You are the one that didn't say no though. You were engaged to someone else and you still slept with me, what's that say about you? For all I know, you could be doing it again. You know what they say...once a cheater, always a cheater."

You're silent and it's like Luke knows he has crossed a line. Yes, what the two of you did was messed up but you would never do that to Luke. 

"Get out."

"What?"

"Get out, Luke. I want you out."

"Babe..." "It's been five years. Five years and you're still holding that over my head. He doesn't even hold it over my head anymore. I know I cheated; I know what I did was fucked up; I know I broke his heart. But I also know that I didn't love him and that you weren't complaining when I chose you over him. I know that I would never cheat on you, nor have I ever. The fact that you could even think that, let alone accuse me of it...just get out."

"Where am I supposed to go at four in the morning?" he asks.

"I don't know and I don't care. I just want you out," you say.

"Fine, I don't need this," Luke says.

He grabs his jacket and shoes before walking out the door as you crumble to the floor, finally letting the tears fall...

A/N: And another request filled! Happy reading, everyone! Should there be a part 2? Let me know!

[clumsy-hood]

i honestly like the idea of a brutal fighter!luke training in the gym until late in the evening - another day of split knuckles, purpled and red flesh, swollen lips and limbs, and the occasional dried blood caked that was caked onto his taped wrists - before collapsing face down on your bed, the serious, hard-hitting brawler now softly whimpering for your touch, so you’d straddle his lower back and carefully knead the sore, knotted muscles on his shoulders and his back - which left him groaning now beneath you, first out of pleasure, then in an attempt of humor with over-exaggerated sexual moans that left him snickering and you simply rolling your eyes.

[jjchantill]

First Date: Luke

Groaning in frustration, he all but rips the shirt off of his body. It’s the sixth shirt that he’s tried on in the past hour. He grabs another shirt from the closet and slips it on before taking a look in the mirror and quickly ripping it off.  Calum walks into the room, laughing at the pile of shirts that have taken up space on the floor.

“Having trouble getting dressed?” he asks.

Luke shakes his head, “it’s not funny, mate. It’s my first date with Y/n and I need it to go well. I can’t screw this up.”

“Why are you taking this so seriously, dude. It’s a first date with a girl you’ve been talking to for weeks. She’s not going to care what kind of shirt you’re wearing,” Calum says.

“I really like this girl, Cal. This first date is important, it could be the last first date I ever go on.”

“Really? The last first date you ever go on, don’t you think it’s a little early to decide that?”

Luke shrugs, “maybe. But you know what they say, when you know they know.”

“And you know?” Calum asks.

“I think so…or at least I hope so,” Luke says.

Calum shakes his head, “well, good luck, man. I hope it goes well and go with the white.”

“Thank you!” Luke calls out as Calum walks out of the room.

Slipping on Calum’s suggestion, he does one last check before grabbing his keys and heading out the door.

A Few Minutes Later…

               He nervously paces back and forth in front of your door, psyching himself up to knock. The flowers he bought you are in a death grip in his hand and his heart is beating a mile a minute. Taking a deep breath, he knocks… and nothing could have braced him for what would be on the other side of the door when it came open. You were gorgeous. Stunning, the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. It was like he had forgotten how to breath and semblance of forming words was quickly thrown from his mind. All he could think about was how extremely lucky he was to be standing in front of you.

“Is the okay?” you ask, gesturing to the dress you’re wearing.

He visibly swallows before blowing out a breath, “yeah. It’s…it’s great. You look…You look…wow.”

“Wow is good. Are those for me?” you ask, nodding to the flowers in his hand.

“Oh! Yeah!”

He hands you the flowers before nervously rubbing the back of his neck, “I thought you might like some flowers.”

You smile before kissing him on the cheek, “thank you, they’re perfect. Just let me put them in a vase and then we can go.”

He nods and waits as you go and put the flowers in a vase, returning a few seconds later.

“Alright, I’m ready. Let’s go.”

He leads you to his car and opens the door for you before getting in himself and pulling out of your driveway…

               Dinner was not going as he had planned. He felt like he was messing everything up, first the restaurant couldn’t find the reservation. Then the two of you had to wait for a half hour outside for a table to free up. Then, he had knocked over his wine glass, all down the front of your dress. He had immediately apologized, and offered you the hoodie in his car, you had laughed off the incident before excusing yourself to the restroom to clean up. Now, he was sitting at the table with his head in his hands, waiting for you to come back and tell him that the date was over. Except you didn’t do that…you came back, but not to tell him the date was over.

“Hey.”

He lifts his head up, “Y/n! I’m so sorry about your dress…I’ll pay to get it dry cleaned or for you to buy a new one or…”

You grab his hand, “relax, Luke. It’s not that big a deal besides I hate this dress. I can’t breathe in the stupid thing and I only wore it to impress you.”

He nods, “are you sure because I don’t mind…”

“I’m sure, Luke.”

He nods again, “so, I guess the date is over, right? I messed up and ruined your dress and now you’re going to tell me to take you home.”

“Nope.”

He looks up at you in shock, “wha…”

“I was actually going to ask if you wanted to go to that burger place next door. I smelled it through the window in the bathroom and it smells amazing.”

“But…”

“Unless you want to stay here and eat…” you pick up the menu, “Coda alla vaccinara, which according to the menu is cow tail stew.”

Luke laughs, “I gonna say no to the cow tail stew.”

“Then let’s go, the sound of grilled burgers is calling my name.”

Luke laughs before informing you waiter that you’re leaving as you grab his hand and lead him out the door…

Later…

               The two of you are laughing your heads off as you enjoy your impromptu picnic in the park. After grabbing the burgers, fries, and milkshakes from next door, you had suggested eating in the nearby park to which he had happily agreed.  Luke had taken off his jacket and the both of you had kicked off your shoes. You take a sip of your milkshake before grabbing a fry.

“So, tell me something…”

“What’s up?”

“Why were you so nervous?” you ask.

Luke freezes before rubbing the back of his neck, “you noticed?”

You laugh, “maybe. Just a little…”

He laughs, “I guess I just really wanted tonight to go well. I kind of…well I…I really like you. I guess I just wanted everything to be perfect and it got away from me.”

“Well, the night might not have started perfect, but it’s pretty perfect now,” you say, grabbing his hand.

He brushes your hair from your face, “yeah, it is pretty perfect.”

His lips brush yours for a second before you quickly pull him in. After a minute, he pulls away with his forehead touching yours.

“Yep, pretty damn perfect,” he says.

You laugh before kissing him again as the two of you finish what promises to be the first of many dates.

[jjchantill]

Requests

Hey everyone!

I'm glad you guys are enjoying the imagines and thank you all so much for reading them. I just wanted to post this to say that requests are open. I'm finished with school for the semester so I have a good chunk of free time that I figured I would spend writing. So, send in your request, people! They can be any situation you want just make sure you specify who  you want to be involved and the prompt you want written.  I look forward to hearing from some of you!

-Jess

[lukesaprince]

there’s no way in hell L.H

warning: smut

word count: 900+

summary: you accidentally moan another band mate’s name and Luke gets jealous and fucks you hard

requested?: yes, hope you liked it anon!! this is written by Hannah whoo, hope you guys enjoy this smut because it’s amazing!! watch out for more smut coming soon because I might drop one randomly with no warning. *wiggles eyebrows suggestively*

don’t forget requests are currently closed but they should be open again very soon :) happy reading folks!

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“Haha, you’re so funny Ashton.” I rolled my eyes and looked down at my phone seeing a text from Luke that told me he would be home any minute. Ashton was one of my best friends and although we were strictly platonic, we talked just about every day so that we would never miss a thing in each others lives. Through all of the touring, he kept me up to date with what Luke was doing on tour if he was too busy to talk to me himself.

A few minutes of useless conversation passed and I heard the door open and close, and heard shuffling as if Luke was taking off his jacket by the door. Ashton was crackling stupid jokes at me and trying to make me laugh, and he was succeeding. 

“How many tickles does it take to make an octopus laugh?” He asked. I pretended to think for a moment before answering. “Hmmm.. I’m not sure. How many?” “Tentacles!” He shouted and burst into uncontrollable laughter, and I couldn’t help but chuckle and shake my head at his dumb jokes.

I heard footsteps coming from behind me and before long I felt arms wrap around my waist and a face nestle into my neck. My heart skipped a beat knowing it was Luke and that he was finally home after a long day of working. “Ashton, Luke just got home so I’ve gotta let you go so I can go cook dinner. I’ll call you tomorrow.” I promised as we said our goodbyes and hung up.

“Hi baby” He whispered, moving his hands up and down my sides and pressing a chaste kiss to my neck. “How was your day?” I questioned and put my hands on his, feeling them slowly move down to my ass and gripping it lightly. He grunted and I felt his nose brush against my ear. 

“It was so stressful” His proximity gave me chills as his kissed down my neck, until finding my sweet spot, and sucking harshly. I reached back to hold onto his hair, getting lost in the moment. “Mmmm, that feels so good, Ash.” I moaned and moved my neck so that he could get better access, but he suddenly stopped. 

“What did you just say?” He pulled away from me completely and I spun around, just realizing what I had said.

“Luke- oh fuck. I didn’t mean that. I swear-” He cut me off. I swear I could see fire in his eyes.“Get naked and get on the bed, on all fours. Now.” I felt my stomach drop at the tone of demand in his voice. I had just been lost in the moment and I had just finished talking to Ashton on the phone, and it slipped.

 I was not even slightly attracted to Ashton in a sexual way, but I knew Luke would never believe me. “Are you going to listen or do I have to make you do it?” I heard Luke question and cross his arms over his chest. I jumped as I realized that I had just been standing there thinking about it instead of listening to what I had been told.

My hands immediately moved to my shirt, picking it up by the hem and pulling it over my head, leaving me in my blue polka dotted bra. I silently wished I would have wore something better looking but based by the look on Luke’s face, he couldn’t care less.. 

I unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down my thighs at the same time as my underwear, and kicking them off of my feet. I followed his instructions and crawled onto the center of the bed on my hands and knees and waited for him. I peeked behind me to see what he was doing and saw him push his pants and boxers fall to the floor, his erection springing up to hit his stomach.

I felt my mouth water as I saw his bright red tip oozing precum, wanting to taste him in my mouth. “Quit gawking.” He demanded and I turned to face the headboard as I heard footsteps come closer to the bed, before feeling the bed dip where he was positioned behind me.

I gripped the sheets when a finger suddenly intruded me, catching off guard with a gasp as he thrusted in and out a few times before pulling it out and bringing it to his mouth. “Who made you this wet?” He questioned, making an idea spark in my head. “Ashton,” I stated bluntly and I felt a hard hand come down to my ass making me yelp. 

“Try answering that again the right way” He growled and I gulped nervously. “It was you, baby. You made me this wet.” I told him and I felt him get into position behind me.

“Are you going to let me fuck you raw baby? Let me show you who you belong to?” He questioned and I nodded, feeling my arousal spread around as he slid his length around my opening. In a swift motion, he pushed himself in, feeling my walls stretch to adjust to his considerable size. 

“Fuck” He groaned, bringing his hand down to slap my ass again. “Who do you belong to?” He asked, starting to thrust harder, hitting my g-spot. “Fuck, I’m yours Luke.” I whined and looked down to see my hands turning white from gripping the bed sheets so hard.

“Say my name louder.” He demanded and I couldn’t help but let out another loud moan. “Fuck me harder, Luke. Show me who’s boss.” I told him knowing that it would get him riled up and it did, pushing him to go faster and harder. 

“You’re so bad, thinking about Ashton like that. You need to learn your lesson.” His hand came down on my ass again, making me moan his name and jerk forward. “Do you like it when I spank your ass like that? When you’re bad?” He asked and I nodded. “Yes, Luke.”

“Are you going to come for me baby? I’m so close.” I felt his hand come down and start brushing quick circles over my clit. His sweaty body was pressed against mine and he was starting to lose his rhythm. “Yes Lukey, fuck. I’m so close.” 

I started to move my hips back to match his pace and to help him get deeper until I felt him grip my thigh and push me over, so that he was hovering over me, with my leg resting on his shoulder. 

He continued to drill into me harder and faster until his tip pressed against my g-spot one last time and I felt myself coming undone. “Fuck, Luke. I’m coming.” I yelled and he pressed down harder on my clit, making me release all around him.

I shook around him and with a few more thrusts, I felt him release into me and ride out both of our orgasms before he slowed down, pulled out and looked down. “Uh, babe.” He said, making me come out of my euphoric state and look down between my thighs, realizing that the sheets between us were soaked. “I think you squirted.” He looked at me with a grin on his face. 

“Well can you blame me? That was so hot.” I admitted, feeling my face turn bright red and watched him lay down beside me. “Could Ashton make you feel that good?” He asked. I rolled my eyes before answering, 

“There’s no way in hell”.

[jjchantill]

hi so about a month ago my friend Hunter died in a car accident:( could you possibly write an imagine for me about maybe Luke has to tell me the news & I don't grieve very well bc I blame myself & maybe him & all of the boys help me through it.. it would be very helpful, my name is Mikayla if you are willing to do it, thank you

Sure thing love, I hope it helps! If you ever need to talk let me know.-Jess

Imagine for Mikayla

He sighs and runs his hands through his hair, you were going to be home any minute and he was going to have to tell you. He had no idea on how to break the news to you. He sits down with his head in his hands, his thoughts racing at how you would take the news. Maybe he should just do it quickly, like ripping off a band-aid. But, then again that would make him seem insensitive. Maybe he should sit you down and tell it to you slow, that way you would have time to process it. He quickly stands up as he hears the front door open and your footsteps come up the hallway.

“Hey babe, I got your message. What do you want to talk to me about?” you ask setting your bag down.

“Um…uh…” he takes a deep breath before walking over to you and grabbing your hand.

He leads you over to the couch where the two of you sit down and he rubs the back of your hand with his thumb before clearing his throat.

“Your mom called” he says.

“Yeah? What did she want? Is this about her cake pan? I told her I would give it back, but she just doe…”

“No, this isn’t about a cake pan Mikayla. It’s about Hunter” he says.

“What about him?” you ask.

“He um…he got in an accident last night.”

“Is he gonna be okay?” you ask.

“No, no he’s not…he um…he didn’t make it. You mom says that doctors announced him DOA” Luke says.

You sit there in shock as the news sinks in, your best friend. The one person you could always depend on, the one person who was always there for you was gone. You didn’t even notice you were crying until Luke was kneeling in front of you wiping your tears away.

“I’m so sorry Mikayla” he says pulling you into a hug.

You and Luke sit there frozen, your thoughts racing as you think back to last night…

A Few Weeks Later…

You hadn’t moved from your bed since you got the news, it was like you couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that Hunter was gone. You only got up once to go to the funeral, after that it was right back to your safe zone. Luke was doing everything he could to make it easier for you and you really appreciated all he was doing but nothing could fix that hole in your heart. All you could think about was the night it happened, Hunter had dropped you off after a night out and then driven home. Before he got home though, he pulled over to help a woman and her kids out with their car. It had a flat tire and the mom was having a hard time changing it, Hunter being the person he was got out of his car to help out. No one saw the drunk driver coming, he had, had one too many drinks and his vision was blurry. The driver had dropped his bottle and was reaching down to grab it when he swerved off the road, Hunter didn’t even have the chance to move out of the way. You laid there in silence the story on replay over and over again in your head. Luke walks in the room holding a cup of tea and sits down beside you before setting the tea down on the bedside table.

“Love, I know you’re hurting but you’ve got to get out of bed. This isn’t healthy.”

“I can’t” you say.

“Yes, you can. How about you come to lunch with me and lads, they miss hanging out with you and the fresh air might do you some good” he says brushing your hair out of your face.

“I don’t know” you say.

“Please, for me?” he asks.

You look at Luke, you knew he was worried about you. It had been two weeks since you had left the house and maybe he was right, the fresh air might do you some good. You nod and Luke gives you a small smile before helping you out of bed.

“I’ll let the boys know we’re coming” he says.

“Okay” you say.

You watch as he walks out dialing his phone and you grab a towel and a change of clothes before heading to the bathroom to shower. It was a long time before you got out of the shower, so long in fact that Luke had to come in a turn the water off because you were curled up in a ball on the shower floor, tears streaming down your face again.

Luke grabs the towel from the nearby rack and wraps it around you before carrying you to the bedroom. He holds you, his hand brushing over your hair telling you it was okay.

“We can cancel if you want” he says.

You wipe your eyes and sniffle, “no…no I don’t want to cancel. I want to do this, I can do this. Just give me a minute.”

You pull away from Luke’s arms and he watches as you walk back into the bathroom to get the clothes you had forgotten. You walk back out wearing your favorite pair of jeans and a long sleeve shirt, you run a brush through your hair and grab one of Luke’s beanies before slipping on your shoes.

“Okay” you say standing in front of Luke.

He stands up and brushes your hair out of your face, before pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“I’m proud of you” he says.

You give him a small smile and the two of you make your way downstairs. Luke being the understanding boyfriend that he is choose a restaurant that wasn’t too far from home just in case you felt like you couldn’t handle it. As soon as you walk in you’re attacked by three boys and a whole lot of hugs.

“Mikayla!” Michael says.

“Hey Mikey” you say hugging him back.

“About time you came out of that dark cave you call a home” Calum says jokingly.

You watch as Luke shoots him a look and Ashton rolls his eyes.

“Ignore him, he decided that he was going to have a beer on the way over here” Ashton says pulling you into a hug.

Three hugs and one elbow to Calum’s ribs later, you were all sitting down enjoying your meal. You were laughing for what felt like the first time in years at one of Calum’s crazy stories when everything finally calmed down. After your meal the guys had decided to treat you to some frozen yogurt in the park.

“In all seriousness, how are you doing Mikayla? Luke told us you were having a hard time” Calum says licking his spoon.

You clear your throat, before setting your yogurt down. “I’m fine. It’s just a little hard is all, but I think I’m okay now.”

You look around you at all the people that truly care about you and smile over at Luke. He smiles back at you before grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers with his.

“Thank you” you say.

“For what?” Luke asks.

“For dragging my sorry butt out of bed. This is exactly what I needed” you say.

“That’s what I’m here for” he says.

“I know and that’s one of the reason why I love you” you say.

Luke presses a gentle kiss to your lips and smiles.

“I love you too.”

The moment however, is ruined when the two of you are dogpiled by three grown boys.

“We love you too!” Calum says.

You laugh, “I love you guys too!”

You spent the rest of the day laughing and spending time with Luke and three of your closest friends.

Imagine for Mikayla

[jjchantill]

He Cheats and You Find Out: Luke

Okay so the beginning might seem a little bit familiar and that’s because I kind of got some inspiration from wolf of wall street or whatever it’s called. Anyway I hope you guys enjoy this one, request are open!-Jess

He Cheats and You Find Out: Luke

He wakes up in shock, dripping wet.

“What the hell?” he yells.

“Who’s Paris?” you ask.

“What the...who is that? I don’t know a Paris” Luke says.

“Really?” you ask.

“Yes really” he says.

You throw another glass of water at him.

“You are so full of crap, you were saying her name in your sleep” you say.

“What? I was not, I don’t….” he pauses.

His mind flashes back to last night in the club with the boys and a pretty redhead coming up to whisper in his ear, and him following her out of the club a few minutes later.

“Oh, Paris...well I guess I have to tell you now. Paris is where I’m taking you for our three month anniversary” he says.

You throw another glass of water at him and he sputters.

“What the hell was that for?” he yells.

“Because you’re a lying dirtbag!” you yell.

“You know what? Screw you! Paris isn’t a place I was going to take you, it’s a girl. A girl that I slept with last night and let me tell you something baby, she was fan-freaking-tastic!” he yells.

“Oh she was, was she?” you yell from the bathroom.

You walk back into your bedroom and get ready to throw water on him again.

“Don’t you do it! Don’t you dare throw that water at me y/n! I swear if you throw that at me, we are over. Now just listen to me for a minute babe, I didn’t mean what I said before. Honestly I was thinking about you the whole time” he says making his way closer to you.

He pulls you towards him, his arms wrapped around your waist.

“I love you and you know I love you. She was a drunk mistake that happened a few times” he says.

You pull away, “a few times? What the hell do you mean a few times?”

“Babe calm down, I just misspoke” he says hurriedly.

You grab the cup of water and toss it in his face. He yells in anger and frustration and you slap him, hard.

“What the hell is wrong with you!” he yells.

“How many times did you sleep with her Luke?” you ask.

“Babe…”

“How. many. times?” you ask.

“I don’t think…”

“Fine, you don’t want to talk now. I’ll make you talk” you say walking downstairs.

“Y/n, where are you going?” he calls out.

You walk downstairs and grab his golf clubs from the closet before making your way to the driveway where his brand new car was sitting. You slam the golf club onto the windshield, cracking it down the middle.

“You want to talk now!” you yell up.

Luke comes out on the balcony, “ What the hell are you doing?”

You’re about to hit it again.

“Don’t do it y/n, I’m warning you. Do not hit that car” he says.

You look up at him, a defiant look in your eye and slam the golf club down on his $500,000 car.

“You crazy bitch!” he yells.

“What was that? I’m a crazy what?” you ask slamming the golf club down again.

“Stop! Putting the freaking golf club down!” he yells.

“How many times!” you yell hitting the car again.

“Twice! It was twice!” he yells.

You stop hitting the car and walk back inside to the bedroom where he was. You grab all his clothes out of the closet and throw them at him.

“Get out” you say.

“What?”

“Get out of my house, you lying, cheating, piece of crap” you say.

“Babe…”

“Get out!” you yell throwing a lamp at you.

He ducks out of the way, “babe…”

“Please just leave” you say falling to the floor, the tears you were trying to hold back finally making their way to the surface.

Luke stands there silently as you cry, then sits down next to you before wrapping his arms around you and hugging you to his chest.

“I’m so sorry baby” he says hugging you tighter.

“I’m so sorry, I screwed up and I’m sorry” he says again.

“Why Luke? Why? Don’t you love me anymore?” you sob.

“Of course I do, hey...look at me” he says tilting your head so that your eyes meet his.

“I love you with every beat of my heart, every breath in my body. I will never stop loving you y/n, she was just a drunken mistake. That’s all she was and is, honestly I was saying her name in my sleep because of the guilt, I woke up next to her last night and felt terrible. I was going to tell you but I just couldn’t figure out how” he says.

“You should have just told me” you say.

“I know and I was stupid not to tell you the minute I saw you. I should have just said it and then we could have saved ourselves all this” he says.

You nod and he kisses your forehead.

“I love you y/n and I know it may be a lot to ask right now but can you forgive me?” he asks.

You look at the man you love and have loved for that past three years, were you really willing to let all this go?

“Yes, but we have things we need to talk about” you say.

“Whatever you want” he says pressing a kiss to your forehead, happy that you were willing to work things out with him.

He Cheats and You Find Out: Luke

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Luke would be the type of boyfriend who would be super jealous and clingy but in a cute way. You guys would be sitting next to each other on a couch whether it be at his place, a club, dressing rooms, etc. You would have a conversation with one of the other guys and Luke wouldn’t mind at first but then he would get jealous when you start to laugh or smile at whatever the other guys would say so he would put his arm around your shoulder and pull you into his body and when you wouldn’t push him away but still carry on the conversation with the other guys he would start rubbing circles on your hip and pepper kisses all along your jaw and neck until you stop the conversation to look at him and he would just give you that smile that shows off his little cute dimple and you would be a goner.