Band Imagines

Goofing Off (Luke Hemmings)

*Y/N*
  You and Luke were going out for breakfast at a small cafè down the street from your house. You giggled when he came out of the bathroom wearing a pair of fake glasses that a fan had given him while he was on tour.
    "What?"
He asks.
    "You are actually going to wear those?"
You ask.
    "Of course. I think that they make me look hot."
He says.
    "You look like a dork."
You say.
  He pokes his bottom lip out in a pout.
    "Why are you so mean?"
He says, crossing his arms across his chest.
  You laugh and shake your head at his childishness.
    "Okay Lukey. They look adorable on you. Now let's go and get something to eat before I starve to death."
You say.
  He chuckles and we walk out to his car. He then drives down to the cafè that we go to eat at once a week. We walked inside hand in hand and we sat at the table that we always sat at. You looked up from your food to see Luke making funny faces at you. You couldn't help but to giggle and cover your mouth with your hand. He is so adorable. Sometimes you wonder how you managed to find a guy that is as sweet and talented as him. Like, how did he fall for you? He could have any girl that he wanted, but he chose a girl that he barely knew. Merely a fan.