Imagines and One-Shots (Book Two)

Through It All (Luke Hemmings) - Part 2

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Luke's POV; One week later

The night you made Michael leave your dorm, he practically lectured Luke when he got back to his own about how shitty it was that he was acting as the middle man when Luke was the one who screwed up. And Michael made sure Luke understood that if he wanted to fix things with his best friend, he needed to be the one to do it. Luke knew he was right, obviously – he knew he was taking the easy way out of apologizing to you.

You'd been there for him through it all – all his breakups and panic attacks, all his highs and lows... You were the one he trusted with every little detail about him... And he fucked up.

Luke didn't want you to never come around again – he knew he cared about you far too much to ever lose you for good – but the only thing he could think of to say he was sorry... Well, he didn't know if it would be enough this time.

But that didn't mean he wasn't going to try. So, five weeks after you blew up at Luke, his plan was put into action.

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Your POV

It was Saturday morning – 10:48, to be exact – and the sun was shining right down on your face, making you groan softly as you finally started waking up. You stretched your legs, a soft sigh passing your lips.

You didn't want to be up this early – it was Saturday, after all – but you decided to get up anyway; You didn't want to waste the day or risk going to bed too late that night. You didn't have any plans that day, so you just figured you'd do your laundry and some cleaning.

But you couldn't help but feel like something was off.

When you sat up in bed, your eyes immediately landed on the laundry basket sitting on the chair beside your closet – all your clothes cleaned and folded neatly inside. You knew it wasn't your roommate – she'd left the day before to stay with her parents in their hotel while they were visiting for the weekend. Your confusion wasn't lessened when you saw a sticky note on top of the clothes either, but you got up anyway to read it.

Campus quad
11:30

You, of course, knew the messy handwriting to be Luke's. To be honest, you were debating on whether or not to actually go – sure, maybe he was the one who wrote it, but that didn't mean he wouldn't show up. But in the end, you decided to get ready anyway, wanting to see what he had in store for you.

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Half an hour later, with your hands stuffed in the pockets of your jacket, you walked out of your dorm building and made your way to the quad. There were quite a few people out today even though it was a little chillier, but you had yet to find a sign of the blonde boy you were supposed to meet. You could feel the disappointment rising, but before it had filled up all the way, you noticed him out of the corner of your eye.

You looked over at one of the larger trees in the quad, finding Luke sitting on a blanket beside the trunk. You watched him for a moment – he was talking to someone on his phone as he roughly pulled at his hair, clearly nervous about something.

When he looked up, his eyes immediately found yours and he visibly lost his breath. He truthfully hadn't expected you to show up, but to see you standing across the quad from where he was, he thought he was going to throw up because he was so scared his plan wouldn't work.

He quickly said something to the person he was talking to when he saw you begin walking toward him. He scrambled to get up as you approached, allowing you to see the picnic basket that had been on the other side of him.

"You came," Luke said softly when you were close enough to hear him.

"What are you doing, Luke?" you asked, making him swallow thickly at the sound of his name.

"I... I know you're mad that I haven't been a good friend lately, s-so I wanted to make it up to you..." he replied nervously, "I-I got your favorites-" He motioned toward the picnic basket beside his foot. "-I was gonna actually try to cook something, but I didn't wanna burn the dorms down..." You couldn't help but giggle under your breath, making Luke swallow again – he'd always loved your laugh, especially when he was the one who caused it.

You both sat down on the blanket, beginning to have lunch together. The thing about you and Luke was that no matter how mad one of you was with the other, you would always find yourselves still laughing and talking as if nothing ever happened before an apology was ever made.

After you were finished eating, you both stood up and Luke packed everything back into the picnic basket before leading you elsewhere. It didn't take you that long to realize where he was taking you – you always went to the pond on campus when you wanted to talk without people around. And lucky for him, no one was there that afternoon.

You sat back down on the ground after he put the blanket down once again, both of you sitting side-by-side facing the water. You could hear Luke breathe in deeply every now and then before letting it out, signaling that he wanted to speak but he couldn't work up the courage yet.

But a few moments later, he finally did.

"You know..." Luke said softly, "We met five years ago last Thursday..."

"We did, huh?" you murmured. You weren't going to pretend that you forgot – you spent the whole time you weren't in class just trying not to cry at the thought of ever losing Luke's friendship.

"We did," he nodded, glancing at you before turning his attention back to the water, "You were behind me in the lunch line and you laughed when you heard me groan at the pizza." You couldn't help but smile before allowing yourself to giggle again at the memory.

"And you heard me laugh and told me it was pizza day and I immediately understood why you did it," you recalled.

"Things were so much easier when we were in high school," he said, swallowing thickly. You looked at him, curious as to why that seemed to have such an effect on him. "I know I haven't been the greatest friend, Y/N – especially these last few months..." he said softly, shaking his head, "But I... I still care about you more than anything... I still love you more than anything... You're my best friend – we've been through everything together. You were there when my very first girlfriend cheated on me and when Cal, Mike, and I won the talent show senior year and when I got accepted into my dream school and when I started having panic attacks over exams... You've been there through it all, Y/N, and there's no way I'll ever be able to thank you enough for that... But always blowing you off was wrong of me and I'll understand if you never forgive me because it was a really shitty thing for me to do – especially to someone who's done so much for me – but I really am sorry... If you don't want to give me another chance, I won't blame you... But if you do, I swear I'll do better... I love you so much, Y/N... I don't know where I'd be if I didn't have you..."

"I love you too, Lu," you whispered, wrapping your arms around his neck.

You felt Luke let out a sharp breath, the arm closest to you winding around your waist and tugging on you. You immediately took the hint, crawling onto his lap and letting him hold you just as tightly as you were holding onto him.

"I swear I'll do better," he choked out, feeling you squeeze him, "I don't wanna lose you..."

"I know, Lu," you replied just as quietly, kissing the top of his jawline and running your fingers through his hair.

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