Imagines and One-Shots (Book Three)

The Only Exception (Luke Hemmings)

listen i'm all here for the idea of 20-something college students who haven't had their first kiss yet ok

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"Hey, loser," Luke heard behind him as arms wrapped around his neck. He instantly smiled, already knowing who it was.

"Hi, Y/N," he murmured softly.

The two of you were an unlikely duo – only meeting because you were failing math in high school junior year and needed a tutor – but the moment you met, you'd become inseparable. And even though that were both in college now, none of that had changed. You were Luke's first real friend and, although he now had more friends because of you, you were the only one of them he trusted with his life.

"So," you chirped, releasing your hold on him to walk beside him, "For movie night this weekend, I was thinking-"

"I can't make it this weekend," he cut you off. You stopped in your tracks, causing Luke to stop walking as well.

"What?" you frowned, "Why not?"

"Going to a party at Sigma Nu..."

"My shy, nerdy little Hemmo is going to a college frat party?" you gasped obnoxiously as Luke rolled his eyes.

"Are you done?" he asked.

"For now," you shrugged, "But seriously; Why are you all of a sudden going to parties?"

"Cal really wants me to come..." he mumbled. It was obvious he didn't really want to go, but because he and Calum were close, he agreed to it.

"He invited you and not me?" you pouted.

"Probably because he knows you're going to come anyway now that movie night isn't happening," he reminded you, "But you could always not show up just to spite him."

"And miss your first frat party?" you snorted, "I don't think so, Hemmo."

"Do you have to call me that?"

"Been calling you Hemmo since high school," you shrugged, "If you really minded, you would have told me to stop by now. Anyway, don't wanna be late to class." You repositioned your backpack to rest more comfortably on your shoulder, gripping the strap tightly so it didn't fall off as you started sprinting. "Later, Hemmo!" you called over your shoulder, "See you at lunch!"

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Saturday night

"Y/N!" Calum hugged you the second you walked into the Sigma Nu frat house.

"Cal," you giggled, "Almost seems like you were waiting for me to show up."

"And what if I was?" he smirked, "Is it a crime to enjoy seeing the life of every party she goes to?"

"I don't suppose it is," you winked, "Especially with a save like that." Calum laughed loudly.

"Do you want a drink?" he asked, "I'll get you something."

"Nah," you shook your head, "I'm good for now. I do have a question though."

"And the answer to that question is in the kitchen," he chirped, grabbing your hand and pulling you along with him into the other room. Your eyes immediately landed on Luke's awkward stance as he talked to two other mutual friends – Michael and Ashton – and you couldn't help but smile at him.

"How'd you know the question was about Luke?" you asked, loud enough for Calum to hear but not loud enough for Luke to.

"Isn't it always?" he sighed dramatically, earning himself an eye roll.