Luke
"Okay, this is the final apartment, if this is also a bust, we're stuck in that shoebox." I sighed, looking at the newspaper as Luke and I sat in the car.
"What happened to the optimistic Y/N that I love?" Luke chuckled, taking my hand.
"I'm trying, Luke, but we've looked at ten apartments, all of which have either been exactly the same size as our current apartment, or have been...odd...in some way." I spoke.
"I have a good feeling about this one." He smiled, kissing my hand. I returned his smile before opening the car door and walking towards the apartment. I opened the door and my eyes widened.
"Wow." I gawped as Luke shut the door.
"This place is massive." He nodded.
"Oh my god, it's perfect, babe. It's got two bedrooms, a nice bathroom and...babe, this is our apartment." I chuckled.
"I love it. And it's only five grand rent a month, which is reasonable, considering my salary." He nodded.
"No!" I laughed.
"Yes. What do you say, babe?" he asked, smiling at me.
"Let's go for it." I squealed, tightly hugging Luke and making him laugh as he hugged me back.
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5sos imagines
FanfictionHi my loves! This is what it says on the tin, a variety of 5sos imagines, all written by me. Check out my "5sos imagines 2.0" book for the imagines that I couldn't fit into this one :) (Please note that majority of the parts have multiple imagines...
