5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines

Hate || l.h.

You sat on the couch watching cartoons as you waited for your brother to return with the pizza. You heard the front door close causing you to tilt your head back, a smile evident on your face as you saw your brother, Ashton, holding two pizza boxes in his arms.

You jumped up off the couch and over to your brother, immediately stopping as you saw Luke stood beside him. You groaned and crossed your arms over your chest.

"Why is he here?" You glanced over at Luke who was also holding a pizza box.

"He was getting pizza too, so now he's here." Ashton shrugged, handing you your pizza box. You took it from him before walking away from the two of them.

"Thanks." You muttered as you sat back down on the couch, opening up your pizza box.

"You're having that whole pizza to yourself?" Luke questioned, sitting on your left side as Ashton sat on your right.

You rolled your eyes and picked up a slice of your pizza. "I could ask you the same thing," You glanced at him before taking a bite from your slice.

"Shut up, smart arse." He rolled his eyes.

You chose to ignore his comment and instead turned back to the tv screen, continuing to watch your cartoons as you ate your pizza.

"Okay, I'm getting a drink, want anything?" Ashton asked after a couple moments of silence before he stood up, making his way to the kitchen. Both you and Luke denied his offer, before sitting within the silence that fell between the two of you.

You glanced down at you thigh, seeing Luke's hand now sitting there. You furrowed your eyebrows before moving your hand to his, you lifted it and before you could throw it aside, he turned his hand over and laced his fingers with yours.

You quickly looked up at Luke, a confused expression spread across your face.

"Don't look so confused, Y/N," Luke whispered. "I thought it was kind of obvious that I liked you." His blue eyes were focused on yours, never had you noticed before how beautiful they were, how beautiful he was.

He was so close to you that you couldn't bring yourself to move. "Luke," You whispered, closing your eyes as he moved his other unoccupied hand to your face, cupping your cheek. "I hate you," You sighed, opening your eyes as he glanced down at your lips.

"I hate you too." He whispered before pressing his lips to yours. You gasped, taking a moment to register what was happening before kissing him back.

"Aw bro, come on. She's my little sister." You pulled away, dropping Luke's hand when you heard Ashton's voice.

"Shit," Luke mumbled as you pushed him away from you. You sat in awe of what just happened. Luke, your brothers best friend, your sworn enemy, the boy who's been nothing but tauntingly cruel to you for the past two years, had kissed you.

You shook your head before pushing yourself up from the couch and walking away from the two boys.

"Y/N, wait please," Luke called after you as you made it to the stairs. "Y/N," He repeated as you continued to ignore him.

You were confused. He kissed you. You felt bad leaving knowing you actually enjoyed it but you were simply confused to how you felt towards him as a person. "Y/N," Luke's voice raised causing you to stop near the top and turn around, looking down at him as he stood at the bottom of the stairs.

"What?" You asked, no remorse evident in your voice. "Sorry if I'm a little thrown Luke as up until like 5 minutes ago I thought you hated me?" You spoke harshly as you begun walking back down the steps, eventually reaching him at the bottom.

"No," Luke mumbled. "I've liked you for a while," He spoke quietly as he bit down on his lip ring nervously. "I just didn't want you or Ashton to find out so I guess I figured being a complete-"

"Asshole?" You interrupted, smirking just as little as Luke shook his head.

"You know, sometimes you really don't make it all that hard for me to 'fake' hate you." He smiled up at you.

"Shut up," You smiled slightly. "So you like me?" You quickly changed the topic of conversation back to the original reasoning for you actually talking to him.

"Yeah.." He muttered with a small smile. "Sorry." He shrugged, not removing his eyes from you for even a moment.

"Just kiss me again." You blurted out, the feeling of his lips not being on yours becoming far too much for you to handle.

Luke didn't hesitate for a second before standing on the step below you - now standing at the same height as you - before cupping your face and kissing you.

"I take that back. I'm not sorry."

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I'm super tired. Idk if I like this or not but whatever its like 1am so goodnight.