5SOS Imagines

Colored -Luke-

"Luke." My eyes directed from my phone, up to see a little girl. She smiled down at me.

"How do you know my name?" I asked, sweetly. She put her hands in front of her, interlocked them, and swayed from side to side.

"My Mum told me."

"And what is your name?" She smiled.

"Y/n Irwin." This was the QB's little sister! She definitely didn't look as tough as Ashton.

"How old are you Y/n?"

"7 years old." I smiled.

"I know your big brother. He's the school quarter back right? Ashton Irwin?" I saw his Mum earlier and now I've connected the dots.

"Yeah!" Y/n cheered.

"You wanna hangout sometime?" She bit her lip.

"Not a date right?" I laughed and shook my head.

"Nope. Just friends, I don't like girly stuff." I teased. She hugged me around my neck and I hugged her back.

*** 4 months later

Y/N and me always had fun at the football games. We would cheer in the stands, in front of the crowd, and run around, with the occasional scolding here and there. But in was all gonna end in two weeks. And here we were at the third to last game.

"Y/N. Can I talk to you?" I asked, looking up at the girl on my shoulders. She nodded and put her down and we sat down.

"So, it's going to be winter soon. And that means that football season will be over. And that means that we won't be able to meet up like this at games." I knew I could see her at the park or her house, but Y/N held this place especially in her heart for us.

"Really?" She said looking up at me. I nodded and moved a little hair from her face behind her ear. That little round ear, those rosy cheeks, and that little smile.

"But...I don't want you to leave me." She hugged me by my middle and I hugged her back.

"Please don't cry. I know it won't be the same, but, doesn't Ash play basketball?" Her eyes lit up as she looked up at me.

"Yeah, he does!" She was so excited she put all her body force into me and we landed on the bleachers, with the little body on top of me. We just laughed like idiots and Y/N hugged me once again.

"OK?" I asked her. She nodded.

"OK."
***

I titled it colored because usually teenagers don't become friends with smaller kids. Sometimes my little sister (we are the two youngest girls) is my best friend. But I guarantee to you, that if we lived together we wouldn't. That little 9 year old's got too much sass. But I love her anyway, and just because she is my half sister doesn't mean I love her any less.

Luke kinda shows his colors in this imagine, he had a soft spot for Y/N, and he expressed it by making new compromises and just being her friend in general. A part two is called for. :)

Be you!
MH xxx