5sos Preferences and Imagines

Unrequited Love (Requsted)

A/N: Oh lord it's been awhile since I've written 5sos. This was a request from brideofharrystyles . Thanks babe! It's written in second person but Y/N's name is Emily. It's slightly different from the original request but not too much. 

Summery: The night before your wedding doesn't go as planned by any means

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: A baby swear, brief mentions of puking, probably some typos.

One day before the wedding. The fact made you swoon every time you thought about it. Luke would finally be your husband. You had made it through the years of touring and hardships that came with dating a celebrity. It was time to celebrate.

You decided to do away with the typical rules of not seeing your significant other the night before your wedding. It was just stupid to you. So when Michael offered to host a barbecue, you couldn't refuse. It was a chance to hang out with your best friends when things were low-key.

You couldn't help but hang out with Calum the most throughout the night. You were the closest to him in the band (besides Luke, obviously). In fact, he had been the one to introduce you to Luke in the first place. He had always held a special place in your heart and you couldn't help but feel bad that he was the only band member at the party without a date.

"Remember when you said I was the only boy you were ever going to hang around?" He asked as you recalled childhood memories.

"Oh my gosh, I was six!" You playfully rolled your eyes.

"You wouldn't talk to anyone else until you were like nine," he giggled.

"Can you blame me? Eight year old boys are gross."

"You aren't kidding."

"I'm glad I decided to change my policy. Would've never met Luke that way."

Calum could see the love in your eyes as you said his name. It made what he was about to say ten times worse.

"Yeah, about that . . ."

You turned your head innocently, waiting for him to say something.

"Emily, I don't really know how to say this but . . . I'm . . . I'm in love with you."

You laughed at his antics. He had to be kidding, right?

"Good one." You held your hand up for a fist bump but he only looked at you. You slowly lowered it. "You're joking, right?"

"Nope."

"Calum," you said, your voice getting louder, grabbing the attention of Luke and his friend, Sierra. "I'm getting married tomorrow. You can't possibly mean that!"

"Emily, I've let it sit with me for too long. This was my last chance to say something before it was completely gone."

"Calum, that chance was over the minute Luke and I got together. I don't know who you think you are but you can't just expect me to drop everything and run away with you." With that you took off into the house, causing Sierra to run in after you. This caught the attention of the other girls and they went in behind her.

"What the hell was that," Luke asked in a confused tone as he approached Calum.

Calum couldn't even look him in the eyes. He knew it was wrong but you had to know.

"Why is Emily so upset?" He felt like he already knew but he wanted to know for sure. "Calum, what did you say to her."

Calum's silence was enough for him and he lunged at him, causing Michael and Ashton to get up to intervene.

"What in the world is wrong with you?"

"Luke, calm down." Michael said as he started guiding him inside. Ashton stayed out to talk to Calum.

Meanwhile, you were in a guest room, surrounded by Sierra, Kay Kay, and Crystal, fuming. You wanted to cry yet at the same time you wanted to punch a wall. There were angry tears but it wasn't like you were bawling your eyes out.

Luke calmed down enough to see you and the girls left as soon as they saw him standing in the doorway. He sat down on the bed, watching you pace across the room.

"I can't believe he would say that! He's had years upon years to say something and he chooses tonight to do it?" You plopped down on the bed next to him and stared at the ground.

"I don't know babe."

"I'm just so mad. This isn't how the night before our wedding is supposed to go. I don't even think I can look at him right now."

"I don't think he should come tomorrow."

You turned your head slightly to look at him. "I . . . yeah, that might be best."

Luke leaned in to give you a kiss and you melted into his touch. He could tell you were still angry when he pulled away though.

"Come on, give me a smile, please?"

"Don't think I can."

"Oh, I think you can." He grabbed you by the waist and started tickling your hips, causing you to fall into a fit of laughter. "There it is."

"You're the worst."

"But you love it."

~

The morning of your wedding arrived and it was almost perfect. The memories of last night plagued your minds and you couldn't help but feel sad that you probably lost Calum as a friend. Maybe that's what caused you to puke right before you put on your dress.

It was of course a huge cause of concern for everyone. It only caused more confusion when they found that you had no fever.

"Food poisoning?"

"Nerves?"

There were plenty of guesses but nobody could put their finger on it. That was, everyone except your best friend.

"You're pregnant." She stated bluntly.

"Excuse me, what? How would you know that?" The more you thought about it though, the more of a possibility it became.

"Gut instinct. I'll go buy a test." She was out the door before you could protest and was back ten minutes later with a stick for you to pee on.

You took the test and waited the three agonizing minutes to see the result.

Positive.

"Oh my word." You weren't sure if you should be excited or panicked.

Everyone around you cheered and you decided to be happy. You were getting married. It was a day to be happy. What did it matter if you were pregnant?

But Luke. Oh, how were you going to tell Luke?