Imagines and Preferences.
"How could I forget about you?"
“Y/N?!” A familiar voice exclaimed.
I hesitated to turn, knowing exactly who I would see. I pivoted on my heels to see a gorgeous curly blonde haired Luke.
“Luke.” I gasped, as though I no longer had air in my lungs. It had been years since I had seen him in person. We were 16.
Luke pulled me into the tightest hug I had ever been a part of; now I knew I had no air in my lungs. “What are you doing here?”
“I- Uh-” What am I doing here? “I live here now.”
“In LA? How did I not know that?”
I chuckled a bit, trying not to sound rude, “Luke, we haven’t talked since were 16.”
“We should catch up.” He smiled, my heart skipped a beat.
“Uh- yeah- why not? When?”
“Are you free tonight?”
“Sure am.” I smiled. What the hell am I getting myself into? I could feel the vomit ready to spew from my anxiety.
“Great. How about we meet at our old spot and go from there? 8?” Luke seemed excited, and I just couldn’t tell why.
“Sure.” I blushed, then went on my way.
I hurried home, knowing damn well the time would fly once I began getting ready and trying to look perfect. I don’t really know why I was trying so hard, the last time I saw Luke, I was just some love sick teenager balling her eyes out that he was leaving. I never thought I’d see him again.
Just as I suspected; time flew by. It was 7:30 and I quickly rushed to our old spot which was really just a mom and pop diner at the end of town. As I walked in I saw Luke sitting at a table fidgeting with his hands in his lap. I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself. The table was set in the dim lighting of the diner itself, and some candles, with a single rose.
“What’s all this?” I asked, approaching the table.
“Y/N!” he jumped, “Hi. I didn’t even see you come in.”
I chuckled again, “You okay, Luke?”
“Sorry, I’m just really nervous.”
“What’s there to be nervous about?” Y/N asked. Oh… You know… I’ve only been in love with you since we were 16… You are definitely the one that got away.
“Uh-” before I could think of the right words, the waitress came up and asked for our order.
“So, how is the fame treating you?” Y/N smiled, taking a sip of her usual milkshake.
“It has been the craziest life experience I think anyone could ever have. I honestly just love performing.”
“So when is the next tour?”
“We’re actually on a hiatus right now. We are all pretty burnt out and just need to get back to where we started.”
“Punny.” she smiled.
“You listen to our music?” I blushed.
“Here and there.” she blushed back.
We talked for hours on hours, just like old times.
“Luke.” she cooed.
“Why did you want to catch up? I figured you had long forgotten about me. You never called, or wrote, never gave an awesome shout out at any of your concerts.” I could tell she ended it on a joke to seem less hurt.
“Y/N, I–” My words escaped me.
“You?” she leaned in.
“I– I could never forget about you. I have been madly in love with you since the day I met you. Leaving for the band was one of the hardest things I have ever done. I thought just cutting all ties was for the best; I thought you would forget me and I would forget you, but I just couldn’t. Y/n, you’re the one that got away, and I wanted to catch up and maybe have a second chance if I could?” My heart raced as I finished the sentence. Y/N looked taken back.
“You– So– Um– You want to try this again? It’s been 5 years. We’ve both gone through so much, fame, love, separation–”
“Y/N.” I chuckled, “You’re rambling.”
“Please, Y/N. I mean it, I could never forget about you. I don’t want to.”
Y/N quickly leaned over the table and kissed me. We didn’t pull apart for a long moment.
“Is that a yes?” I smiled as she slowly leaned back.
“I never could forget you either.” she smiled, “Yes.”