Imagine: Skinny Love

                                    

                                          
Luke: You have been best friends since you were five and moved in next door to him. But you loved him. You were in love with him. He would never know that, you were too scared to ruin your friendship. 
                          
          "Hey Lukey!" you walked into his room after not seeing him at school for a few days to see him packing things into a suitcase. "Wait, what's going on?" 
                          
            "Oh hey Y/N. Sorry I haven't talked to you in a few days but things have been crazy! We got an opportunity to write and record in London!" You felt as though someone kicked you in the stomach. 
                          
             "Wow. That's amazing. Congrats!" You sat on the edge of his bed, silently watching him pack. "So you're leaving soon then?"
                          
            "Yep! Super early tomorrow!"
                          
           "Oh," was all you could manage out. "Um I should let you pack, I'll see you around then."
                          
           "Wait, aren't you gunna say goodbye?" he had caught your wrist on the way out the door. 
                          
           "Right. Sorry." He pulled you into a strong hug and you melted into his arms. You clung to him desperatly as if he was your anchor. Inhaling his scent to remember while he's gone. For a second you think about telling him those three little words, but back down when he pulls away. 
                          

                          
Calum:  He was the popular guy at school always making people laugh, star soccer player, and he's gorgeous. You were the not so popular nerd. Ok so maybe not full blown nerd, but you were more focused on your school work than who just broke up with who. He was breathtaking though. The way his laugh lights up his entire face and his eyes squeeze shut, his gracefulness when running on the soccer field, his cute little lisp captivated you. Seemingly unkown you made your way down the hall only to have someone slam your books from your arms and onto the floor.

                          
           "Can you watch where you're going?" one of the popular bitches sneered. She walked away laughing, clearly pleased with herself. Sighing you bent down to gather your things. Another body bent down to help you.
                          
           "Here, I'm so sorry about her. Are you alright?" they asked and you lifted your eyes to meet Calum's. 
                          
            "Um yea. I'm fine, thanks." You stutter out and hustle away. Later that day at your locker Calum appeared out of nowhere again. 
                          
           "Hey, Y/N right?" You nod silently too shocked at the fact he knew your name to verbally respond. "You uh forgot to pick this up earlier," he hands you your lyrics notebook. "Do you write music?"
                          
           "Um yea. But I'm not very good though," you admit feeling the blush creeping up your neck.
                          
         "Aw c'mon! Don't sell yourself short! It was open on the ground and I read part of one, it was amazing! I play guitar you know," he smirks at you, causing your heart rate to speed up.
                          
          "Oh that's cool."
                          
          "It is. We should collab sometime."
                          
          "Uh yea, sounds cool." You give him a small smile and walk away.
                          

                          
Ashton:  He was your older brothers best friend. You were only two years apart and very close to your brother. His friends are your friends and vice versa. You have a major crush on Ash. His smile and dimples always make you weak. "Oh my god can you guys just date already!?" y/bff/n yells  at you and Ashton together on the couch laughing. At her words you both stop and awkwardly look at each other, blushing like crazy.
                          
         "Ha yea right!" you try and laugh it off.
                          
        "No, no, no. Don't encourage that. He touches my sister I'll have to pund him!" Your brother jokes, or you hope he is joking. He shoot Ashton a warning glare before leaning his head back and cackling. 
                          
           "Hey guys I don't feel so good. I'm just gonna go lay down. I'll see you guys later!" you wave bye and rush up the stairs to your room. Landing on your bed staring at the ceiling. You debate telling Ashton how you feel but fear of his reaction holds you back. He probably just thinks of you as a little sister. 
                          

                          
Michael:  He comes into the coffee shop almost everyday, as do you. You go to put off going home longer. Homework and the internet keep you busy. He always sits at the table in the corner, directly facing yours. His hair color ever changing. Today it's a white blonde color, drastically contrasting his jet black t-shirt and swirly black ink peeking out on his upper arm. He clicks away at his phone, smiling. You stare intently, wonder what is making him so happy. In that second his eyes flick up and meet yours. Smiles are exchanged before you quickly go back to the paper you are writing. After an hour or so you see him walk by you and out the door without a word. Your hear sinks, you had hoped he'd at least say hi. 
                          

                          
Soo this is just like a think you thing for getting these to over 7K reads. like that is totally insane you guys rock!! Kk so this I did this differently than my others. I really hope you guys like it! If this gets enough votes I'll do a follow up part of each boy! Comment if that's something you would want me to do! kk love you beautifuls! xo -Rachel