I watched Luke's eyes slowly open to reveal his ocean blue eyes. I hummed happily, causing a smile to break out on his face. Leaning in, I pressed my forehead against his as a small sign of affection.

"I love you," I whispered happily, never wanting to move away from him.

"You're okay I guess." He said with a shrug. I frowned and turned my back on him, feeling the breeze hit my bare skin. He laughed to himself and snuck his hand over my naked stomach, breathing heavily into the crease of my neck as he left gentle kisses on my skin. "Just kidding, Princess."

A loud knock on the hotel door caused a loud groan to leave my mouth as Luke's body left the bed.

"What do you want?" He mumbled angrily as he opened the door.

"Good morning to you too, Princess." Michael joked, allowing himself into the room. I instinctively pulled the bed sheets further up my chest so everything but my face was hidden. "Hello there." He whistled with a smirk as his eyes landed on me.

"Fuck off, Michael." Luke elbowed his chest as an attempt to force him out the room, but he inched closer to the bed instead.

"We have band practice, Luke." He told him the message he had clearly came to deliver. Michael wandered over to the window, drawing the curtains quickly to let the sunlight seep into the room. I squinted my eyes at the sudden contact with the light, hissing and hiding under the covers. "Oh and Liz told us not to tell you, but she's surprising you this afternoon."

I snorted like a pig, my weird version of a laugh, before realising who Liz was. Liz was Luke's mum, I'd never met her before. Suddenly, nervous butterflies swarmed my stomach.

"You can finally meet my mum!" Luke grinned happily, looking over in my direction. I gave him a small, calm smile but on the inside, I was screaming. I'm never good when I'm put in awkward situations.

"Uh, Mike, what time is she coming?" I asked while fumbling with my hands.

"I don't know," He shrugged unhelpfully. "She just said this afternoon."

"Goodbye, Michael," Luke whined, shoving him out of the room after a lot of pushing. I took in a deep breath, not sure if I was ready to meet his family yet- especially Liz. Liz was overprotective, at least that's the vibe that I got from Luke's many stories about his childhood. "Hello?" Luke waved his hand in front of my face as I stared off into the distance.

"What?" I asked dreamily.

"I asked if you were excited?" He said with a chuckle. I held my breath because I didn't know how to answer. I didn't want to lie, I really wasn't looking forward to it...at all, but then again, I didn't want to upset him by telling the truth.

"I don't know." I shrugged nonchalantly, hoping he would drop the subject.

"You're not, are you?" He sighed, sitting next to me on the bed.

"It's not that I'm not excited," I started, slowing down my speech to think of the following sentence to make him feel better. "It's just that I'm nervous. What if she hates me?"

"Don't be. Look, she'll have to love you because I do and I'm not letting you go. She'll just have to deal with it."

"You're so cheesy sometimes." I laughed, getting up and heading to the bathroom that was attached to our room. Luke whistled at my naked body, making me roll my eyes dramatically.

"You love my cheesiness." He said smugly.

"I hate cheese." I reminded him.

Once we had a whole conversation about cheese, that was a weird day. We were at the supermarket with Mikey and Calum and he just began to talk about how he didn't like cheese and then we all ended up talking about if we liked it or not. I'm pretty sure we ended up buying it just so we could all try some and either fake vomit after or eat the rest. My friends are lame.

I decided not to join Luke at band practice because I decided to hang out with Amy and Robert instead. Luke laughed at my decision and told me not to go, honestly, I wish I had taken his advice. We spent most the day talking about how 'big and fancy' her engagement ring was. I loved how happy she was and how friendly she was being but I wanted to rip that stupid ring from her finger and throw it away for her to find. At least then she wouldn't be bugging me.

"When do you think Luke will propose to you?" Robert asked out of the blue, almost making me choke on my iced coffee. I began to softly laugh at him.

"I don't think he will anytime soon." I bit down on my lip awkwardly. I could barely comprehend that my sister was getting married, let alone myself. Since Amy's proposal the night before, the thought of me and Luke getting married kept circling my head. For some reason, I couldn't process that.

"Do you not want to marry him?" Amy asked me, furrowing her eyebrows.

We had been out site seeing that day and grabbed a Starbucks before heading back to my hotel room. Luke was hanging out with the boys and to be honest and I hadn't really thought about where he was or what he was doing.

"I do, I think. It's just weird, I don't think he wants to be married right now anyway. We're young."

"Oh please!" Amy laughed hysterically. "I'm younger than you and I'm getting married."

"Speaking of, have you talked to mum and dad?" She didn't answer my question. "Amy!" I scolded.

"I'll tell them when we go home." She said with a shrug.

"Amy, you should've called them yesterday! What's wrong with you?"

"Oh please, you only brought it up because you're too afraid to admit you want to marry Luke!" I saw the old Amy reappear. The Amy that always had to be right.

"I don't know if I want to marry him, Amy! I don't know if I want that kind of life!" I yelled a little too loudly.

"And what kind of life is that?" Amy asked with her arms crossed. "The rich kind where you get to travel the world with the love of your life?"

"Also the kind where the world is watching your every move and people are constantly judging you."

"What do you mean?" Luke's voice made me jump. I spun around to see him, leaning against the wall with a hurt expression. "Don't you love me?"

Oh shit.

"Come on Amy..." Robert took Amy's hand and dragged her out of the room.

"Baby, that's not it." I took a couple of steps forward to which he walked to the opposite of the room.

"You don't want to marry me."

"It's not that I don't, I'm just afraid."

I had fucked it up again, just like always. I couldn't think of what to tell him. I did want to marry him eventually I just wanted to get Amy off my back. Before I even had the chance to fight my case there was a knock at the door, making me even angrier. Luke opened the door with a sigh but quickly fixed his posture when a blonde woman walked in.

"Luke!" She squealed while wrapping her arms around him.

"Hi, mum."

Shit.

My eyes widened and I quickly lept to Luke's side. I gave her the best smile I could muster up. She gave me a tiny smile as she looked me up and down. What does that mean?

"I didn't know you were coming!" Luke exclaimed in a fake voice which made my insides churn. He was lost in his own head.

"I thought I would surprise you and your...girlfriend." She said 'girlfriend' in a disgusted tone like she thought I wasn't good enough.

"Hi, I'm Gabbie." I smiled again and held out my hand for her to shake, hoping I was reading into nothing. However, she looked down at my hand gave me a sarcastic smile before asking to talk to Luke privately. They both walked out of the room, leaving by myself. A groan left my mouth and I sat down on Luke and I's king-sized bed, head in hands. Why do I fuck everything up? The longer they spent outside, the more I felt the panic engulf me.

I sent Becky a quick and messy text updating her on the situation so she could try and help me because she was all I had left. As soon as I put my phone into my pocket the door opened and Luke walked in by himself. I leaped off the bed.

"Luke, where's your mum?" I asked slowly, feeling awkward.

"She went to see the other boys, she's meeting us at the restaurant." He shoved a black beanie on his head and walked ahead of me, not even making an attempt to take my hand like he usually did. I already felt like I wanted to burst into tears from Amy's outburst to me and Luke's argument and how Liz clearly didn't like me.

"Hey, do you think your mum hates me?" I asked him, trying to make conversation with the quiet boy racing ahead of me. If I had asked him that question a few days prior he would have laughed at me and kissed me over and over, telling me I'm insane, but the Luke with me that day shrugged silently. "I can't do this," I whispered and stopped walking temporarily. Luke glanced behind to look at me but kept walking, finally making the tears appear. My back slumped against the wall of the corridor that joined all the hotel rooms.

"Gabs? What's wrong?" Ashton's voice made me sob even more. "Hey, shh." He wrapped his arms around me in a calming manner but the tears wouldn't stop falling.

"I messed up."

"What happened?" He asked, keeping his body close to mine.

"Me and Amy got into an argument and I said I didn't want to marry Luke and he heard and got upset. Then Liz arrived and she already hates me and Luke won't speak to me." The more words I said the harder I sobbed like a crybaby into his chest.

"It's not the end of the world, Gabs. Do you want me to take you to the meal with Luke and Liz? That way you don't have to deal with Luke 'till you get there." I nodded violently at his offer making him laugh softly.

Within twenty minutes we had arrived outside of the restaurant that made me feel underdressed. I kissed Ash's cheek before hearing a dozen clicks, oh shit. I didn't expect the paps to be hanging around outside of a random restaurant, no doubt someone told them they saw Luke go in. Taking a deep breath, I got out of the car while trying to look as good as possible since there were so many people taking photos of me. I rushed into the restaurant, hiding one half of my face with hair.

I looked around the venue to see Luke and my eyes quickly met his, softening my face. He was wearing his beanie over his messy hair but he looked adorable. I could tell he was trying to avoid looking at me but his eyes kept falling on me. Taking a seat at the table, I politely smiled at Liz.

"Sorry, I got caught up with something back at the hotel." I tried to make an excuse and not tell them both I had broken down crying in the middle of a five-star hotel. Liz rolled her eyes but continued to read the menu. I bit down on my lip to try and control myself.

Once we had ordered, Liz and Luke got into a conversation about how things were back at home. Luke's face lit up when she talked about things he clearly genuinely loved. His smile made me smile, even though it wasn't at me and had nothing to do with me. My phone began to violently vibrate in my pocket, making me quickly whip it out to turn it off but a certain notification made my heart fall out of my chest.

"Oh, shit..." I mumbled under my breath as I clicked on the image. It was taken from when Ashton and I had pulled up to the restaurant and I gave him a friendly kiss on the cheek but the way it looked made us look like we were having an obvious affair.

"What the fuck is that, Gabbie?" Luke asked, grabbing the phone out of my hand. I expected Liz to tell him off for cursing or something but she just glared at me with a satisfactory smile. If I didn't know better I would have easily blamed her for that.

"Luke, It's really not what it looks like-"

"-So that's what you got caught up with at the hotel? Huh?" He slammed the phone on the table, causing me to wince and the majority of the people around us to glare at us.

"I was crying, Luke! That's why I was late."

"Why were you crying?" Liz asked me, not sympathetically but obnoxiously. I looked at Luke, silently asking him if I should tell her but he still had the angry look on his face.

"Because I said something really stupid to my sister because I wanted her to leave me alone," I began to explain, looking at Luke every other word. "And Luke heard something he wasn't meant to and he's angry at me."

"What did she say, Luke?" She questioned her son.

"It doesn't matter, mum." He spoke slightly softer, making my heartbeat slow down.

"It does. I won't have some slut upset my son." I could feel my eyes popping out of my skull and I wanted to run out of the restaurant. No fucking way she called me a slut.

"How dare you call her that? You don't even know her!" Luke made his first piece of contact with me that afternoon by putting his large hand on my thigh and gently squeezing it.

"She's clearly not making you happy!"

"She makes me so happy, mum. She's not like the other girls I've dated." He shook his head at his mum, defending me.

"I don't believe you."

"I want to marry her, mum. I love her that much. So, if you don't like her, well, you'll have to deal with it because I'm not letting her go anywhere anytime soon."

"Really?" I asked quietly, making him look down at me and nod slowly. "I love you." I leaned in and gently kissed him.

Somehow, we managed to finish the meal without anyone ripping each other's head off or starting another argument. Liz was polite to me but I could tell she still didn't like me, in fact, I was pretty sure she hated me even more because of what Luke had said to her. I didn't want to leave Luke again, I really didn't want to go home. He was still going to be on tour for a few weeks before he could come back home.

Everything that happened that day made me realize one thing, I love Luke. I love him so much, I want to marry him.