"Aghhh." Calum screams as I walk into the kitchen looking grumpy. "I think Andy needs coffee."

"Obviously." I grumble hopping onto the kitchen counter and pouring myself a large mug of caffeine.

"Someone's definitely not a morning person." Ashton jokes with such cheer.

"How are you two so energetic in the mornings?" Michael complains putting his head down on the table.

"Luke, what are you making me for breakfast?" I ask the tall blonde, who's intently focusing on the pan in front of him. "Pancakes. They may not be as good as Bianca's waffles, but hopefully they're still good."

"Eh. If it's too bad we can just eat cereal." I tell him with a shrug. "So--are you going to tell me what we're doing today?" I ask hopefully.

Luke opens his mouth to start telling me, but quickly realizes what he was about to and shakes his head laughing at me. "Nope. It's a surprise."

"But I hate surprises." I complain as I hop off the counter. "Just so you know, every time someone tries to surprise me, it never ends well."

"I'm sure this one will be the exception." He calls after me confidently.

"That's what they always think. I promise you, something's going to happen. It never fails to." I tell him as he carries a plate with pancakes to the table.

"Are you sure you're just not so paranoid that you inadvertently make it happen?" Ashton challenges me.

"My friends have already asked that, but it always happens. Even when a complete stranger does something it always goes wrong, it's like a curse."

They continue to theorize throughout breakfast, but I ignore them as I quickly eat and head out onto the deck. I stretch out with another book and decide to distract myself from trying to figure out what Luke has planned. Unfortunately, that plan doesn't work out and I spend hours pestering the guys into telling me what he has planned. "You'll never get me to tell you." Ashton shouts as I chase him around the house.

"Ashton, if you're my friend you will tell me." I call as he hides behind Calum in the living room.

"No! Both you and Luke are my friends. I'm not telling you."

I complain falling down on the couch next to Michael. "Fine, but can one of you at least help me get ready? Since I have no idea where we're going much less how to look."

"I don't know anything about that stuff!" Michael protests, but I glare at him to get my message across. "Fine. I'll help." He give in and follows me toward my room. The moment the door closes, I nervously pace around the room. "Wow. I didn't realize you were so nervous."

"I am not nervous!" I try to convince him and myself, but he obviously doesn't believe it. "Okay. Maybe I'm a little nervous, and it doesn't help that I'm in the dark about everything."

"Why?" He asks taking a seat on my bed as I stare down at the grey carpet.

"First, because I'm not used to not knowing what the plan is. Second, it's my first real date--ever." Michael looks at me in shock, but I ignore him as I continue as continue. "Plus, it doesn't help that I really like Luke. I mean, what if it goes horribly? What if--?"

"Andy," Michael stops me by grabbing my shoulders. "Everything will be fine. Trust me. Also, if it makes you you feel better Luke is just as nervous."

"Really?" I ask remembering how calm he seemed when I saw him last.

"Oh, yeah. He's trying to keep cool, but you're both so nervous. It's adorable."

"Whatever." I tell him as I roll my eyes. "Now, can you help me figure out what to wear?"

"Just wear something casual like you normally would? Oh, but you might want to bring a flannel or jacket in case it gets cold."

"Okay. Thanks, mother." I joke at the jacket comment. Michael just laughs at me as I sort through my clothes. "Okay. So should I go with Sleeping With Sirens, My Chem, Twenty One Pilots, Sykes, or Panic! At the Disco?" I ask him and his eyes go wide.

"Wait. You actually want my help?"

"I wouldn't mind if you did decide to help, but you don't have to." Michael just nods and names a band at random. "Wait here for a minute while I go change." I tell him as I walk into the large closet before quickly changing into my top and ripped skinny jeans. "This look okay?" I ask as I stand in front of Michael.

"Yeah." Is all he says in reply. I should have known he would be no help to me.

"You're absolutely no help." I roll my eyes as I push him towards the door. "I'll be out in about 10 minutes if anyone asks."

"10 minutes? Most girls I know would take way longer." I decide to ignore the comment as I shut  the door and continue to get ready. I put on my velvet choker and my normal makeup. I quickly braid the side of my hair and leave the rest of it in its naturally curly state.

I slip my flannel on and head out to the living room. "Where's Luke?" I ask seeing all the boys except him.

"He's still--woah." Calum says in surprise when he sees me. "Someone's all dressed up for their date."

"What are you talking about? I look exactly the same as I always do." I roll my eyes at him as I take a seat in one of the recliners.

"No, Calum's right. You definitely look different tonight." Ashton insists as he continues. "If you don't believe us, just ask Luke."

"Ask me what?" Luke asks, walking into the room at the mention of his name.

"Doesn't Andy look super nice right now?" Calum asks and completely ignores my glares.

"You don't have to answer that." I tell him. "Change of topic, I'm ready whenever you are." I say standing up. Luke nods as we leave, doing our best to ignore the many teases and jokes from the others. "So where are we headed?" I ask as I nervously twirl the keys in my hand.

"I'll give you directions, but I'm telling you exactly where." He smirks at me, making me sigh, knowing he's going to drag it out. "I know you said you hate surprises, but trust me you're going to love this one."

"What makes you so sure?" I ask him with a raised eyebrow and a laugh.

"I have my ways." He tells me confidently, and we drive around for about fifteen minutes before Luke tells me to park. "So, I figured we would eat first and then go to the main part of the date."

"There's no use asking, is there?"

"Nope." He laughs and grabs my hand as we walk along. "You should know, y-you look really beautiful tonight. That's not to say you don't look good all the time. It's just, I think you look really great tonight." He rambles nervously, and I smile at him as I place a kiss on his cheek.

"You're not looking too bad yourself, Hemmings." We both end up blushing profusely. "Don't worry, I'm nervous too." I whisper to him.

"Why are we so nervous about this? I mean, it's not like we don't know each other."

"I know right?" I agree with him. "I think I'm more excited than nervous. Plus, this is technically my first real date."

"That's how I am too. Can we just try not to be nervous around each other tonight?"

"Definitely." I tell him as we walk inside the restaurant. "Aw. This place reminds me of my favorite restaurant back home." I comment as we take our seats.

"Mario's, right?" I look at him, puzzled by how he could know that. "You mentioned it to me a while ago." He tells me after noticing my confusion, but he still nervously chuckles as a blush creeps across his face. "You told me about how much you love the pizza there and everyone knows you by name."

"How did you remember that? Didn't I tell you that over a week and a half ago?"

Luke stares at the table, fiddling with his napkin and avoids looking at me. "I remember it because that was the first time I heard you genuinely laugh. It was when you were telling me about the first time you met Mario."

"I can't believe you remembered that." I had barely remembered telling him that story, but it brings another smile to my face. I open my mouth to say something, but the waitress interrupts us when she comes to the table.

"Hi, I'm Kat. I'll be your server for tonight. Can I get you something to drink?" She asks cheerily, and I can't help but notice her attention is solely on Luke.

Luke must have notice to because he gives me a wide-eyed look when she finally takes our orders and leaves. Although, that was only after she spent a few minutes flirting with Luke. "I don't think she realized we're on a date." He chuckles but looks clearly embarrassed.

"I don't think so either. In fact, I'm pretty sure she didn't know I was here for the first few minutes." We laugh about it for a little while before we carry on with our conversations.

Luckily for us, as the meal progresses we were finally not be so nervous around one another. "Are you ready for the next part of our date?" Luke asks me, taking my hand once again as we leave the restaurant.

"I don't know. Am I?" I joke.

"If you're ready to be blown away, then yes. You are definitely ready." I shake my head and laugh at him. "C'mon, we can take a shortcut through the park."

"Are you sure that's a good idea? I mean, an LA park in the middle of the night? Plus, it looks like it might rain." I tell him pointing to the thick clouds brewing overhead.

"We'll be fine. I promise." He insists as he pulls me along. Well, he was wrong, because after a few minutes of walking we started to feel raindrops. Before we knew it, we were stuck in a downpour.

I wordlessly pull him along until we find a large tree to shelter us from the rain. "I told you, things like this always happen to me." I shake my head at him as I use one of the tree's knots as a foothold.

"What are you doing?"

"Climbing the tree." I joke with him stating the obvious. "It's probably going to get muddy down there in a minute so I suggest you climb up." I look down at him and catch him mid-stare. "Luke Hemmings, quit staring at my butt." I lecture him, smirking as he turns a bright shade of red.

"I wasn't staring. I just wanted to make sure you weren't going to fall." He tries to make an excuse, and I just brush it off. "You're weird." He tells me as he attempts to climb up.

"How am I weird?"

"I don't know. You just are."

I roll my eyes at him--something I've started doing quite a bit of lately. "So you are finally going to tell me where were headed?"

"Fine, we were headed to a pop-up Disappear Here concert." He tells me with a sigh and a small smile.

"Disappear Here? I love them! They're actually internet friends of mine." I pause, thinking it over for a minute before asking. "How did you know about them?"

"Ummm..." Luke mumbles and avoids looking at me. "I may have asked your friends for first date ideas."

"You what?"

"I got one of their numbers from Mason and called them from ideas. They gave me a bunch of suggestions and even brought up the concert."

"I can only imagine how they reacted when they heard we were going on a date."

"There was a lot of cheering and a couple excited screams." He tells me as he laughs. His laughter is beyond contagious, and it sends a fresh wave of jitters through me.

"Just so you know, that was definitely a perfect first date idea for me." I tell him with a smile as I lean against the tree's trunk. "So what should we do while we're stuck up here?"

"What about we play 20 questions?"

"Sure. Why not?" I shrug. "Are you starting or am I?"

"I'll start." He pauses, thinking it over for a second. "Full name?"

"Alexandria Lynn Parker. Well, Parker will officially be my last name soon."

"Lynn, huh? It fits you. Okay, um... Favorite song to sing?"

I bite my lip as I debate whether to lie or tell him the truth. "Don't judge me for this, but Carry On from your guys' album. It's probably my favorite so far, and I've had it stuck in my head." Luke doesn't say anything for a moment as he smirks at me. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"No reason. I just remembered you haven't heard the new songs yet."

"That's only because you guys haven't recorded them yet and--someone--won't let me see them."

"I'd rather you hear them." He tells me and quickly changes the subject. "Okay. Here's a random one... Hogwarts house?"

"Technically, I'm tied between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, but I'm proud to call myself Gryffindor."

"Patronus?"

"Black mare."

"Ummm... First kiss story?" He asks nervously.

I just raise my eyebrows and point to him. "You should know the story, seeing as how you were my first kiss."

"Oh." Is all Luke says as a blush creeps across his face. "I didn't realize that was--I thought you were joking before."

"Nope. Before then, I had never been kissed."

"Even by Peter?" Luke asks, not bothering to hide his disgust when he says his name.

"Definitely not by Peter. Not that he didn't try."

"Wait. Does it still count if you didn't kiss me back?" Luke asks looking confused, and I have to keep from laughing at how worried he seems by it all.

"I don't know." I tell him with a shrug. "I guess maybe you're not my first kiss after all." I tease him.

"Well, than I'll have to change that sometime." He replies with a confident smirk. We just silently look at each other for a few moments. The only sounds we hear is the rain hitting the leaves of the tree. I notice Luke's eyes trailing down to my lips every once in awhile, and I suddenly become hyper-aware of his hand on mine and how close we currently are. He smiles again as he asks. "Favorite band member?"

"Which band?"

"5sos."

"Hmm." I pretend to think about it for a second. "That's easy--Michael." I keep my face completely serious as Luke practically implodes. "The rain's finally easing up. We should probably head back before it picks up again." I climb down from the tree and Luke follows me a split second later, peppering me with questions. "Luke, I was kidding. I don't have a favorite member--of any band."

"Really?" He asks, sighing in relief.

"Of course not. I'm one of those people that likes each band member for different reasons."

"So in what way do you like me?" Luke asked me with a confident smirk as we started trudging through the mud and rain.

"I think you already know the answer to that question." I tell him and walk a little faster. We continue to walk in silence for a while, each slight breeze sending shivers down our spines. "Finally!" I excitedly shout as the car comes into view and tug Luke along. We quickly climb in and put the heater on full blast. "I better not get sick because of your 'shortcut.'"

"I hope not. At least if you get sick, I'll get sick."

"How would that be a good thing?" I ask him, genuinely dumbfounded by his logic.

"Because, I would get to spend more time with you." He tells me, and both start laughing at how cheesy that sounded.

"Don't be so sure. From what everyone tells me, I'm definitely a bit different when I'm sick. Although, my band mates always find it quite amusing."

"How so?" He questions leaning back in his seat and turning to heater up as he watches me. I look over to see his blue eyes analyzing my every move, and I quickly turn away, unsure of what feelings are running through me at the moment.

"Don't worry about it. You probably won't even have to deal with it." I shrug, knowing he's in for a surprise if I do get sick. I start up the engine and continue our game of 20 questions, asking him random facts. "Birthday--age included?"

"July 16th. I'm turning 18 this year."

"So we're the same age, and my birthday is only three days before yours? Good to know."

"Wait, your birthday is the 13th? How did I not know this?" He questions incredulously.

"I'm not really one to celebrate my birthday all that much. Mostly because that's when John decided to ruin my life with his stupid 'deal' on my birthday." We both stay silent for a moment, but surprisingly, it's a comfortable silence. I bite my lip and ask a more serious one. "Have you ever been in love?"

"Where did that question come from?"

"I don't know. I'm just curious." I tell him with a shrug.

"Okay." He rubs the back of his neck as he thinks over what to say. I start to panic for a moment wondering if I crossed a line of some sort. "No, I haven't. I mean, I thought I was back then, but I wasn't."

"Oh." Is all I manage to say. Luke must have noticed and tells me the story. "Wow. That must have sucked."

"I thought so at the time, but I've been over it for a long time now."

"Let me try to think of a happier question." I tell him as I drum my fingers on the steering wheel. "Favorite band memory?"

"Oh, that's a hard one." He chuckles and messes with his lip ring as he thinks. "Probably the first concert of our tour. My favorite memory from that day would definitely be playing our songs on stage with them in front of the crowd. It was amazing--realizing that I had made it with my best mates at my side." My focus keeps splitting between the road and Luke as he tells the story. Seeing the way he smile and how his eyes light up when he talks sends a stampede through my stomach.

We sit in the car for a few minutes, staring at the house. "I'm not ready for them to bombard us with questions and remarks." I complain as I turn the car off. The only sound is the rain falling against the windows. "Do we have to go in?"

"No. We can stay out here for a little while longer, if you want." I nod, leaning back in my seat watching the raindrops fall and slide across the windshield. I barely notice it when Luke's hand wraps around mine. "Hey, Andy." He whispers as his calloused fingertips absent-mindedly trace patterns on my hand. I turn to him as he continues. "I know things weren't as planned, but I still had a great time."

"Me too. You didn't do too shabby for a first date." I reply with a smile. "We should probably head inside soon. Knowing those weirdos they'll think we're up to something." Luke just nods, letting go of my hand as we head inside. We completely ignore the rain as we run to the front door.

I pull out my key to open up the door, but Luke grabs them from me. "Just one second. There's something I want--need to do first." He says taking a step closer to me, and my heart starts to race when I realize what's happening. "Can I--?" He asks as he gently puts his hands on my waist. I just look up at him, too panicked to even think straight as I nod. We both start to lean in when we hear a telltale click. Luke doesn't even pull away, just shakes his head as he says. "You're timing really sucks, Calum."

I turn to Cal, and see him leaning against the doorframe smirking. "I'll add it to my list of special talents." He laughs as he runs away shouting to the other guys that he nearly caught us kissing again.

"I swear, Calum. I'm giving you exactly one minute before I come kick your butt into next week." I shout after him, rolling my eyes as I turn to walk inside. I feel Luke's fingers wrap around my elbow as he turns me around.

He smiles down at me, as he once again puts a hand on my waist and uses the other to lift my chin up towards him. I lean in with him and smile into the kiss. Luke does the same, and he stares at me for a moment after he pulls away. "Sorry. I didn't want Calum ruining another perfectly good moment. Plus, I've been waiting to do that since that night on the balcony." He chuckles with a goofy smile on his face.

"I'm not complaining." I tell him, my voice barely managing to come out in a whisper. "Now, if you don't mind, I have to go kick Calum's arrogant, little bum."

"Need any help?" He asks taking my hand in his as we walk inside. "I can hold him down, you can mess up his hair."

"Oh. I like that idea." I tell him giddily as we shut the door and run after him. "Oh, Calum! I need to talk to you for a minute."

I hear the rest of the guys laughing in the living room as Calum shouts, "Crap!"

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A/N: Super long chapter, I know, but I just had to since it was their first date and all... Plus, LANDY FINALLY KISSED!!! I'm still super happy about it. 

Also, I felt like you guys deserved a long chapter this week because **drumroll** Fight for Me has over 700 reads?!? I'm still trying to process that. I never thought that this story would ever see the light of day, much less have such amazing readers as each of you. So thank you, dear reader, you are amazing and the whole reason I keep writing this story.

Don't forget to check out the Fight For Me: Extras! I've started writing the guys' first impressions of Andy, so if you're interested go check it out! 

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