Radio Lover

Winter Smit, the one and only Aussie in the city of LA. She works for a large company, the one and only IHeart Radio. She's the main interviewer for celebrity's all over the globe, including Beyonce, One Direction, Ed Sheeran, and many more. She has no family, only her mum who sits at home in Brisbane.

Luke Hemmings on the other hand, hes the lead singer of Five Seconds Of Summer who is currently touring the whole world. Saddly, he can't keep a relationship because hes so busy, traveling to Japan and to the UK in under a day. While his band is in the states, they have been asked to be interviewed at IHeart Radio's tower in the heart of LA.


4. 4 (Short Af)



We have been spending as much time as we could together, our band had about a month off so i decided to spend it in LA with Winter. Sadly, i knew when we start touring again im going to leave her. Its awesome hanging out with her, we would get into little fights about who wins as we duel in video games. it was the cutest thing when she would get mad, she would be silent as i started to beat her, and at the end her nose crinkles while she says "Whatever" in the most mean way. it was about 12 pm, her white hair would streach across her pastel pillows. i laid shirtless, while her hair intertwined with my fingers. she moaned, turning over to me her eye lids we gently closed and her mouth parted open slightly. smirking to myself, i traced my fingers around her strong cheek bone.


"goodmorning," she said sleepily, rubbing her eyes.


"goodmorning," i said, as her eyes fluttered open. i leaned up, while the sheets crumpled up against my shirtless body.

She giggled, making me turn and smile.

"you have pepperoni nips" she said, while her cheeks grew bright.

"thats the best complement i have ever heard." i said, kissing her forehead. lifting the covers i jumped out of bed her hardwood floors met my feet. walking to her kitchen, i sat waiting for her to come.


she appeared, in only my Rolling Stones lip shirt, which was super big on her tiny torso. Her hair, lazily thrown in a messy ponytail. her last bits of mascara, smudged the right way.


"i have no food," she said, opening her light coloured fridge, i peeked in and agreed.

"why don't i take you on a date? like we have been just ordering food so," i said, she smiled and nodded.

"let me give you back your shirt then," she said, looking at the long shirt.


"it looks good on you, keep it. i have another one in my bookbag," i smiled, looking over to my jet black bag that laid on the couch,

"fine, im gonna get ready," she said, heading back to the couch, switching it on with Spongebob coming on. i smiled and watched.




Putting the baggy t shirt in a drawer of mine, i got out an outfit. slipping on a pair of ripped black jeans, with my combat boots to match. i was lazy so i just brushed my hair down, letting my natural waves take over. slipping on my plain white shirt, i threw a red nit sweater/cardigan on my arms. doing my regular make up, i pulled on my hippie round black sunglasses. throwing my purse to my side, i headed to Luke, who had already used my shower and was currently blow drying his blond hair.

"hey," i said, joining him on the couch. he smiled, looking me up and down.

"you look great," he said, turning off the blow dryer. setting it on the nearby table.

"i love it when your hair is soft and poofy....thats my complement of the day." i said, making him giggle.


"ready," he said, getting to his feet, i nodded, walking with him out the door.


he beeped his car, as we climbed in. looking around i wondered where he was taking me. 


"where are we going exactly?" i said, he smirked.

"you'll see in time," he said, with no notice, his right hand grasped my thigh, i blushed harder than ever.


driving just like that, he sang along to my cd of Blink 182, impressed he knew the lyrics. for a while i noticed an all black car was following us. i made contact with the driver for a brief second, but that was all.


"babe, that car has been following us for a while.." i trailed off, looking back.

"ive noticed, its probably the paps." he said, looking in the rear view mirror.


We finally pulled up to "Patina" which was a fancy ass Italian place. the place was packed.


"im not sure if we can get in," i said, as we struggled to find a parking spot.

"oh you just wait," he smiled, i laughed as we got out of the car. walking side by side, our hands brushed a couple times.


we walked into the dim lighted place, as he explained to the man working at the front that he was a star. he nodded and showed us to our table.















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