The taxi pulled up to the studio and I looked out of the window.

"You ready for this, mum?" I turned and gave a small smile to Kiera.

"I suppose." I sighed. She gave me a small smile before opening the door and climbing out. I stared out of the window until she opened my door and held out a hand. I took it and eased myself out of the car. I smiled at Kiera as she let me wrap my arm around her own before we started to walk towards the studio. We walked in and were met by a woman walking to us.

"Mrs Hemmings, it's an honour to finally meet you." She smiled, shaking my hand.

"It's an honour to be here." I returned.

"I'm taking that this is your daughter?" she asked, looking at Kiera.

"Yes, I'm her eldest." She smiled, shaking her hand.

"So you're Kiera?" the woman asked.

"Yes." She nodded.

"It's amazing to finally meet you both. The show starts in an hour, so if we could get you into hair and makeup, that would be great." She nodded at me.

"Of course, I'll go wherever you direct me." I spoke.

"Brilliant, if you just want to go through there." She said, pointing down a corridor.

"Come on, mum." Kiera spoke, starting to walk us down.

I stood at the side of the stage, waiting for my cue as the presenter started the show.

"Now, we have a very special show tonight as we have an exclusive interview with the famous wife of 5sos' lead singer and guitar player, Luke Hemmings. Please put your hands together for Y/N Hemmings." Alexa, the presenter, smiled. I walked on and smiled as people cheered and clapped. I walked to Alexa and shook her hand before taking a seat.

"May I just start off by saying thank you for being on the show and happy 83rd birthday for last week." She smiled.

"Thank you." I returned.

"Also, we're all very sorry for the loss of your husband, Luke died last year at the age of 84, is that correct?" she asked.

"Yes." I nodded.

"Well, we're very sorry about that, but you're here to give us an exclusive insight to what it was like to spend your life with you." She said.

"Yes, I am." I smiled.

"Brilliant. So, we've got plenty of time and plenty of questions, so feel free to say as much as you want, you don't need to miss things out." She nodded, I returned it.

"So, first things first, when and where do you meet?" she asked.

"We met in a bar in LA in 2016. I was twenty-one and working the night shifts there, he was twenty-two and he came into the bar one night." I recalled.

I wiped the counter down and looked at the clock. 11:30 pm. I sighed as the bar door opened and a stunning man walked in. I looked him up and down. He had stunning blue eyes and his blond hair was hidden under a beanie. He was wearing a red flannel under his denim jacket and black skinny jeans, completing the look with black Doctor Martins. He sighed as he sat down at the bar.

"Can I have a double whiskey please?" he asked.

"Sure." I nodded, grabbing a glass. I handed him the drink.

"Thank you." He gave me a small smile before downing it and placing the glass back down onto the bar.

"Can I have another one please?" he asked. I raised my eyebrows.

"Okay." I chuckled before getting him another one. He downed it and put the glass down again.

"One more please." He mumbled. I looked at him.

"Not before you tell me why you're planning to get black-out drunk." I chuckled. He sighed and looked at me.

"I just broke up with my girlfriend." He admitted quietly. I sighed.

"Damn. What happened?" I asked.

"She's pregnant with another man's child." He nodded.

"Wow. That's shitty." I scoffed. He nodded.

"Yup. It is." He mumbled. I sighed before getting another whiskey and putting it in front of him. He gave me a small smile before downing it.

"That one's on the house." I spoke. He looked at me.

"No, that's okay, you don't have to-."

"Hey, we don't get many "girlfriend pregnant by another man" stories in here, you're getting a free drink." I chuckled.

"Thank you." He smiled before looking at me gently.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Y/N, what about you?" I asked.

"Luke, it's nice to meet you." He spoke, extending his hand.

"Nice to meet you." I smiled, shaking it.

"Well, I better get back, I need to start packing my ex's stuff." He mumbled as he stood up.

"Good luck." I chuckled.

"Thank you." He smiled before walking out.