Our Letters/// Luke Hemmings

Chapter 27~

MyLuke's Pov:

"Tomorrow?" I asked trying to talk quietly into my phone. Steven my manager called me the morning after I got home from April's. He wanted us to fly out to LA and open for one direction. I knew the boys would say yes without hesitation. I didn't really either now that April was healing. That's what I want to think.

"Okay yes, we will fly out tomorrow."

My mom came in as I hung up, she pulled me into a hug. "Why?" I asked smiling as she still hugged me. "Now that you're famous, make sure to thank me on stage," she side

I laughed and pulled away, "We are flying out to LA tomorrow."

"I'll help you pack," she said quickly. "We don't get to have a lot of time together anymore."

I frowned. She was right and I could tell she felt sad. "Come with me then. You can come to LA with me."

She waved me off as she placed a hoodie in my suitcase, "Please, you don't want your old mom hanging around."

I nodded, "Really, come with me. You'll love LA."

She smiled and hugged me again, "I was worried that you were getting sick of me."

"I would never get sick of you."
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I had my arms around April in the airport. He arms were pressed against my chest and her head rested against it to since he didn't reach my shoulder. She was short and I loved it.

She pulled away and placed her hands in my, "I'll miss you." She stared at the ground.

I put my hand under her chin and lifted her head up to look at me. She looked quite pale. She had purple circles under her eyes. I leaned down and kissed him. Just a peck. She hugged me again and said, "You'll be late for your flight."

I turned and left. Before I boarded I looked back at her and she gave me a weak smile and waved.

My mom stayed in a connecting room next door and the boys and it stayed in the other. It was late and everyone was asleep but I couldn't. I reached unto my bag to find my phone but I came across a piece of paper. I pulled out thinking that it was trash. I started to crumple it when I realized that had aprils handwriting on it.

It read:
You're a thousand miles away. I don't get to see you much. I wish I could travel with you but I think we both know I'm not healing. This is what you love to do. Don't be sad when I'm gone because this is what your destiny is. Just don't forget me.

And that was it. I sat there staring at it.
I wrote:
You'll ever be truly gone because I love you. I want to believe you will be around forever with me. I will be there from now until the end. It's 2:34 am. I'm cold. I'm putting this letter in the mail slot and I hope you'll get it before I come back. I love you.

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I went out to get beer that my manager left at the front desk after our 5th show. My mom was crying because she loved it so much. She did that every time after. She hugged all of us way to many times but we didn't mind. I missed April. I had a weird feeling every time I thought about her. I opened my room and walked it.

It was silent. The guys and my mom were just here, "Hello? I have the beer."
I walked into our bedroom. And they were all sitting on the beds. My mom and Michael stood when I walked it. I stopped in the doorway. This was weird.

Nobody said anything so I did, "uh I have the beer in the kitchen.."
Nobody moved or said anything, "What's up guys?"

Ashton and Calum looked at each other. My mom walked toward me and placed her hand on my shoulder, "um well..honey...April..she's in the hospital."