Luke's POV
It's been two more months.
Two more months without her.
Without the love of my life.
But she was moving on.
Her twitter, she posted pictures of herself. She made more new friends, her band is getting more popular by the minute. She was going to more parties, meeting new guys. Yeah, she still texts me and we talk nearly every day but not the same way we used to. She doesn't tell me everything anymore and I don't blame her. How can she trust me when I'm across the world? There's still two more months in this tour but I've been thinking. Christmas is next week, maybe she'd want to fly out? I would kill to see her again...
I was sitting in my bunk with the curtain closed, how the usual days went.
I took out my phone and sent her a message.
To Juliet: Hi :)
From Juliet: Hey Luke!
To Juliet: Can I call you?
From Juliet: Yeah :p
I smiled and dialed her number. She answered quickly and was in her cheery voice.
"Hey Luke, what's up?" She said sweetly, she was at home. I could hear Danny's voice in the background. I will admit I have become jealous of him, he gets to live with her, I want to do that.
He gets to ask her about her day, I want to do that.
He gets to be her shoulder, I want to do that.
He can take care of her when she's not feeling well, I want to do that.
He gets to see her face everyday, I want to do that.
"Hey so I have a proposition for you..." I dragged out.
"Which is?"
"So next week is Christmas, let's just say I were to fly you and the girls out? Would you be up for it?" I asked.
"Of course! I miss the hell out of you guys and Danny is going to go to this girls house he met a few months ago, I'll talk to the girls later today and see if they can come," I could hear her smile making butterflies go nuts in my stomach, even after nearly a year I still get the feeling as when I first saw her.
She got into the backseat of Ashton's car, I was sat up front. She had a bright smile on her face showing her face, making tiny dimples appear. Her hair faded from brown to blonde and it was messy, she carelessly pushed it to the side. Her eyes lit up with sparkles every time she even glanced at me and I'm pretty sure I blushed, fuck. Her voice was pure bliss to my ears and I wanted so desperately for her to talk forever.
I relived the memory, back when things were happy. Well not neccisarily happy, I was a douche bag to her and I regret every moment of it. She's the best thing that ever happened to me and I didn't fight hard enough for it.
I sighed as the phone call soon ended. I wish I could talk to her for longer.
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The guys and I were at a party we got invited to. There was a band playing that I didn't know. People here that I didn't know. Food I didn't want to try. I played with the sleeves of my black long sleeve t-shirt. Michael came over and sat in the empty chair next to me.
"Luke why aren't you up? Get the sand out of your vagina come on. The girls are coming next week, so make this a celebration?"
"I guess..." I stood up with Michael. He patted my shoulder and then walked away. I went over and got myself a drink. I started watching the band that was playing, they did mostly covers.
