Shattered

5thSecondSummer St.

I was so happy that Luke was making friends, the fact he was now friends with Michael, my best friend meant the world to me. They all play music very well. I honestly did not know that Luke had such a angels voice when it came to singing.. I am so happy I got to meet Luke the other day to be honest, He does not seem to be as bad of a kid as I was thinking.

" Rosie what ya thinking, you have this weird look written acrros your face?" Ashton must have said to me.

I was wondering if I should actaully tell them what I was drifting off about or if I should just make something quick on the spot up because what I was thinking was so sappy.

" Well to be honest what I was thinking how good the music you guys make is and how we all became friends so fast. Just today in the morning I would have thought Michael and Luke did not want anything to do with each other at all" Michael just giggled in my face as he came closer into me now to lean over and say

" Well I did not want Luke to be your new best friend, I was jealous alright"

By this time all the boys and I were smiling and we all looked like dumb idiots. In this moment I didn't wan't it to stop, Calum's face was rosy red with this huge smile that brightened up Luke's dark-ish room. Michael just was lying on Luke's bed messing the poor kids bed up like he does mine but Michael had this twinkle in his eyes that told me everything would be alright now, the bullies would leave and be smalled by the voices of this new friendship we all hold. I smiled as I looked around over to Ashtons face as he started to sing loudly with passion so bold... Then I finally looked towards Luke when he had the biggest smile I have seen on the boys face since I meant him, Luke looked so happy like everything up to this point in his life was meant for a reason, He was meant to move again to met me and Michael, to get beaten up, to met Ashton and Calum. I finally heard Luke's mom scream to us that she had made pizza, Oh my Micheal's face just lit up so bright.

" OMG PIZZA IS MY FAVORITE" Michael always screamed, this time right in my ears and I flinched backwards right into Calum.

" Luke, Michael, Ashton, Calum and Rosie come before it gets cold" Luke's mom didn't only make pizza but when Ashton came down stairs his face grew with excitement too because she had burgers out. Calum wasn't to picky so he was in love with whatever Luke's mom had to offer. I thought it was cute that we all were eating as a family together, even not by blood we had all the same passions and we have all been on the darker side of things.

" Dessert anyone" Luke screamed because his mother and father totally made Luke penguin cupcakes after his long recovery in the hospital and soon to be bed bounded in his room, as well. All the boys totally laughed at Luke for his weird love of penguins but I thought it was cute

" Thank you Mrs.and Mr. Hemmings, that was an amazing meal and the dessert was lovely" Ashton is probably another sweet kid you could ever met but because of his size everyone is so scared of him. He has good manners.

" I think we are going to go back upstairs mom and write a little bit more, hang out, is that alright?"

" Luke remember you have to get some rest as well Hun, you can have your friends over until 8 pm"

Luke smiled at his mom and tried to run back upstairs but his legs still were really sore from the brutal park invasion. I stayed behind to help Luke as he wobbled like a penguin up the stairs to his room. I was the last to enter Luke's room. Michael and his band member's usually come over to my house and practice. Michael keeps his base at my house, but now he talked to Ashton and Calum about Luke joining the band, I am not sure if he will still keep it around my house. Calum also plays base and Ashton was the only kid out of the band that never hand anything strapped around his neck but rather just his hands always moving hard to the beat. I am over- thinking again and wondering if Michael would keep his base at my house or if he would just leave it at Luke's house. I giggled and the boys looked at me. I just could not shake this smile on my face. Michael was the one to notice the time when he looked up at the clock. I think he was about to write down more lyrics as I watched in amaze because I would get to read those lyrics.

" Hey Ashton, Calum... Rosie, we should probably get going because its around 8 pm" It was just a little to 8 pm. It was 7:45 pm but Michael won't over stay his visit if Luke's mom said so.

" Luke it's almost 8 pm".... Luke just loudly shouted to his mom that he knew and we were all going to be leaving. We had to pack up all the stuff that was brought to Luke's house and then get back to mine. As we were packing all our things up Ashton turned over to everyone and said goodbye. Calum also did the same because Ashton and Calum were walking home together since the live relevantly close to each other.

" Today was super sick, I love how we have a singer know, like a lead singer at least" I think Michael somewhat shocked Luke, the smile growing on Luke's face was ridiculous

" oh .. well shouldn't you ask the other guys first" . Michael just looked puzzled, like Luke didn't over hear Ashton, Calum and Michael talking about him being lead singer...

" Oh haha you must have not heard me and the other guys talking when we got food" . That's when Luke was trying to get down the stairs and almost fell.

" No I did not, ARE YOU SHITTING ME RIGHT NOW"

" No man we all talked and we all think you have an amazing voice so who better then you for lead vocals?"

I interupted Michael and Luke now because clearly is was past 8 pm and I did not want Luke to get into trouble with his parents, Michael wouldn't shut his mouth. We both said goodbye to Luke's parents.

" Have a good night Luke and thank you Mrs. and Mr. Hemmings for dinner"

While I and Michael had started to walk over to my house, my mother at the door ready to greet us, I seen a dark-ish blood red with dirty Navy blue car. It gave me a dark black vibe feeling, like something that came out of twisted metal, like a Hurst to the silence graveyard, a dead-mans ride to his final resting place.