Chapter 8
Luke’s POV
“I’m I’ll be performing a cover of Mayday Parade’s Jersey,” I awkwardly introduced myself.
“Cause jersey just got colder and
I'll have you know I’m scared to death
That everything that you had said to me was just
A lie until you left
Now I’m hoping just a little bit stronger
Hold me up just a little bit longer
I'll be fine, I swear
I'm just gone beyond repair
Let's write a song that we can dance to
Cause they all wanna listen
Just to know how it sounds when
I do that thing you know that I do
When I find inspiration
This is me breaking down when
Jersey just got colder and
I'll have you know I’m scared to death
That everything that you had said to me was just
A lie until you left
Now I’m hoping just a little bit stronger
Hold me up just a little bit longer
I'll be fine, I swear
I'm just gone beyond repair
After I finished the song, I hopped out of the stage. That was emotionally traumatising. How am I supposed to be doing this on a regular basis? I’m going to die.
“Hey, you’re Luke right? I’m Calum. This is Michael and Ashton. That song was pretty cool, one of my favourite performance so far actually,” the Asian one came up to me and said.
Shit, this people don’t know I’m the weird kid yet. Keep cool Luke, keep cool.
“Thanks, that song you guys sang, Gotta get Out the other day right? That was pretty cool too. And the fact you wrote the song, wow.”
“You really think so?” he asked and I nodded. “Thanks dude. So after your shift, do you wanna come over to Ash’s house and hang out?”
Oh no. They actually want me to hang out with them. This has got to be a trap or something planned by Tom for sure.
“So you wanna hang out or not?” he asked again and I realized I had zone out for quite a while.
“Do you by any chance know a Tom Parker?” I asked them, just to be sure.
“No, I don’t think so. Why?”
“Well in that case, sure.”
“Great. Your accent, are you from Australia?” the curly one, Ashton, asked me.
“Yup, you guys from there too?”
“Ya we’re from Western Sydney.”
“No way, I was from there too. What are you doing here? Do you go to NYU too?” I asked. Maybe I’ll finally have a friend in school. I know what you’re thinking but Coach is not counted because he is… Coach. It’s weird.
“Nah, we dropped out of school a long time ago.”
“Then what are you guys doing all the way here in New York.”
“We always wanted to live in the Big Apple. Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Hear it from New York, New York, New York,” the one with the red hair sang as the rest started singing along.
“Why, you don’t know that song?” they asked me since I didn’t join in.
“Not really,” I think I’ve heard it before, I didn’t actually think it was an actual song. I thought it was maybe their national anthem or something. Wait New York is a city not a country. Why would they have a national anthem? Wow Luke, you are a genius.
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Beautiful Tragedy
Fanfiction(Luke Hemmings AU) To him she was out of his limit. To her he was trying to hard But it’s not a secret that they were both just rejects.
