Escape To Paradise | l.h.

{Luke}

Wylie had gone out with my mom for a girls day before I went on tour. I dont know why though because I leave in two days and wanted to spend as much time with her as I could. Right now, Michael and Calum argue over something that happened at a party a few nights ago and ashton talks on the phone with is parents.
"Alright love you too." Ashton says and hangs up his phone.
"What'd they want?" Michael asks suddenly.
"Uh, john called my parents. We have to be at the airport in an hour." Ashton looks at all of us but looks at me sympathetically.
"Are you kidding me?" I stand up from the couch and take my phone out of my pocket dialing Wylie's number.
"Fuck." Calum mumbles. "I'll meet you guys there." He grabs his keys and Michael and Ashton trudge behind him.
"Hi, this is Wylie, leave your name and number after the tone." Her voicemail says quietly through the phone.
"Wylie, baby, please call me back." I mutter quickly into the phone.
"You packed?" My dad's voice echoes from behind me.
"Yeah." I nod. "Has mom called you or texted you?"
"She did about an hour ago. Said neither of them have service." Is eyebrows knit together in confusion.
"Shit." I grumble under my breathe.
"Don't worry." My dad shakes his head. "I think they should be back in time to see you off." He smiles a little walking back into his room locking the door behind him.
I pack slowly. Taking as long as I can hoping Wylie would get here soon. Without any luck, I write a note quickly explaining myself to Wylie. Before I walk out of the door I look back into the room I'd be away from for two years. Wylie's clothes scatter the floor and bed and I silently blush to myself of what we had done on the bad. And also think about how much I'll miss her. Two years was a long time to b away from her. Too damn long. I had no choice though. It wasn't even a grantee this band shit was going to work out. I wonder if its even worth it to be honest. If trying our hardest was really going to get us anywhere.
Wylie, I discovered, was the one I was willing to spend every waking minute with. Before bed, I'd get excited for the morning just so I could see her peacefully snoring I the pillow beside me. Hearing her laugh at the stupid shit id say. Or be able to see her green bright eyes light up. Reluctantly, I close the bedroom door. Michael texts me letting me know he's outside. I say goodbye to my dad who hugs me tightly wishing me good luck.
"Did you get ahold of Wylie?" Calum asks as I get into the car.
"No." I shake my head biting my lip. "I left her a note though."
"Maybe she's already there with your mom at the airport waiting for us to get there." Ashton smiles only getting my hopes up.

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Short ass chapter and kinda boring and I'm sorry for being a fuck up.

But I do wanna talk about something. I've seen a lot people freaking out about Ashton and Bryana(don't know if I spelled her name right) but anyways, people are slut shaming the shit out of her and that is completely and utterly disrespectful and there is no reason for it. She's a damn model. She's fucking beautiful and had every right to model the way that she pleases. What matters is, as being part of the fam, we need to support ash. If he likes her, hell, even loved her and if he's happy then that is is choice who wants to put his time into. Honestly, I'm more then happy for him. I think they're cute together. But my point to this rant is, is that it's his life. He has every right to live it the way he wants. Also I seen that fans had gotten mad when he denied picture and autographs. He was on a date with her. Everyone deserves their own privacy. He IS NOT obligated to do what he does for us. He DOES NOT have to stop what he's doing just to sign things and take pictures. Rant over. Opinions are very much so welcome. Also than you if you read all f that lol. Destiny Ouuutt.

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