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#32 Amnesia

A/N: This will be in a third person POV, btw :)
-Allie

"I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted, I thought about our last kiss, how it felt the way you tasted"

Luke: It was a rainy but hot day in Sydney. The roads were deserted. All cars were safely parked in their garages all except for a silver car that was driving slowly around town. That car contained a mourning and very depressed 19 year old boy. His soft blonde hair was very messy, blue eyes watery and red, complete with eyebags underneath them, as he hadn't gotten much sleep in weeks. The boy was also very noticeably thin, due to lack of food consumption. The boy is depressed.
His name is Luke Hemmings, who's also known as the lead singer/guitarist in 5 Seconds Of Summer. Right now, his band had a three week break from touring. Normally, Luke would be very happy to home, but now, he didn't want to be there. Why? Because his longtime girlfriend, Y/N broke up with him. They ended on good terms, and are still very good friends. But Luke wants her to be his girlfriend again.
The heavy rain pelted Luke's car window, making his mood even worse.
He has been driving for hours, not really knowing where the journey would take him. Suddenly, he came across a very familiar place. It was the bar where he and Y/N got very drunk.
A tear slipped down Luke's cheek, and a small smile appeared on his face.
He remembered that night. They were so tipsy that Michael, Calum and Ashton had to drag them back to Luke's house. They both had a terrible hangover the next day, but worth it as he got to spend the whole day with her. Luke drove quickly away from the bar, not wanting to look at it anymore. Luke's thoughts drifted to the last kiss Y/N gave him, which was three days ago, before they called it quits. The kiss was sweet, but very passionate. Her lips were soft against his, making him melt inside. Luke's tears grew worse, streaming down his face like a waterfall. Her lips tasted like cotton candy, Luke thought.
With his head spinning and vision blurred, Luke had to take a break from driving. He pulled over near a gas station five minutes away from his house. And in that car sat a teenage boy with a broken heart.

"And even though your friends told me you're doing fine, you're somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you. When he says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you? Sometimes I start to wonder was it just a lie? If what we had was real, how could you be fine?
Cause I'm not fine at all"

Calum: Y/N's friends told Calum that Y/N was doing ok with her new boyfriend. Calum felt heartbroken and that he could burst into tears. But they also told Calum that Y/N isolates herself from him and doesn't talk to him. Calum remembers stopping by her house to check on her. As he was about to knock on the door, he heard Y/N's boyfriend yelling harsh words at her. Calum stood there and froze, taking all of it in. Why does he treat her like that? Calum thought angrily as he walked away from the house.
Was our relationship just a joke to her? Did she not really love me? All these thoughts raced through Calum's head. But, now that Y/N's out of his life, he'll never know the answer to any of those questions.

"I remember the day you told me you were leaving, I remember the makeup running down your face, and the dreams you left behind you didn't need them, like every single wish we ever made. I wish that I could wake up with amensia and forget about the stupid little things, like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you, and the memories I never can escape, cause I'm not fine at all"

Michael:
*Flashback*
"I can't take this anymore!" Y/N yelled, her voice echoing throughout the tiny house. Her boyfriend, Michael Clifford, walked into their bedroom and asked her what was wrong, worry etched on his face. Y/N told him that she was leaving him and never coming back. "I can't stand you being on tour so much! I can't deal with the hate your fans give me! And don't bother begging me to stay! It won't work. I love you Michael, and I hope you have a great life" Y/N said stuffing the last of her clothes in a big blue suitcase.
Michael's green eyes had tears in them, not believing what he just heard. Y/N's makeup was running down her face, especially her mascara. She zipped up her suitcase and walked out of his life. Michael didn't do anything, he just sat on the white carpeted floor, crying his heart out. Y\N's gone, she's gone. Michael thought sadly.

*Present*

A nineteen year old boy with black dyed hair and an eyebrow piercing lied alone in their room, crying softly.
Y/N had left Michael, never to come back. I wish I said something, but she told me not to. Michael thought.
All the dreams and wishes Y/N had were gone. She left them all behind.
Michael hasn't gone of the house ever since she left. Michael wishes that when he woke up the next morning, he'd forget everything that happened.
Michael remembers the feeling of falling asleep next to Y/N. He missed the sound of her soft breathing. He missed wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. Michael then realized that he could never forget all the memories he and Y/N had.
I'll always love you, Michael thought sadly.

"The pictures that you sent me they're still living in my phone, I admit I like to see them, I admit I feel alone, and all your friends are asking me why I'm not around, it hurts to know you're happy and it hurts that you've moved on, it's hard to hear your name when I haven't seen you in so long"

Ashton: The light from Ashton's phone screen illuminated his face in the dark room. He tried not to cry as he scrolled through the pictures you sent him. Ashton likes to look at them when he's bored. It reminds Ashton of you and your relationship with him.
It's been over a week since you broke up with Ash, making him feel hurt inside. Ashton let out a small sigh, turning off his phone and placing it on the nightstand. I'm so alone, she's left me. For good. Ashton thought running a hand through his curly brown hair. All of Y/N's friends text Ashton constantly, asking him why he hasn't been around town lately. Ashton doesn't answer, he doesn't want any contact with them. The twenty year old boy is slipping into a state of depression. Why does it hurt to know that Y/N has already moved on, happily kissing another boy.
The tears started, flowing down Ashton's face like a stream. It's hard to think about her or say her name, Ashton thought burying his face in his pillow. No one can replace her, no one can, He thought bitterly.