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2. Love Letters

Luke

Dear y/n,

Today Calum and I visited the Eiffel Tower, which is a lot more impressive on postcards. We're only in France for two days, and then we move onto Spain. I think you would like it here, the lights are very bright and the food is delicious. Mike pointed out a couple dancing in the park earlier today, and I thought of you. They didn't even have any music, and they payed no mind to all the people watching. They were lost in their own little word, not caring about anyone else but each other. That reminded me of us, how we used to be. I miss you, y/n. I've sent you letters from every place we've been so far, but you haven't responded to any of them. Please send one back. I love you, don't ignore me. I had to leave, y/n, you know that. Just one letter, please.

-Luke

Ashton

My Princess,

Two months until I see your beautiful face again. That's all I can think about, you've completely taken over my thoughts. The pictures you sent me in your last letter are gorgeous, I swear you're getting prettier by the second. YOUR TITS LOOKED AMAZING IN THAT SWEATER!!-M.

Sorry baby, Michael decided to vandalize your letter with permanent marker. Don't worry, I'll kill him once I finish writing. I've got everything planned out for when I get back, but I couldn't tell you or else I'd ruin the surprise. I'll only say that theres a very special dinner planned, and a very special surprise involved. Portugal is our next stop on tour, which I know is on your list of 'places I need to go before I die.' I wish I could take you with me, though I promise once tour's over I'll take you to every single place on that list. I love you so much princess, and can't wait to see you again.

-Love, Ash

Calum

To Miss America,

You chose the absolute worst time to move across the world. It's supposed to be 30F by the time you start school, which is basically the weather in Antarctica. I suggest you move back to Sydney as soon as possible; the guest room is always open. Sometimes I forget that you're gone, whenever I pass your house I'll have to stop myself from ringing the bell. School's the worst, they'll call your name during roll call as if they haven't noticed you're not in the same continent. Luke and I decided to start a band, but we kinda suck because there's only three members; me, Luke, and Michael, the kid with the fringe. We don't even have a name yet, but Michael said he'll figure something out. It's hell here without you, promise me that you'll visit for the holidays. I'll let you know when the band does't suck as much as it does now.

-Your foreign friend, Cal

Michael

My one and only,

This is the last one. Today marks one year, one awful, painful, and empty year. I can still see your vibrant eyes looking up at the stars. I can still hear your laugh whenever I get to a funny part of a movie. I can still smell your vanilla perfume when I go to sleep at night. Everyone simply apologizes, it's all that slips out their mouths when your name comes up. I'm so sorry Michael, I'm sorry to hear about your loss, That's terrible, I'm sorry. But that won't bring you back. Nothing will. I've written 365 letters, but this is the last one. One year ago today, a stranger found your broken body in front of the truck. One year ago today, I got the worst phone call any boyfriend could ever receive. This is the last one, I can't do this anymore. I'll always love you, you'll always be the one. But I have to let go, this has to be the last one. 

-Mikey

Author's Note:

Hey guys! Sorry this one's so short but I thought I needed to update something. You can submit requests either on here or my twitter (@vincentvanhoe) and I'll try to complete them. Hope this chapter was okay, make sure to comment ant vote! :))