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chapter five:

eyo guys i'm alive yay. its independence day so i can update. hopefully someone still reads this.

sorry for the lowercase. im just too lazy. school sucks the energy out of me almost all the time.

beep

you have one message, from michael,

"hey angel, look um its been three days? and you haven't spoken to any of us since the day at the hospital. we're all worried about you, please just call me, okay? i love you lil sis."

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you have one message, from zayn

"hey baby girl, um, michael's been telling me you haven't gotten our of your room? and you know i could teleport in your room in a heartbeat but michael said you needed space? is this luke is it-"

beep

you have one message, from Lian

"hey, calum told me to call you. i haven't been talking to luke much during his stay here but you're both pretty miserable. can't you just talk this out i mean you've been in tougher shit before. call me."

beep

you have one message, from Ashton

"pretty sure the rest of the gang has told you this, but we're so worried about you. you never let anyone in, and you haven't been going out. what's wrong? talk to us."

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you have one message, from Harry

"i'm sorry."

i fist the sheets as if it was the only thing that could bring me back to reality. i look around the small room and see the vases and clothes and frames strewn everywhere.

three days, twelve hours, fifteen minutes and twelve seconds.

its been three days and luke hasn't called, talked, touched, made eye contact, set foot in our house and basically he hasn't been ten meters from me.

its been three days since i last saw him and his eyes and his smile and his tall figure.

three days since i last heard him talking to me, saying my name, laughing, singing.