More Than a Fan || LRH

Part 21: July 16th

I changed Skylar's age to 18 instead of 17 for all of my original/earlier readers (I hope you don't mind).
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**Skylar's POV**

We landed in LA and were greeted by Ashton at the baggage claim. We gave him a hug. I was glad to see him, it had been a while and he has become like a big brother to me.

"How was the flight?" He spoke as we headed toward the door.

"It was great! Where are all the fans?" I questioned as we climbed into the car.

"I told them that we were surprising Luke for his birthday on twitter."

I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to face him. "Are you stupid? He has twitter too!"

"I blocked him," he said, giggling like a 12 year old girl. I shook my head and sat down. The other two girls followed, Ashton was close behind.

After about a 30 minute drive we arrived at their house. It was nice and huge. There were a couple walls made of glass one looked out over their pool. They had a music room and a game room. For a bunch of teenage boys living here it looked nice. We followed Ashton up the stairs he showed us his room and to no surprise it was covered in classic rock band posters. Then we went to Calum's room, it was slightly messy with clothes on the floor along with empty beer and soda cans.

We moved across the hall to Michael's room to find a stressed out Mikey trying to get his room clean before Logan saw it. There were band posters on the wall, a huge television with an Xbox attached to it.

"Michael!" Logan squealed running towards him. Michael turned just in time to catch her in his arms. It was adorable. They held onto each other for a good five minutes before he pulled back to gaze at her with lust in his dark green eyes. She gazed back at him. Her hazel eyes lit up at the sight of his smile.

"I've missed you, smurf." Michael whispered as he pulled her back into a hug.

"I've missed you too."

I snuck off to the last room at the end of the hall. The walls were blue with white trim. There were a couple band posters on the wall. A queen sized bed was up against the wall with a flatscreen hanging on the wall opposite. The floor was clean other than a couple pairs of black skinny jeans on the floor. The room smelled of Luke's cologne. There was a night stand next to his bed. Some spare change sat on it along with a white lamp.

I wandered over to his closet which was on the opposite side of the room. I opened the door and walked in. On my right was his snapbacks and beanies laid out on shelves by color. On my left were his shoes, mostly vans and converse with some Nikes and dress shoes here and there. As I continued into the closet I found his flannels, one hanger was empty and my favorite red and black was gone, meaning it's either dirty or he's wearing it. Opposite of his flannels were his band tees organized by band, these boys must have someone organize there closest cuz Luke's suit case wasn't this organized. The back wall had a section of athletic clothes. The rest of it was black skinny jeans with a couple pairs of sweat pants. I'm secretly jealous of his closet.

"I see you found Luke's room." I turned around to see Ashton standing in the door way. "Quite big ain't it?"

"It's fucking huge! Are all your closets this big and this organized?"

"Mines slightly bigger but yeah basically."

"Lucky bitches! Hey so I wanted to talk to you about tonight."

"What about it?"

"I want to preform for Luke."

"Like put on a show or just one song?"