Unecspected L.H

Chapter 15

Danis POV

3 months later

July 20

It's been three months since me and everyone went on tour. Me Lilly and the kids don't get to see the boys very much.......maybe a couple hours out of the day if we're lucky. The boys are so busy with recording and working on their new album, they just released a new single called she's kinda hot and I love it, it's such a good song, I love how there's a deeper meaning to the song then what people think.

I've been so stressed out lately! My feelings for Luke are getting stronger and the kids miss him so much, they're so sad when he has to leave for the studio, it hurts me to see them so upset, but, at least Luke is here, it could be so much worse, he could have died and all of us would be broken.

For some reason I can't shake the dream I had of Luke and me a couple months back, I wish that dream wouldn't of happened, it hurts that it'll never come true, it hurts that me and Luke won't ever be together, it hurts that he doesn't love me anymore, it just hurts.

Right now I was on the tour bus alone Luke took the kids to the recording studio with him today and Lilly was with Ashton and Michael today, it wasn't Ashton and Michaels day to go to the recording studio. I got up and grabbed my guitar and strummed the cords to one of my favorite songs.

Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all

Losing him was blue like I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
But loving him was red
Loving him was red

Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like wishing you never found out that love could be that stron

Losing him was blue like I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
But loving him was red
Oh, red
Burning red