23 - Stares

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*Ashton has started a conversation with Michael, Calum, Luke*

Ashton: practice at Luke's?

Michael: I'm down

Calum: I guess

Luke: uh sure

Ashton: 2 then?

Luke: yeah

*Luke has left the conversation*

Michael: weird, Luke doesn't talk as much now I feel like

Ashton: ikr, is something wrong?

*Calum has left the conversation*

Ashton: ?

*Michael has left the conversation*

Ashton: gee thanks -_-

. . .

Luke's POV

I woke up on my bathroom floor and I got up. I realized that my arm hurt and there was blood on the floor. Oh. I sigh and grab a first-aid kit from the cabinet. I clean the dried blood off my forearm and wrap a bandaid wrap around it. I start to clean the floor and wash my hands when I'm done. All I can think of is Calum. All day, everyday. I go on my phone and see a few texts from Calum, Ashton, and Michael. I guess we're having a practice today.

o3o

While practicing I can't help but stare at Calum and sing with more - what's the word? - passion. All the songs we practiced reminded me of Calum, it connected. Everything I thought of reminded me of Calum. What is this guy doing to me? "You okay there?" Michael asks.

"What?" I ask, snapping out of my thoughts.

"I just asked if you were okay." Michael says.

"Oh uh, yeah yeah." I assure him. He looks unsure but shrugs and continues going up the stairs. I follow him, Calum, and Ashton. I watch as Michael rummages through my fridge, looking for something to eat. Calum converses with Ashton while sitting at the table. I sigh and look back down on my phone.

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Author's Note

Hi! Sorry this was kinda really short. I didn't really [1] have time to write [2] no ideas. -.- [M and J] were bothering about it so yeah lol

- A

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Y r u always messing with my feelings gosh lol
-J

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Are you trying to kill me, A? Great chapter tho. ʷʰʸ ᵗʰᵉ fᵘͨᵏ ᵘ ˡʸʸʸ'ⁿ,ʷʰʸ ᵘ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ˡʸʸʸ'ⁿ,ᵐᵐᵐᵐᵐᵐ ºʰᵐʸᵍºᵈ ˢᵗºp fᵘͨᵏ'ⁿ ˡʸʸʸ'ⁿ
-M [•~•]

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