The blue eyed Australian (L.H) {ON HOLD}

chapter 21

(Luke's POV)

It's been almost two months since I feared out. I am still extremely worried about Courtney and I still want to go home. It is a good thing we go on break next week for Christmas because we are going to be playing in Sydney.

I have been trying to call Courtney every single night but she never answers. I have even called her dad. He always said he was at work and she will call me later. She never does though. I have even try ed skyping her. She never picks up.

I wonder what I did wrong. I thought we were on good terms when I left almost five months ago.

>>>one week later>>>

The guys and I had just gotten off the plain. I grabbed my luggage as fast as I could and got into a taxi. I told him to bring me to my mother's house. I knew she moved but I just wish I would have know who bought the old house. Mom said she met them.

Once I got to my mom's house. I ran inside to hug her. I am the most mommas boy you will ever meet.

"Hello dear!" My mom grinned as I squeezed her.

"How have you been mom?" I asked her.

"I am just delightful, dear." She smiled.

"How was the move?" I questioned wondering if she would tell me who bought the house.

"It was great. The house went to great people. You know them," She hinted.

"It do?" I sat down at the kitchen table.

"Yeah. Your friend Courtney's father bought the house. I swear I told you." She looked into her coffee mug which shows me she was fibbing.

"Really?!" I shouted. "I should go there now. I haven't seen her in so long!" I said, jumping out of my chair and to the front door.

"Thanks mom!" I yelled as I took her car and drove to the old house.

Once I reached the house, my heart began racing. My palms became sweaty.

I got out of the car, but before I could climb the steps, Mikey's ringtone chimed from my pocket.

"What?" I snapped as I answered the phone.

"Okay... I just wanted to know if you had gone to Courtney's house yet," he said.

"Do you think I would be talking to you if I had?!" I nearly shouted. I was still extremely angry with him for what he said about her.

"Well do you think you can pick me up so I can come with you?" He asked.

"Why would you want to come with me to Courtney's house?" I questioned.

"I... I want to see my uncle," he replied.

"So? Why don't you go by yourself?" I snapped. I don't want him to ruin it.

"I don't know where she lives,"he tried to explain.

"Fine. I'll be there in a few minutes," I barked and got back in the car to get Micheal from his parents house.

Micheal got in the car and just looked at me. My eyes were droopy. My palms were dry and cracked. I don't even have a tan. With all the sunny cities we have been to, you'd think I would have gotten some tan. I just don't want to do anything g without her. I haven't shaved in at least a week so there is stubble viable.

"Why do you want to see your uncle?" I asked to break the awkward silence.

"I want to know if he still remembers me," he didn't even look at me. I wasn't looking at him either. Just trying to avoid every single traffic light. I took the shortcut I remember from living there.

Once we arrived at her house, again, my hands started to be sweaty and my heart began to race.

"You okay man?" Micheal asked as I was slow in my steps.

I started to walk fast and I was up to the door and ringing the door bell before I knew it.

I heard the door unlock and the door slowly opened. I was surprised to see Courtney's father instead of Courtney.

"Luke? What are you doing here?" He looked confused to see me, as expected.

"I am on break for the holidays. Is Courtney home?" I peaked past the door to only see an empty couch.

"Yeah, she's in her room. Come in," he opened the door and walked in front of me just enough for Micheal to come in with out being noticed and closed the door.

"She is in the last room to the left. The big blue room," he told me and I was off, leaving micheal alone. It's weird though. That was my room.

(Micheal's pov)

Luke went upstairs and I was left alone with me uncle who didn't notice me until Luke moved out of the way.

"C-can I help you?" He said, sounding like he didn't know who I was.

"You don't know who I am, do you?" I frowned.

He stepped forward and stared at me. "Micheal?" He gasped.

  (A/N:)

Hey guys. I just thought I would put this out there. There will be another update sometime soon. I hope you all liked this chapter.