A/N: Just a little something that I thought I should say, the song Luke's listening to is on the sidey thingy idek what it's called, but it's there, and so is some Ash for this chapter, for his first appearance, but mostly because he's beautiful. Also, thank you so much for the 105 reads so far, I love you guys so much. Speaking of Luke, guess who?;-)
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Luke's P.O.V
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I sat at the airport, waiting for Mikey and Cal's flight to land. They'd been in England for around three weeks now, and I missed two of my best pals, alongside Ashton. Ash was also here, but he'd gone on holiday with his parents, and said he'd catch up with us later.
Their flight was now being called out, and so I stood, walking towards the entrance, which was also conveniently the exit, pausing my music to focus on looking for them. I was listening to the tracks on a CD that I left for Tia. Crash by You Me At Six. I knew the song was slightly extreme, but it said everything I felt for her perfectly.
But times have changed, I'm now sixteen, I have my band, and I have my girlfriend, and I have my family. I'm happy with this, content with it even, and that's all that matters.
I still don't know why I didn't just tell her I was moving out here. Whatever it was, I regret that choice. We could've stayed in contact, she could still be my friend. Probably not my best friend anymore, because of distance, but y'know. I miss the times.
I snapped out of my daydream as two bodies collided with mine, hearing Mikey and Cal scream at me for not joining in for the long, slow-motion, dramatic run up. It was something we always seemed to to.
I laughed, saying "Sorry," and accepting their demands for a do-over.
They both walked back to the gates, frowning at me, and I smiled back, gazing around them to check if we were getting any weird looks. I generally don't care, but I found them highly hilarious.
I was about to take my first slow-motion step forwards when I saw her. Tia. Fuck.
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Tia's P.O.V
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I stepped off the plane, laughing as Mikey and Cal ran past me, blowing me kisses and yelling something about texting me later.
I walked over to where the bags were, quickly grabbing mine and looking for the exit. My eyes grazed over Mikey and Cal, hugging someone so tightly I couldn't even make out his/her gender. I smiled, soon finding the exit and nodding to myself once, taking off in that direction.
I stepped out at the same time as another guy, smiling timidly at him, and he beamed back. Definitely an Australian thing. I cleared my throat, suddenly feeling nervous under his gaze, and called a cab, quickly getting in and showing the driver my address.
He nodded, driving off to my new home, and I sighed heavily. This was it.
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I stood in front of the building, eyeing it up in disease. This was a big moment, this was the first official step into my new life. I took a deep breath, about to take a step forward when I heard a light chuckle from behind me. I spun around, finding the guy from earlier stood there, watching me.
"Excuse me, but what's so funny?" I asked, feeling slightly annoyed. He was ruining my big moment.
He cleared his throat, and his Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. Oh my, he's beautiful. He had dimples, sparkling bright eyes, and the most precious brown eyes, even though they were laced with fear. Oops.
"Nothing, it's just that you looked so cute, just looking up at the building like an excited puppy," he mumbled shyly, and I nodded, instantly feeling bad for snapping.
"Oh," was all I could say. Think Tia, think, don't make yourself seem like a complete tool. Think, think, think, think. "Well, I'm sorry for snapping." Cool, real cool Tia.
"It's fine, you're new here, right?" He asked, and I only nodded in reply. I wasn't in the mood for talking, I wanted to go see my new apartment.
"Well, I live in apartment number four-zero-three on the fourth floor, feel free to drop by if you ever need a guided tour." With that he walked up the stairs, and into the building, leaving me gawping like a fish behind him.
I quickly pushed my hand into my pocket, pulling out the picture and address. Apartment number four hundred and four. Looks like I've just met my neighbour.
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This is unedited because I generally can't be bothered I feel dead.
I'm sorry that I always update so late at night, updates should be getting earlier as my summer holidays come closer. Until then, updates are probably going to be reeeeeaaaaaalllllly irregular. Sorry about that.
SO SHE'S MET THE WHOLE GANG, APART FROM LUKE.
BUT LUKE SAW HER.
AAAAHAJFHASJKHFAJSHFASJ.
I don't even know anymore. I hope you've all enjoyed this one, sorry it's so short, I love you allllllll.
UhKayBye. xoxoxoxoxoxo
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