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Chapter 8

Michael

Luke fell asleep in my arms, his fluffy hair brushing against my chin and neck like some kind of household animal. He had really grown since 2013, his shoulders were massive now. They exceeded mine, even.

At around eleven, I fell asleep, only to be woken three hours later by someone shouting, thrashing the walls next door, and someone else restraining them. Luke stirred, his eyelids flickering as he adjusted to the light I just turned on. "What's going on?" Luke whispered still half-asleep.

"I don't know. Ashton?" I called, hoping to get some kind of response.

Suddenly, Calum burst into the room in his underwear with a red face and sweat trickling down his cheeks – or were they tears? – slowly approaching the bed. "Michael..."

"W-what is it Calum?" I replied with a gulp. There was some kind of fiery passion in his eyes, I don't know where it came from but he was completely possessed. No one had ever seen him like this before.

"Michael get away from that guy, he's the worst!" he began, pulling me up and off the bed. I looked down at Luke, who was practically in tears already, biting his lower lip to resist. "He's evil, he keeps making my head hurt when I even think about him, and now he's given me an awful nightmare and I can't even go back to sleep!!!"

"Calum!" Ashton shouted from the doorway, rushing over with a limp. "Calum get off Michael, this is no one's fault; you can't blame someone else for a nightmare! Come on Cal. Come on!"

Calum puffed and breathed in, eyebrows still furrowed and biceps still tensed up. "You... I won't let you get away with this Luke." Before Calum could do anything else, Luke stood up and walked out of the room, down the stairs, and out the door.

"Fucking hell Calum. Control yourself, please..." I sighed, shaking my head and following Luke.

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He made it to the corner of the road before I managed to catch up, completely out of breath and wheezing. "Luke, if you don't stop I'll go home and smash all your guitars!!!" I hollered, voice raspy. He briefly turned around and for the first time in ages, I saw him properly crying. Real tears rolled down his cheeks in twos, completely staining his face and blocking his nose. "Luke... I'm sorry everything has resulted in this. It seems hopeless, me telling you 'it's gonna be okay' because I know that right now, you're pretty sure that it won't be. But listen; he's never going to regain his memory if you let him push you away. You've got to keep trying, even if it does mean bringing him pain."

He looked at me with twinkling eyes, the street light above making it possible for me to see his chiselled features; the soft sharpness of his nose, the cliff edges that were his cheekbones. "Michael... I just don't know what to do. I need Calum. We all do. It's awful for me now that he's forgotten me. The band can't end here, we've only just begun really. W-We have our second album to promote, we have a tour to finish, we're all absolutely knackered but each day, we get up and carry on. I just... I can't."

I hugged him tightly, feeling his tight chest against mine. "Luke. Why don't you... forget about Calum too? Why don't you find yourself a girlfriend and move on? I know you two had something special. Who knows, maybe if Calum gets jealous he'll see what a dick he's being right now and regain his memory. What do you say? We could go to a party and get some numbers, get you hooked up with someone."

He wept a bit harder at what I said. "I-I have some numbers... when I went missing I actually went to clubs each night and I met these four girls who gave me their numbers and they took me home where I fell asleep, I think they drugged me that night but they were all really pretty and I-I think I could probably ask one of them out. But can I really do this? I don't think I'm ready, M-Michael," he said, little sharp breaths breaking up his sentences. I smiled.