Captured || mgc

Nine.

Veronica

A guy in a black, fit shirt, a jacket on top, a quite somber mop of unruly hair and olive skin was inside the living room. He sat in the leather couch, eyes darting to Michael and immediately widening as I felt that Ashton comes into the scene with two mugs of coffee. 

"Mate, I didn't know you were coming home so soon." Ashton said as he laid out the two coffee mugs on the center table.

Michael shifted his gaze from the boy as he looked up at the curly-head. "Yeah, I--I just thought I would, you know-- I don't know, um... go home uh, earlier, I guess."

"Well since you're here," Ashton took a seat next to the new guy and motioned Michael on the seat in front. "I'd like us to talk."

....And that's my cue. "I'll give you guys some privacy." I muttered.

Michael

"Mike, we want to start over." Ashton said, never sugarcoating the words, though I didn't quite get it.

"What do you mean you want to start over?" I asked, leaning closer.

"Well you see, Michael," Calum started, "we kind of got off track for a long time now. Truth be told, all the travelling I did made me realize how much I loved and missed playing shows and seeing fans every single night. I talked to Ashton about these things and... I don't know, maybe we could do it all again?" 

I was stunned. Of course I want to do all the stuff we missed for a year but I actually thought this hiatus thing will be for longer. For the sole reason that I still had some issues I'd like to figure out myself. I hate feeling like I don't know what step to take next. And currently, that's how I feel.

"Uh, yeah, I guess... but how?" I asked.

"We call Feldy. He always has our backs and he's the voice of us--" 

"No, I mean Luke." I sternly emphasized. Last time I talked to Luke was my birthday, and he sent me a card. I texted him a thanks and assumed he'd talk more, but all he said was "no prob. gtg."

I was far more than disappointed that day. I knew it was my birthday and I should be happy but I kept asking myself why would Luke not want to talk to me and go away? I mean, did I do something wrong? There was barely a handwriting on the card he gave me, probably just remembered last minute and went to the 99 cent store, wrote a "Happy Birthday Mate. Lots of love to you. -Luke" in a messy handwriting, slapped it inside an envelope and sent it to my loft. 

Since then, I never bothered to talk to Luke, and if I knew; Ashton never bothered as well. I didn't know about Calum, after attending my birthday, a week later; he decided to go back to Aus for a while. I actually believed it somehow, but then he never came back until now. 

He looks good to say the least, he looks fine and well. He knew about the record label Ash and I secretly runs and he has some connections to Luke. He said he called him last week, asking for monetary help. He said that he can't give it to for he was in Morocco those times and it will be hard transacting from a different country to America. 

For all I know, Cal said that Luke is broke and a hardcore party goer for the last couple of months. Cal talked to him 2 days ago and said that he didn't go back to Australia for a while until he finally got some cash and went home to Liz. He said that he was back in New South Wales and currently hanging with his brothers in Sydney.

"Actually, he came across Aleisha once more." Calum muttered, a smile creeping through his lips.

We practically gaped.

"What happened???" I urged. 

"Well he didn't spoiled me much, but she's not bitter at all." Ashton sighed and I smiled.

"Are we really going to do this?" I looked up at the two boys in front of me, Ash bit his lip and gazed at Cal. 

He nodded, "Well, all we need now is your yes. The moment I asked Luke about this, I know he'll scream fuck yes."

We all laughed and I nodded, "Okay, I'm in."

Ashton just couldn't contain the smile upon his lips, "Well, I'mma ring Feldy then."

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