Falling for Luke Hemmings

The Truth Will Set You Free

Amanda's pov:
After the little get together for the boys had ended, calum and Ashton were on their way out the door. "Thanks again for tonight, Amanda!" They cheered. "Haha, you're welcome!" I shouted as they walked out to their cars. Next was Michael's turn to leave, but something seemed wrong.

"C-can I have a moment alone with Amanda?" Michael asked looking at Luke with sorrow written all over his face. "Yeah, sure." Luke said walking into the kitchen. What does he want to talk about? Oh no! What did I do?? Please don't hit me again.. I cleared my throat shyly and took a seat on the couch. "Can we talk?" He asked taking a seat next to me. "We already talked, Michael.." I said referring back to when he first arrived. "I-i know, but.. there's something I need to get off my chest before I leave.." he reiterated. I nodded in response preparing myself for what's to come.

"What you did tonight, it was really nice of you. I had a great time.." he began. "Well, I'm glad." I smiled. He took a deep breath before speaking again. "Whats wrong?" I questioned. "Nothing.. it's just.. I can't help, but to think of how I treated you.." he said looking down at his hands. My eyebrows furrowed and I slowly reached down to his hands. "Michael, that's behind us now." I retaliated. "Yeah, but.. how? Why?" He questioned. "Why what?" I asked. "Why are you being so nice to me when all I've ever been to you was an asshole?" He reassured. "Because Michael.. I've learned not to hold grudges and just forgive. And I forgive you. I understand how you felt back then. You thought I stole your best friend from you.. he was my best friend too. I would never try to hurt you intentionally, Mikey." I insured.

I could see his eyes beginning to water. "I don't want you to." He said bluntly. "You don't want time to what?" I asked completely confused now. "I don't want to you to forgive me.. I was a jerk to you. I deserve your kindness, Amanda." He rejected. "What? Michael, I'm gonna forgive you no matter what. And it's too late. I already have. I mean sure, everyone at school knows, but things change. You don't have to be like that. You don't have to bully people." I reasoned. "I know.." he agreed. "Then why do you do it?" I argued. "I don't know. I guess cause people think I'm cool that way. I don't like it, please believe me, but-" I had to cut him off. "Michael, you shouldn't pretend to be something you're not just to get people to like you. If they can't accept you for who you are then that's it. You're just you and that's enough." I reiterated. He looked up at me with wide eyes. "And if you don't like that, then I'm sorry, but it's not nothing. You're in a band now. You're famous. Tons of fans like you. I'm sure everyone at school likes you now too, just not the ones that you hurt." I finished feeling a bit hurt just thinking about what he did.

I could tell Michael was being honest. For some reason, I felt above Michael for once. He was asking for advice and I was actually helping him even after all the crap he put me through. Why am I doing this??

"How do I get people to know that I don't want to be that way anymore?" He asked. "Easy. Be nice. Apologize to everyone you hurt in your path. Offer to help someone. Tell your fans.." I answered. He just nodded. "Thanks, Amanda. I'm so sorry." He said pulling me into a warm embrace. "I forgive you." I said softly. We let go of the hug and he looked back down to his hands. "I'm not saying it didn't hurt, though.. that would just be a lie." I finished. Michael looked at me with guilt in his watery eyes. He then stood up and I followed him to the door. "Thanks for tonight. It was fun." He smiled. "You're welcome. Now go home and get some rest." I chuckled. He nodded his head and off to his car he went.

"What was that about?" Luke asked poking his head out of the kitchen. "Just Michael being Michael." I chuckled. Luke then smirked and walked over to me only to wrap his arms around my waist. "I missed you so much." He said pecking my forehead. "I missed you too. These 4 days have been long." I admitted. "Come on.. tell me everything." He said pulling me towards the living room couch. "I will tomorrow. What you need is sleep." I giggled. "Oh come on.." he begged as he held both of my hands in each of his. I rolled my eyes playfully and sat down next to him on the couch. "I'm not tired at all." He yawned. "Oh really?" I asked sarcastically.