Amnesia // Luke Hemmings

Chapter 5

*Katrina's* P.O.V.*

I'm still completely confused on why this photo exists. I've never seen him in my life! I've only met him today at their band practice because Calum brought me along. So how the hell did he get this picture? I look closer at the picture and notice how happy we look. We're both hugging each other laughing, what were we laughing about? Maybe this photo isn't even real, maybe I'm just hallucinating. If it was real, why don't I remember it.

I turn around and see that Luke has already awakened and is staring at me with his mouth open and his eyes basically popping out of his head, should I ask him about the picture? Well, here goes nothing.

"Luke," I pause for a second thinking of what to say "What is this?" I ask, holding the picture up for him to see.

"I, uhm, I don't know what you're talking about. That's just a picture of me and my mum. I think you're seeing things. Do you wanna go see a doctor?" He says, the nervousness is evident in his voice.

"Luke, don't lie to me. I know what I'm seeing and obviously you do to if you're so nervous. Just tell me, why do you have this picture? Where did it come from?" I say, I feel a little annoyed that he would lie about this photo. I know for a fact that I'm so hallucinating.

"I, uhm, I, I'm sorry Katrina. I can't answer that." He says staring down at the sheets on Michael's bed.

"Well if you can't answer that, can you at least answer one of my questions?" I say, avoiding eye contact.

*Luke's P.O.V.*

"Uhm sure..." I say hoping it's not what I think she's going to ask.

"Were we ever in... love?" She asks with a bit of sadness in her eyes.

I shift my gaze away from her and say, "Yes, we were. But that's the past."

I attempt to get off the bed and go downstairs to tell the rest of the lads I'm okay, when she says, "What happened?"

"I'm sorry. I can't tell you. Please don't ask." I say, choking up a bit.

"But Luke-" she says, but I cut her off.

"Don't ask again." I say sternly as I get off the bed and walk out of the room.

I don't know why I'm getting so fussed up about this. She probably doesn't even care, or she's confused as fuck. I kind of feel bad for the way I snapped at her and stormed out. But, I had to do what I had to do. She can't know what happened. No one can.

I decide not to go back down with the lads, I just walk out the door and get into my car. As I'm on the road, I realize I didn't bring my guitar. I don't go back for it, because I don't want the boys to ask me about what happened between me and Katrina. Honestly, I'd prefer if she didn't come.

What I really wanted to say to her was, "I miss you." and it took all my my strength to not kiss or hug her. I couldn't do any of that, and I can't. She's probably head over heels for Calum, and like I said, it would be such a dick move if I were to try to steal his girl.

Why does life have to be so difficult? I never asked for any of this. I'm not saying this is any of Katrina's fault, but I wish I never met her. If I didn't meet her, none of my feelings for her would be there. I wouldn't have been so fucked up from our relationship. I would still be at band practice right now. I honestly hate my life.

*Katrina's P.O.V.*

I knew I shouldn't have pushed him, I knew I shouldn't have asked more questions. I should have just left his stuff alone. If I did, I wouldn't be so confused as I am right now. Like seriously, what was that all about? I  know is that we were in love before? How is that possible?

For the longest time, I've had a crush on Calum. I first met him at a park that he was at because he was going to perform with his band, but his band mates still haven't shown up. He got tired of waiting alone and asked me if I wanted to take a walk with him, and of course I said yes. If a really cute boy  who's in a band, asked you to go take a walk with him, what would you say? Of course you would say yes.

We walked for around an hour, talking about our lives. We really hit it off. He then got a call from Ashton I think, telling him the rest of his friends in his band were there.He then apologized and said he had to leave, but we exchanged numbers. As I went home, I check my phone and I saw I had a text from an unknown number that said,

"Hello beautiful :) It's me Calum, hope you had a good time today, I know I did :) x"

Right when I saw that, my heart went crazy. For a second, I thought I was going to die because of how fast my heart was racing. That's when I knew I liked him. We've became closer and closer friends. We always would constantly text and hang out. We didn't go to the same school of course, if so, I would have know Ashton, Michael, and Luke. But I didn't. I've been meaning to ask my mom if I can transfer there, but I haven't gotten around to asking her.

But now, I feel confused on my feelings. How did I love Luke if I barely met him today? Why did he have that photo in his pocket anyways? I have to get to the bottom of this. I pull out my phone and check the time, I've been up here for about 15 minutes. What will I tell the boys when they ask about Luke? Shit, I'll just wing it. I'm usually good for making up things.

I walk out of Michael's room, carefully closing his door and going down the stairs. I go into the room with the rest of the lads, and Michael's friend.

"There you are Katrina, where were you?" He says as he goes up to hug me.

"Oh, I went to go check up on Luke, and he kind of like freaked out and snapped. He went home without telling you guys." I say, deciding to leave out the photo part.

"I'm sorry, I should have warned you about Luke." He says hugging me tighter for some reason.

"What do you mean?" I say, breaking the hug.

"He's like, depressed. He's also been bi-polar recently. None of us knows why," He turns to the other guys, who nod in agreement "We've tried talking to him but he just ignores us. No one knows exactly why, he's just like that."

"Was he always like that?" I say a bit saddened, knowing Luke has some problems.

"No, it began with some girl he really loved that left him. He never told us more, he left it just as that." He says while holding his arms out for a hug.

I accept his offer of an hug and quietly whisper, "Oh." into his shoulder.

Was that girl me?