Amnesia // 5sos

Forgotten. They had forgotten me along their way, I wasn't even sure why I still cared or why I was even here right now bothering to try and see them again, even if I did see them again would they even care? Or would they wonder why I was even trying?

All I knew was that I missed them, I missed them even after everything and I missed one guy even more in particular, the guy who I thought was my bestfriend, the guy who I thought would be there for me through everything, the one and only Luke Hemmings.

I stood at the back of the long line, I couldn't help the sigh that fell out of my lips, a year ago I wouldn't of had to que to see my bestfriends especially not at one of their shows but now I guess I did. I ran my hand through my hair something I always did when I was stressed before folding my arms to protect myself from the chilly english weather which is completely different from back home in australia.

"So how long have you been a fan then?" The girl in front of me said.

I wasn't really in the mood to talk to anyone, I just wanted to get inside and watched them perform, just to see them again. Also being called a fan really wasn't that great a feeling, I had always thought I was more than that but now I'm not, I'm just like every single other person waiting for them here.

"Since the start." I replied I couldn't help but put it bluntly.

"Oh right. Who's your favourite?" The girl asked yet another question.

"I like them all equally but I guess Luke is also really super important to me..." I said my voice trailing off at the end.

"Luke's my fave too! I met Luke last week when they were recording at their studios and got a picture with him, he's so hot and oh my god he said my hair was cool and he's tweeted me three times so my friend is almost sure that he thinks I'm hot or something but I doubt it y'know?" The girl rambled on squealing slightly at the end.

"Wow. That's great! I'm sure he appreciates a fan like you.' I tried to say with as much enthusiasm as possible.

"I wish I was more than a fan... So where are you from your accent isn't english? Are you here by yourself?"

I was honestly getting tired of the girl's questions, I knew that she had good intentions but I just wasn't interested in talking or becoming friends with anyone when all I wanted was to see my bestfriends-ex bestfriends again...

"I'm from Sydney in Australia and yes."

"So you must have met the boys a lot then?"

"Uh yeah I have." To prove that I didn't want to talk anymore I pulled out my phone and shoved my earphones in Pierce The Veil blasting through the earphones.

I felt kinda rude but then again I didn't come here to talk to people, that wasn't what I wanted. I began to regret my clothing choice even more as the chilly breeze rushed over me and it began to rain softly. I tucked my hands inside my oversized denim jacket waiting for the time to tick by until the doors opened and it couldn't happen soon enough.

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