*Luke's P.O.V.*
I wake up early, knowing I have school. As my eyes open slowly, I try to remember whether yesterday was a dream or not. I take a risk looking at my phone, to see if the texts are there. Once I see the unrecgonizable number, I knew it wasn't a dream. I smile to myself knowing she texted me. I then realize there's a blue mark next to the number, indicating a new text. I open the text and it read,
"Have a good day at school today Lucas :)!"
When I read Lucas, my face got red, and I smiled so hard. She used to call me Lucas, before the incident happened. But knowing she thought about calling me Lucas makes my heart go absolutely wild. I text her back saying,
"You too Kat :-)"
She texts back a few seconds later saying, "I'm homeschooled though lol. Is this our new thing? Having nicknames for each other? If so, it's ridiculous haha."
"Well have fun at home, text you later when I get out of class. Bye :-)" I click send and then I proceed to toss my phone onto my bed as I go get ready.
I hop into the shower, and I take a couple minutes scrubbing the dirtiness away. I then get out and dry myself and get into some clothes. I decide to wear a plain black shirt with regular blue skinny jeans. I slide on my shoes, pick up my backpack and my phone, and leave my room.
I glance down at my phone and notice I have a couple of minutes to eat breakfast. I stop by the kitchen and and get some cereal out. As I'm pouring the cereal into the bowl, my mom walks in the room and says, "Luke? You're actually eating breakfast?"
"Yeah Mom, I feel hungry today." I say with a small laugh at the end.
I pour the milk and I eat it fast. I put the bowl in the sink, and I give my Mom a hug. She whispers, "You're making progress, I'm proud of you."
"Thanks Mom, someone's helping me." I whisper back, smiling.
I then break the hug and walk out the house, getting into my car. I drive to school and I meet up with the lads at the front of the school.
"Hey lads." I say quite happily.
"Hey lads? That's all you're going to say after what happened yesterday?" Ashton scoffed.
"Ashton, stop. Hey Luke, how's it going?" Calum says shortly after.
"I'm doing quite fine. Can I talk to you privately Calum?" I say, trying to not make eye contact.
"Uh sure." He says as he follows me to a nearby tree.
"What did Katrina say after I left?" I say blankly.
"Well, she said that you snapped and freaked out after she went to check up on you." He says a bit confused.
"Oh." I say quietly, I'm thankful she didn't say anything about the photo.
"Yeah, I gave her your number also because she wanted to check up on you for some reason."
"Oh well thank you for your answers," The bell rings "We should head to class now."
Time to not do anything and just think!
*Katrina's P.O.V."
For some reason, I think I kind of like Luke. I don't know why, but when I texted him, I felt so happy. But then again, I feel really excited and nervous a bit when I text Calum. Well, I'm not going to do anything today. I'm home schooled but I don't do much. I just study and do problems every once in a while.
I lay in bed and use my laptop. I sign onto Twitter, and I check out Calum's band twitter. He told me that he had a band named 5 Seconds of Summer, so I decided that I would check it out, because for one, I am his girlfriend. Being his girlfriend automatically makes me obligied to support him with whatever he does, because that's what girlfriends do right?
I don't know too much about relationships. Come to think about it, I don't think I've had any other boyfriend than Calum. Calum is literally so cute. I really like him a lot. I can't say I love him since we've been dating for only a day, and if I were to say I loved him, it wouldn't mean anything. I strongly dislike it when people use "I love you." loosely. That ruins the whole meaning to it. I've only said I love you to my parents, they are the only ones I really love.
I check out their accounts and their fandom is so cute. I look at a few of all the guys' tweets on their solo accounts, then I look at their fan accounts. I notice one girl tweeted, "I miss Luke's old girlfriend, I wonder what happened to her." and I see there's a couple people who agree aswell. I wonder who that girl was, she must have been very lucky to have a guy like him. There you go again Katrina, thinking about the boy you're not even dating.
Speaking of Calum, I decide to text him. I know he's in class but whatever, he'll probably reply.
"Hey, I'm bored :("
"Hey babe, I'm in art drawing some random shit with Luke and Michael. I'm bored as well haha."
"Aw, what are you drawing? What are Luke and Michael drawing?" When I typed Luke, I felt my heart stop. But, I just ignored it. Stupid body of mines.
"I'm drawing a heart with our initials. I'm sorry if that's to cheesy babe ;) Michael is drawing a picture of himself, and what color he wants to dye his hair next. Luke is drawing some girl without a face."
"Calum, you are such a dork."
"But I'm your dork."
"You're are so dorky. I'm going to take a nap, bye :)"
"Have sweet dreams, or wet dreams of me ;)"
"OH MY GOD CALUM."
"Aw, you're so innocent, that's cute. But seriously, have a good sleep.x :)"
I think I have the best boyfriend ever to be honest. I wonder what the future has in store for us. I literally love everything about him. His hair, the way he laughs, the way he talks, his blue eyes- wait. He doesn't have blue eyes. Was I describing Luke? I think I should really go to sleep. I didn't sleep at all last night, because I was so busy thinking about things. I'm still trying to comprehend what happened yesterday.
Yesterday was okay, I suppose. I mean I did meet the rest of Calum's friends. I also made an actual friend of the same gender! That was big thing for me because I'm not socially gifted. We're kind of close friends now.
Why do you keep thinking? Just go to sleep Katrina.
A voice in my head says, that tone is familar. Whose is it? It's not Calum's.
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Amnesia // Luke Hemmings
FanficI wish that I could wake up with amnesia forget about all the stupid little things like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you and the memories I can never escape.