One Last Song Before You Leave || L.H. ~ Veronica Amadeu

1. Luke, right?

Here I am, Hannah Turner at the age of 21 , all grown up and ready for my middle school and high school reunion. I never thought I would be invited to any of those until I received an e-mail saying that there was going to be a meeting with my generation. My mom had told me about those meetings/reunions they do, and she had gone to some of her generation as well. I am excited and nervous, I don't know what they'll think of me or if they will even recognize me, though I'm rather excited to see how my classmates have changed and what they have done of their lives.

I remember very well two of my classmates at Norwest Christian College, they were Calum Hood and Luke Hemmings. They were considered as "weirdos" for the majority of my classmates, but I always had a crush on Luke even if he had a girlfriend at the time being. Then, my hopes of dating him came back when he broke up with her, but little did I know that it was because of his band that he had to break up with her, due to the fact that later that year he dropped out of school and set off to London with his band-mates. Calum was there with Luke, but Calum was friends with Michael, who was a year above us, and even if Michael and Luke hated each other, in time they became friends, and soon..... band-mates. 

I guess that a lot of my ex-classmates now know about 5 Seconds of Summer, and that Luke and Calum wouldn't come to the reunion because they studied here in 2011 and dropped out of school a year or so later and didn't finish their studies. Now in 2017 Calum is in L.A., and Luke has a girlfriend and lives in L.A. with his other two band-mates and he also lives in a complete different way than I do. Even if it once was a little High School crush, I would love to date him even back to this day, but I don't think that could happen at any point in life.

I just have to stop thinking about Luke and get ready. We were all going to meet at a nice lounge with a great view to the Harbour Bridge at 2:30 p.m., and I was just starting to get ready at 1:00 p.m. , but I was never one of those girls who take hours to put on make up and stuff, no. I have always been simply me and as any other day, I put on some mascara, white eye-shadow for my eyes to look bigger, get my eyebrows in place and give them shape with a brush and a little bit of red lipstick as a final touch.

Now I have to do my hair and put on some decent clothes.

I'm going to put on a white blouse with long sleeves and a mustard cardigan over it. I decided to put on my black skinny jeans (the ones that weren't ripped) and finally choose some black high heeled ankle boots to feel comfortable and not that small.

My hair has always been a mess, so I just put it up in a cute perfectly tied messy bun, take my black Kate Spade shoulder purse with all my stuff, put on my sunglasses and leave the apartment with my keys in hand at 1:45 p.m. 

I get on my red Fiat and start the engine after taking a deep breath, considering once again if I really wanted to go, and of course started my way out of the building's parking lot.

I live in a nice building, in the top floor. I have the penthouse with a nice roof garden, where I don't organize any parties because I don't really have friends besides the ones from work, and those from work aren't really my friends because I want to, they are my friends because I have to socialize at work. My father bought the apartment as soon as I turned 19, so I could have a place to start my life as a young adult.

If you were wondering, I work at The Australian Women's Weekly, known as The Weekly here in Australia, which is a magazine. I work in the editing and image department, and if I do well, I hope to have my own article some day. I still have hopes that I'll publish something, but not yet, I know I need more experience and I have been working there for over 8 months, which isn't much. About past work experiences...... I have been working ever since I was 17, and I started as a cashier at a store in a shopping mall, then when I was 19 I started working as an assistant while in the meantime I continued studying.

I'm almost arriving to the lounge, according to Google Maps, and I hope I'm not lost, just not yet. I realize I'm not lost as I see the entrance of the parking lot. I park my car near the entrance to the elevator that leads to the main entrance of the place, and get out of it with my keys in hand and purse on my shoulder still with my sunglasses on over the bridge of my nose.

At 2:20 p.m. I get in the elevator and push the button to the Lobby. The metal doors start closing when suddenly I see a hand stopping the doors from closing. The doors start opening only for me to see Luke Hemmings and Calum Hood right in front of me. I lost it. They get inside and Luke stares at me as Calum lets a little giggle escape his lips.

I put my sunglasses on my head and smile widely saying....

"Hello! I'm Hannah Turner. I don't know if you remember me. Luke, right?"

"Hi! Hannah.... I remember you. You were the one who was always reading in class."

"Yes, that's me. And you are Calum, of course. I remember you two being together most of the time."

"Yeah, and Luke is still with me most of the time because, well.."

"Because you're amazing artists and songwriters, yes. I really like your music, to be honest."

Am I sweating or what? Is it that hot today?

The metal doors open and Luke steps aside letting me get out first.

"So, Hannah. Can I invite you a drink or something?"

"Oh, sure Luke."

"I'll leave you guys to it. See ya later."

And Calum left us talking as he walked to the other side of the Lounge's counter to order himself a drink.

I'm already loving this, and it hasn't even started.