I Miss You • lrh (on-hold)

one - packing up

Jen's POV

*After 3 years*

"Could you please shut the fuck up?!" I shouted at my annoying older brother as he keep bragging about his shitty room.

"C'mon! Please clean it up!" He whines.

"God. Ethan, you're much older and then you would pass your work to me? Oh no you didn't. Now shut the fuck up and clean your own room. I'm out mothafucka." I say sounding sassy to him and storming off to my room.

I hated him for everything. But yeah sometimes he's a loving brother too.

I finally graduated college and it was tiring. Oh and I have an advanced education so at the age of 17 I graduated from college.

I got my phone out and shuffled my playlist as I clean my room. I wanted it to be spic and span so at least mom would be proud.

"Where are you?
And I'm so sorry..
I cannot sleep, I cannot dream
Tonight.."

I stop from what I was doing and that song. The one he made a cover of. It's been 3 years since the last time we saw each other.

I didn't hesitate and look up my contacts and found the number that I've been trying to call every day and night but no answer.

Few rings and I'm sweating. Then the ringing stopped and he answered.

"Hello?" His voice. He's grown up so much now. I didn't talk cause I was too afraid.

"Hello? Anybody there?" He asks. I didn't have the urge to talk. I just can't.

"Um. I can hear you breathing?" His humor. I miss him. Then later he hung up.

I cried, I didn't want to lose him. All I asked for is me being able to see him.

"What the? Jen, did you call him again?" Ethan barged in I guess. I just nodded and kept crying.

"Shh. Don't worry, I'm here." He hugs me tightly never letting go.

I know it's frustrating that I keep remembering him. I couldn't forget him.

I hated his guts but there's still a small feelings for him that hadn't lost. I loved him with all my heart, of course cause he's my bestfriend.

I want to wake up with an amnesia and forget everything.

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Luke's POV

Doing rehearsals made me so tired. I think we're ready for the London concert in 3 days. It's still bugging me cause I'm nervous.

Yeah we've done a lot of concert for One Direction last year but it still gets on me.

I hear my phone ringing and I answer the unknown caller.

It's that number calling me again. Wonder who that is? Every time that number call me I don't here anything. It's weird somehow.

"Hey, umm Ashton? Do you even know this number?" I show him the contact and he shook his head.

"No, sorry mate. I don't know the number." He say and looked back at the tv.

"Fuck you Calum!!" Well that's not good. Michael shouts and went out of his room. We turn around and saw his face full of whipped cream.

"What the fuck happened?!" Ashton asks him.

"I was sleeping then Calum sprays whipped cream on my face!" He whines like a baby.

"Oh, grow up Mikey." Calum came from behind laughing at him.

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As I lay down the bed I open up my twitter. Best things to do when you're bored.

There's something missing to me. I really can't figure it out.

All I know is that it's a promise.

Yeah. A promise..

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