Amnesia

Chapter Six; Here We Are, In The Big Apple

Brooke pov:

By the point Luke got back, I was almost in hysterics.

He walked through the door, not noticing me on the couch."Hey Brooke I talked to the landlord at the new place and he said we could move in in two weeks." At that point he noticed me on the couch, close to tears. " Brooke! What happened!" he said, rushing towards me. I told him everything, he very confused was as to why I was in tears until I told him about Michael." I mean, now I have to see him on a daily basis again!" I said, now crying. "Hey, he wont come to our apartment when your here. Trust me." He said soothingly. "Y-you sure?" I stammered. " Positive." He replied.

*Two weeks later*

Two weeks later, we were unpacking boxes and putting new furniture togther. Luke had convinced me to go to ikea, where I spent half of my life savings in new couches, beds, plates, a table, and tons of the soft serve ice cream that they have there. It took us literally hours to put everything togther.

After all that was done, there was the fun part. Decorating. Luke hated it, so he left me to it, knowing that I would not put up girly shit. I started by putting all my band posters up in my room, I had too many. Then, more posters against the one wall that was brick. Then, putting up some of the framed pictures we had up in the hallway leading to the bedrooms. Then, I found a good place to put mine and Lukes guitars. I had a acoustic with a plain leather strap because I am broke. And luke had a really nice electric black and white classic fender. I would play his allot when he wasnt here. Mine was good but his was amazing.

After a couple other things I did I was done, and I sat down on the couch. "Luke, are you watching spongebob?" "yes. dont judge me, its the movie."He responded "OOOO I love this!" I ran into the kitchen and started a bag of popcorn."Hurry! its about to start!" Luke called from the other room. I ran in with my bowl of popcorn just as the movie started. 

        About halfway in, i got bored and decided to annoy Luke.I started chewing on the popcorn really loudly and obnoxiously, because I know he hates that. "Quit it!" He said, laughing and throwing a piece of popcorn at me. At that point I just started chewing louder, and Luke threw more popcorn. "More for me!" I said. I threw a piece at him and I knew I was started a war that I couldent win. I ran to my room to hide but Luke managed to be right behind me. I managed to slam the door in his face but wondered whaat I was going to do. Luke holds grudges for a long time. I started to listen to a mix of Marianas Trench, ATL, MCR, and some of the old songs from the band Luke was in with Calum, Ashton, and Michael. They didnt make songs anymore, but they better start again now that they were all on the same continent.

I did that for about an hour, when I decided it was safe to go. I heade through the aprtment and there was no sign of Luke anywhere, after searching the apartment very quietly with a nerf gun in hand I found a note on the table. 

"went over to the boy's, apparently its something important. Be back in a bit :)"

"Huh." I said to myself. What would be so urgent to call Luke over? He useally wasnt a big help in important situations. Probably helping to get something into the apartment because all of them are lazy and uncordinated as fuck, exept Calum, but he was just lazy as shit. I imagined Michael trying to fit a mattress into the door but it getting stuck in the door because he put it over his head and Calum was trying to ride on top of it but almost fell and got off, and then Ashton trying to push it through, but eventually crawling under it band saying that they got themselves intoo this, they can fix it. I flinched after I realized that I was thinking about Michael, I cannot have feelings for him. Ever.

Luke pov;

         I walked up to the apartment that Ashton had given me directions to. It was a brick 5 story building in Brooklyn. We lived about a block away. Well thats convinent. I buzzed for the 5A. About 10 seconds later I was buzzed in and walked inside. Wow this seemed sketchy. I walked up the stairs and to the apartment. I noticed the strande scuffed walls leading to their apartment and a torn in half Mayday Parade poster. Probably all Michael. The walls were a plain white and the carpet was some worn out fower pattern carpet, I think. I knocked on the wooden door with the golden charachters 5A. I knocked on the door and after hearing running towards the door Calum opened the door and hugged me (It was a manly hug, I promise.) And Ashton did the same. "Wheres Michael?" I asked after we had caught up for a couple of minutes. "Thats what we needed you here for, actually."

        What happned?" I asked,concerned. "Well havent you noticed since Brooke and him broke up, hes been a little... well... out of it?" Ashton asked."I already know where this is going." I replied. "Well, we thought that we would help Michael get her back, because they were so happy when they were togther, they couldent get enough of each other." Calum said, causing Ashton to blush while he snickred. It was strange, no one but Ashton had ever caught them doing anything.

        " Moving on, what should we do?" I asked. "Well, Michael wrote a song about her, and-"  "I wish someone would write a song about me." Ashton interupted Calum, staring out the window over dramatically. We all laughed. "Well, he wrote a song about her, and were going to get him to preform it at this open night at this place, and we thought that we could play the song as a band, and you could get her to go." Calum said. after a moment of thinking,I replied "I could do that."  Almost allready regretting saying that already. How the hell was I going to get Brooke to go?