Heartbreak and Love: A Luke Hemmings Story

EPILOGUE-(During)

Mike's POV

When we arrived at the airport, Luke got out of the limo first and I could just hear the fame. Like, it instantly got to me, it gave me that rush and I wasn't even out of the car yet. Ashton went next because he claimed that he needed to because he was the one with the guitar, and then it was me. And bam.

Oh, I felt like a rock star. People cried my name as I walked down the made hallway for us, out of metal gates. And the fan shouted our names, and out bands names and it was so magical and hard core. It was very persons dream. There were thousands upon thousands of people out in the crowd, left and right. People chanted my name and people chant Luke's name and Ashton's name.

Ashton had a banner up for him, made of blue paint and fans took photos with him. It made me smile, watching his take the phone off one girl and take selfies with thousands of girls behind him, wanting him - but most of them were like thirteen so that was a bit weird for us.

On my right, there was a group of six girls with my face on their t-shirt, and under it saying:

'WE LOVE YOU' in the centre of it.

I walked up to them with a big smile, and they screamed, "oh my god," all together, "MICHAEL! WE ARE YOUR BIGGEST FANS."

I pointed to the shirt, "Naw, I love you too, guys!"

"Can we please have some photos with you?" one girl with red hair asked.

"OF COURSE!" I had to shout over all the screaming fans, I loved this. This was my dream. One by one, I took each girls phone and took at least two photos of the whole group together and then an individual one with just them and me. At the end, I handed back the last girls phone and they said thank you.

I walked down the hallway more and another group of girl called me over and I walked over to them, "hey guys!" I shouted. They all had dyed blue hair and it was all messy. They had all black one, along with gothic make up that made them look like true rock stars. "I like the look!"

"OMG MICHAEL!" one of them girlishly shrieked, making the costume not go with her personality. It kind of scared me. "BIG FAN! I LOVE YOU! CAN WE HAVE SOME PHOTOS?" she asked, handing me her phone.

"Sure thing," I said kindly. And then took a few selfies with the group. "There we go." I gave back the girls phone, in which she dropped. Glass shattered everywhere. She stared behind me, into abyss.

Suddenly, everyone was silenced and staring at the floor and then screams shouted, tears forming, I wondered what was going on and then I followed their gazed, unknown to my surroundings and then I saw Luke Hemmings, one of my best friends, unconscious on the floor.

Everyone had their phones out, taking photos, calling people. My legs felt stiff and still, I couldn't move. All I could do was stare. Wait for him to move. Move, Luke, move.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Ashton walk over to Luke. Thank god, I think, Ashton will help. I watch drastically, hearing all the yelling and screaming around me but everything slowed down when Ashton bent down and shook Luke frantically. My heart kept as he didn't respond.

Come on, Luke. Ashton pursued to shake Luke, yelling his name, "Luke! Luke!" You could hear it through the roaring around crowd. The security guards were trying to calm the fans; they were freaking out. But I didn't give attention to them; I stared at Luke's legs laying limbless on the floor, parted. "Luke?" Ashton then said and I saw an arm move.

It was Luke. He was okay.

I then found that my legs were now working, I hurried over to Ashton's side to see Luke murmuring some gibberish. And then I understood, "I have to... I have to go back, I love her." He said.

His skin was pale and sweating; his eyes had purple circles around them. His lips were shaking like he was cold. "I have to go back," Luke then repeated just before he closed his eyes again and drifted to sleep. Ashton looked up at me, and I sighed.

To be honest, I didn't even want to leave Ella. But she understood, I told her that I was doing this for Calum - that he would want us to continue our dream. She just nodded and agreed with a smile. She hated the idea though - I could see.

And I still loved the idea of this tour and how it would get us famous, but then I looked down at Luke and saw how much he wanted to be with Jane.

He was starving himself, thinking so. But he didn't want to tell us. He wanted us to follow our dreams too - and he didn't want to stand in the way.

Such a softy, Luke.

"What do we do?" Ashton asked me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"I don't know," I said.