Looking Back..

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Hey, I am not in a good mood. I know I was so fucking happy yesterday, but today my mom has pissed me the fuck off. I don't want to put out the anger on anyone, so I will try to hold it in. Also, just in case the story starts to get crappy, please comment or let me know. Anyways, I decided to put a gif of The Joker today. I like this gif, though. Anyways, sorry for doing this again, but do you mind checking out my new fanfic I am making called Silent // l.h I would really appreciate it.!! So please enjoy this update. Byee xx

Luke's POV:

I take a long ass shower, wondering how I am going to explain everything to Rebecca. I wasn't planning to show my face any sooner, but I guess it just happened. I sigh, and turn off the water. I quickly run the towel all over my body, then put on my boxers and basketball shorts. I ruffle my hair with the towel, leaving it in messy. I pick up my converse and head out. I walk down the hall, beginning to feel hungry. I enter my room, and put on my white Rolling Stones t-shirt. I slip on socks and my converse and decide to go down stairs. I close my door beginning to walk down the hall. "Luke, I need to tell you something. This also has to do with the others." Michael says walking down the hall. "What is it.?" I ask walking towards him. Once we make it face to face, he explains. "You are scheduled for Saturday and Sunday. Calum will get Monday through Wednesday. Ashton Thursday and Friday. I will also pick out random days, so don't get surprised." he finishes off. Great. Just great. "Go tell the others of this schedule." he says walking away. "Yes sir." I mumble. Now I have to see her sleep.? I run my fingers through my hair, as I walk down the stairs. The bad part is that its Saturday.

Calum's POV:

I sit down, wanting to already eat. It is six thirty late in the afternoon already, and I haven't ate. "I guess we have to eat with our hands." Rebecca says walking to the table. "It is fine, the deliver guy got us napkins, so why not use them for our plates." I say. "We will be ghetto for a day." Rebecca laughs. I give her a smile, hearing footsteps. Rebecca's laugh fades, as the footsteps get closer. I turn around and see Luke. "Hey, we ordered pizza." Ashton says. "Cool." he says. "Sit. Join us." I say. He nods reaching for the box. He grabs a napkin and a slice. "I need to tell you all the information given by The Joker." he begins to say. I turn and look at Rebecca, she isn't even bothering to look at any of us. What the hell.?

Rebecca's POV:

Great, he came to join us. Why wouldn't he have just told me why he is here. He is a dick for not even telling my that he was in this "gang". I take a bite of my pizza, ignoring what he is telling the others. "We have to watch Becca at night, for protection..." I hear Luke say. I roll my eyes, already know what he is talking about. "You better listen to this, you need to know the schedule." Luke says, waking my from my thoughts. I sigh, and begin to pay attention. "I am with you Saturday and Sunday. Calum is with you on Monday through Wednesday. Ashton you get Thursday and Friday." he says. "And The Joker gets to choose any day, I know this." I say. Luke ignores me, still talking. I roll my eyes, and grab another slice of pizza.

Michael's POV:

I grab on of my old yearbook from my desk. I look through the old pictures of Junior year. Luke, Calum, and Ashton. I look through some old signatures, and notice one out of random. It was written in green ink, the nicest writing on here. 

Dear Michael,

I know we don't talk much, but you are a sweet kid. We both hanged out when we were young, different from the others. We didn't really care. Until, my mom died my dad never let me see you again. I missed you, I really did. 

Now that years have passed, we still don' talk. I always wanted to talk to you, but my friends are dicks, so they never let me talk to you. Even though I sticked up for you that one time. I still care about you, Mikey. 

Please, just don't think that I forgot about you or anything. Please and don't change schools, if you stay next year I wil hang out with you like old times. I promise. 

Anyways, have a great summer. I love you. xx

Always,

Rebecca.

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