↣Twenty-four.

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[Don Broco- You Wanna Know]

"Hayden, where are you going?" Matty asked, his two hands placed on my shoulder.

"I'm going home," I shrugged Matty's hands off my shoulder, grabbing the handle of my suitcase, wheeling it out behind me.

Matty walked beside me before stepping in front of me blocking me from walking any further.

"What do you mean you're leaving? You can't leave, you've only been here a day!"

"I just need to get out of here, I can't stay here anymore Matty." I replied, stepping to the side so Matty wasn't blocking me anymore.

"Hayden, what happened?" He asked walking beside me.

"Nothing, I'll tell you when you're back," I stopped, turning around to look at Matty. "Look, you go enjoy the rest of your weekend, I'll be fine, I just need to get away from here and go back home."

Matty nodded, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, pulling me into his embrace. I wrapped my free arm around his neck, returning the hug.

"Text me as soon as you get home and if you want me to come back to you, text me okay?"

I nodded. "I'll be fine, I promise."

I waved goodbye, pulling my suitcase behind me, exiting the campsite. I walked to where the taxis were parked, noticing the one that I had booked. I walked faster over to it, pushing the handle of my suitcase down and placing it into the boot of the car.

I walked around to the passenger seat of the taxi, placing my hand on the door, pulling it open and situating myself into the passenger seat of the taxi. I told the taxi driver my address as we reversed out of the campsite. I looked out the window to the small groups of teenagers that were scattered near the entrance. I leaned my head back against the seat, watching the scenery go by on the way home.

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Once I arrived back in my flat, I brought my suitcase up to my room. I unzipped it, grabbing the clothes I had placed in them before hanging them back up into my wardrobe. Luke's words were still swirling around in my head.

I knew that I still had feelings for Luke. My feelings for him were never going to disappear for him, even though I knew I shouldn't, I couldn't help myself. Michael was right all along about Luke and Amelia, Michael seemed to be right about a lot of things, but me being me didn't believe him.

I took my phone out of my jean pocket, realising that I had it on silent. I unlocked it, noticing the amount of missed calls and messages that I had received. I looked through my messages seeing that they were from Michael and Matty, asking me if I was okay. I sighed, locking my phone.

Just as I was placing my phone back into my pocket, the screen of my phone lit up. Confused, I unlocked it again, noticing I had received a new message. I knew that this message was probably just another message from Matty or Michael, but I decided to check the message anyways.

From; Luke

I'm on my way over, we need to talk.

I stared at the message, re-reading over it. I knew that me and Luke needed to talk, but I was hoping that maybe we could have talked a few days later instead of talking about what happened earlier on.

I placed my phone on my bed, sitting on the edge of it and placing my head in my hands. I felt sick, I didn't want to see Luke, or talk about what had happened. I didn't want to hear what he wanted to say, or what we had to talk about.

The doorbell ringing took me out of my thoughts. I closed my eyes and opened them again, letting out a shaky breath. 'You can do this Hayden, you can.'

I walked down the stairs slowly, hoping that maybe if I walked slowly that Luke might have magically disappeared, thinking that I wasn't at my flat and leave, but Unfortunately my doorbell rang again.

"I know you're in there Hayden, you can't ignore me forever."

I walked down the final step, walking towards my front door. All that was blocking me and Luke was my front door. I stared at the door, as Luke gave up on ringing the doorbell but began knocking loudly on the door repeatedly.

"Hayden, please,"

I sighed, reaching up slowly to the lock. I placed my hand on it, sliding the lock back, once the lock was unlocked I placed my hand on the door handle, pulling it open, revealing Luke.

"Hey,"

"Hi."

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I'm really sorry for all these cliff hangers please please don't hate me.

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