Amnesia

2. TRYING TO FIND THE WORDS TO SAY

Austin's POV

Up my driveway comes the lead singer, Luke Hemmings. I turn towards the door to regain my composure in private. I need to stop the tears and clear the lump in my throat.

"Ready?" he asks, tapping my shoulder, making me shudder at the pace he reached me. He's the only reason why I even got invited to open up for 5 Seconds Of Summer. He fell in complete love with some crappy song I written. And when I mean crappy, I mean Justin wrote it for me, but I still take all the credit.

I turn and smile, playing numb to the situation between Justin and I. "Hey, Luke," I say. "Like the new lip piercing."

He smiles. "You're the reason i got it, trendsetter," he jokes. "Let me get a duffel."

I think of all the other things I could be considered a trendsetter for like the most insane public meltdown of the 2010s. "That's cool, Luke...Uh, it looks better on you," I say.

"Luke," says Justin. I jump because I didn't hear him open the door behind us. "Hemmings," he adds, starkly.

"Hey! It's Justin Beaver, right?" Luke asks seemingly utterly confused, but Justin wasn't having him or anyone mess up his name.

"It's Bieber, as in worldwide superstar Bieber," Justin retorts. "You like making jokes? Did I call you hummingbird?" questions a slowly-heating Justin.

"My dearest apologies. I didn't know. Much of a pleasure to be in your acquaintance, worldwide superstar Bieber." He bows, and I crack up.

Justin narrows his eyes at the easygoing Luke. "We have to talk, Austy" Justin informs me.

"Austy?" Luke arches an eyebrow, smirking.

Justin tries to push back me, but I was a step ahead in holding him back from hitting Luke. "I'll call my baby whatever I want," Justin roars, having to control his anger in someway that he can't resort to violence.

Luke raises his palms in a sorry manner. "Sorry, I didn't know you two were dating. I thought Austin was single," he says. He points to the lip ring. "He's the reason I got this new lip ring," Luke informs Justin.

"Keep your new lip ring away from my boyfriend!" Justin yells back immediately. "Austin? Move!"

I end up getting elbowed in the face after pushing an unsuspecting Justin back into the house. Justin falls back, ready to lunge back at Luke twice as hard. I shoot Luke a look for him to take it back please. "It was just a joke, bro," Luke says.

The tour bus beeps to the rhythm of "What About Love". I feel kind of welcomed.

"We have to go!" I yell at Justin.

"We're coming now!" Luke hollers to the bus where he receives an array of middle fingers.

Justin spits on the ground and simmers down. He holds my hands, stares at me dead in the eyes to show his seriousness, and says, "You need to Skype me everyday, at least a three phone calls a day, and reply to all my texts, babe. Okay, babe?"

"So needy," Luke "jokes", not learning his lesson, but only receives a glare from Justin and myself. "Sorry," he mumbles. Luke grabs all my bags and walks to the door bus, awkwardly.

"I will, babe." I kiss him. I feel the tremble in his lip, the desire coming from his tongue. He doesn't want to give me up, dominating my mouth, raising my temptations to go Netflix and chill the summer away. I manage to pull back when he whispers, "I'm trying to find the words to make you stay."

"I'll Skype you twice a day because I love you," I respond, smiling in anticipation of another lip-lock and getting one.

I need to stay strong now more than ever. I can't let the band see any weakness when I meet them for the first time. It seems everyone already has a negative opinion of me upon meeting, so I can't mess up. Before walking up the steps of the bus, I turn around to see a sad Justin just staring, heart broken. I want to hyperventilate, but I have to go. The second the bus's doors close we were speeding down the street. I made it on the bus. The hardest part is done.

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