The Road to Fame// Luke Hemmings

Chapter 5

It was the Friday before their gig. Everyday had went about like the first, we went to school, went to their house, and watched them rehearse.

Adam and I have been talking everyday now since the day he called me. It was nice knowing that even though we were 3,000 miles away from each other, we were still close as we were when I left.

I was sitting at the lunch table caught in my thoughts when Calum snapped me out of my thoughts, "Izzy!!"

"What?? Sorry..." I jumped when he said my name.

"You are coming to our gig right??" He asked laughing at my reaction.

"Yeah, of course I am." I said with a small smile.

"You can ride with me and Sarah. We wouldn't want you getting lost or anything." She laughed reaching for her food.

Everyone shifting to a different conversation, but I was caught in my thoughts about Adam. It hurt that I had to lie to him about almost everything I said. It killed me knowing that, but if he knew the truth-

"What's wrong with you?" I was snapped out of my thoughts again by Luke whispering to me.

"Nothing..." I lied and he caught on to it.

"You're lying... You won't come out of your thoughts, you're not eating, and you just look upset."

"I'm just thinking." I said trying to be as truthful as possible.

"About what?"

"Things." I smiled at him and he laughed and shook his head.

"You better be in a better mood tomorrow at our gig."

"I'll try." I said laughing at him.

"I'm not even joking..." he let out a small smirk, and continued eating his food, and it was back to my thoughts for me.

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It was 2 hours before we were leaving for the gig. It was freezing outside, so I wore a sweater, boots, leggings, a scarf, and a beanie. I curled my blonde hair and was ready within an hour.

I had an hour to spare, so I decided to call Adam.

"Hey Izzy!"

"Hey!"

"What's up?"

"Just got done getting ready... Thought I might as well call you." He laughed. "Well, I'm glad you decided to."

"So how's it been up there?" I asked breaking the silence.

"Okay, better if you were here."

"You always say that..."

"Because it's true." I heard a sniffle over the phone. I couldn't do this, not now. I'm about to go out, and have fun. I don't need anything to bring me down.

"Adam, I called to talk to you. I know it's awful I had to leave, and you have to understand it wasn't my fault. Every time I call you, I feel guilt that I shouldn't feel. Yes, it kills me that I don't get to see you everyday now. No, it wasn't my fault that I don't. Every time we talk now, I end up crying and I shouldn't. We should both be happy, just enjoying life. At least you don't have to make any new friends, I had to make all new friends. You have to look at the bright side here, Adam." I felt so bad for saying it, but it needed to be said.

"I understand that, Izzy. But, I just miss you. I'm sorry that I miss you."

"Do you think I don't miss you, Adam? Did you seriously just say that? Adam, I miss you more than anything. I don't understand where you got that I didn't miss you out of this?"