Scars // LH

Chapter28- I Can't Do Right For Doing Wrong.

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I Can't Do Right For Doing Wrong.

I stood in front of the mirror in my room and eyed myself anxiously. I rubbed my hands up and down my own waist, worrying that my black and white play suit was too tight, or if my White Air Max didn't match, or if my hair wasn't curly enough, or if I hadn't put enough wristbands on. I worried that I wasn't perfect.

Tonight was a big night. Not only was it the last show that I'd be doing with 5SOS, but it was a night for the truth.

I was gonna tell Luke everything. Everything about my past, and that I loved him. I had to, before the summer ended and I'd never see him again.

"Knock knock." Ashton hollered from my door. I spun around and had an unexpected surprise when I saw that Ash was dressed as a ninja turtle. I burst out laughing. "What the hell is this?" I asked, circling round him like he was a museum exhibit.

"We thought it would be fun for us to dress up on our last show with you." Ash explained, pulling his red mask over his eyes. "I'm Raphael."

"No, you're crazy." I giggled, pulling his mask off and playing with it. Ash snatched it back, laughing along with me. He wound the mask around his wrist and leaned against the door, staring at me. "I can't believe it."

"What?" I asked, slipping my phone into my play suit pocket.

"This." Ash answered, shaking his head. "Its your last show with us."

"Yeah, don't remind me." I rolled my eyes, checking that my eyeliner was on right.

"I'm serious Soph. The fans are really gonna miss you...so are we."

I turned to face him. "Ashton..." I stepped forward and hugged him tight. He hugged me back, snuffling slightly. "Don't cry, you'll start me off." I joked.

Ash chuckled, pulling away and holding out his hand, taking a deep breath. "So, for the last time." He flashed me his award winning smile. "You ready?"

I smiled, taking a deep breath and grabbing onto his hand. "Ready as I'll ever be."

"Cause I'm really not fine at all..." I sang the last line of Amnesia as the crowd went hysterical. I stepped up from by Ashton's drums and walked over to the middle of the stage, fastening my mike onto its stand. I took a deep breath and looked out at the crowd as they sat staring at me expectantly. I couldn't believe it. The last time I'd do this.

"You all know what I'm gonna say." I giggled, and rumbles of laughter echoed through the stadium. When they all piped down, I sighed heavily, trying to remember my speech. I had it all planned out.

"For years, pretty much since I could speak, I've always wanted to sing. Every Christmas I'd get dressed up and sing in front of my whole family on my little kiddie karaoke." The audience laughed again, as did the boys behind me, obviously trying to picture a miniature Sophie Baker prancing around in a prissy dress.

"But it wasn't enough." I continued. "As I got older, I realized that its what I was destined to do. My parents took me to vocal clubs, allowed me to sing in school plays, but I wanted more. I wanted to be famous." I turned around and glanced at the four boys faces. "Like these guys."

I faced the audience again, and some in the front row were blubbering. "This time last year, I was taking my GCSE's in Music, and now...music is basically a part of my life. These guys finding me at that night in London...is every girl's dream. I was shocked, don't get me wrong, when..." I paused to say his name. "When Luke offered to take me on tour with them." Gasps filled the room.