Beginning Of Something New || Chapter 22

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Luke's POV

*flashback*

I'm in my room, learning some new chords for a cover me and the boys were going to film later. Amelia was busy doing homework. I offered to help, but she declined.

From: Amy

This shiz is hard! :-(

I chuckled, knowing how frustrated she can get when it comes to homework. That's one of the many cute things she does. Since I met Amelia, I've always had a crush on her. As our friendship progressed, my feelings for her grew bigger. I wish I could just tell her, but that could ruin our friendship.

To: Amy

I offered to help, but NOOOO!! You know I'm good at math! :-)

From: Amy

NO! Imma do this myself! I feel like it's cheating when someone is helping me! :-(

To: Amy

You sure? I know that stuff pretty well! And my mom is a math teacher! :-)

From: Amy

UGH fine! I'm going to shower, then I'll come over after! :-)

I place my phone on my desk and continue strumming. Just as I get some of the verse down, my phone starts ringing.

"Hello?" I pick up.

"Hello, is this Luke Hemmings?" A deep voice spoke on the other end, sounding quite professional.

"Yes, speaking!" I said, sitting up.

"Good afternoon, Luke. This is Simon Cowell from Syco Records." My heart started pounding as butterflies filled my stomach. My face in total shock.

"Umm yes." My voice cracked. I cleared my throat. "It's good to hear from you sir!"

"You have a band called 5 Seconds Of Summer, correct?"

"Yes! Me and 3 other mates!"

"Well, the One Direction boys have seen your videos and would love to consider you boys as the opening act for them on their upcoming tour. How does that sound?" My heart was literally beating out of my chest. A huge smile on my face.

"Yes! That sounds incredible!"

"Great! So we will meet with you boys soon!"

"Th-thank you, so much sir!" I stuttered.

"My pleasure. Goodbye." He hung up. I got out of my chair and started dancing around the room. I wanted to scream with happiness.

"MOM! MOM!" I shouted, running out of my room, and down the stairs. She was in the kitchen, cutting up some carrots.

"What?! What is it?!" She spoke, a panic tone in her voice.

"ONE DIRECTION WANT TO TAKE US ON TOUR!" I shouted. She almost dropped the knife in her hand as she screeched.

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