Broken Youth

Chapter 34

~ Chapter Thirty-Four ~

[Get ready to dry the tears... I guess. So listen to 'Wherever You Are' by 5SOS - YouTube (it's perfect as hell for this chapter) and 'Close As Strangers' by 5SOS- you may have to search that on soundcloud (it's not on YouTube). Hope it's not to depressing...]

••Megan••

I shuddered, the cold rippling daggers up my spine and into my blood, freezing it still. My shaking hand struggled to put the key in the lock of the studio door, but eventually unlocked it. The warmth of the room hit me, the home-like lights making me physically wince; it was dark outside. Pitch black: and bloody freezing. I sighed, sitting down on the chair in front of the desk with strange ass nobs and shit on it, facing the only recording booth in this room. It was the room the boys used; we had next door, and I should probably be in there but it's a longer walk. I just stared, by mind whizzing and whirring, not focusing on anything in particular knowing that Harry was most likely listening in to my thoughts.

Sucking in a breath I took out my phone and the parcel. The answers to all my questions were most likely in the next 15 minutes. My phone buzzed as I switched it on for the first time in 8 months. Funny how in this world, you don't need a little screen as much as you used to. According to H, you needed them all time time in 2000's and now we're here, 3000 years on and no-one uses them; we speak to each other. Guess that's a good thing about being alive for so damn long; you see society change and develop. I closed my eyes, my heart picking up speed with every second. I know that this message will have changed my mind when I first received it, 10 months ago. His words will have made me realise how much I loved him not Harry and I'd have my bags packed within minutes, saying goodbye to Jess and out the door with the wrong one. I reopened mine and Luke's chat, trying so hard not to scream at my phone and throw it across the room. I needed to see it, I had to.

'All of me will never have you, but part of me will always love you.'

My heart stopped.

There was nothing. Just a white sheet of paper in my head as someone came crashing in, yelling at me. I shook my head, the tears falling in rivers down my cheeks. How could he?

"Megan? Megan?" Ashton's voice got louder as I brought myself out of my somewhat dreamland.

"What, Ash?" He looked at me, colour and relief washing over his face.

"You're okay. It's okay." He closed his eyes, breathing slowing as he pulled up a chair and sat beside me. I picked up the parcel, opening it slowly and digging out a memory stick. What?

"Ash, can you plug this in?"

"You're only just opening that?" His voice said it all; I should have opened this way back.

"Yeah..." He blinked at me, plugging it in, his face now a blank canvas. "What's wrong?"

"You'll see in a minute. I'll just sit here and wait for you to make your mind up." I gulped. Why was he acting like this? What's wrong with him?

"Ash-"

"I'm making no influence on your decision therefore I will shut the hell up and wait."

I turned up the volume, a simple guitar chord filling the room. Ashton got up, shoving off his coat and wandered off somewhere, minding his own business.

Someone's voice joined in with the chords, the tone of the voice breaking my heart instantly, the lyrics adding to the initial pain. It didn't take a genius to work out who it was. Luke.

'For a while we pretended

That we never had to end it

But we knew we'd have to say goodbye