Today they all decided it was rest day. Individually. In their own homes. I find that hard to believe. I mean, yeah they're a band but they're friends as well, and I think they're a great bunch of people altogether.
It was quiet today, as it has been for the last past week, but yeah, I'm not home alone. Ashton and I ate breakfast together earlier and it was a not so good damn of a breakfast. I was forced to eat Vegemite on toast, and I hate it. I hate it a lot.
But I managed.
I can't help but wonder how it went with Luke, did he surprise Aila? I'm thrilled to know what he did for her, though there's this tiny bit in my chest that's envy her. Shit, this is shit. I said I don't have any feelings for him, but it seems that everything I said backfired in my face. Just when I was starting to face the fact that there is never going to be an "us" between me and Luke, my mind goes off and running just thinking about him.
Ashton was in his room, probably doing stuff a guy would do. And me, on the other hand, am in the kitchen giving my stomach an apology.
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Walking through the aisles, as I searched for something interesting to purchase and read. This is one of the few moments of my life when I start doing the impossible. My eyes scan the books, and past John Green's works, which mind you, I already have all of them. So, I looked up more literature and found something that caught my eye. A pink book with a simple design on it's cover entitled "Anna And The French Kiss" well, it wouldn't hurt to read something that has your name printed on the cover. In the end, I purchased two books, which I'm quite excited to read. The other book was called "If I Stay" and it was showing in theaters, but then again I prefer reading it because it'll be more detailed.
I exited the book shop, and was actually on my way home.
"Anna, where have you been?" Ashton asked when he came into view once I opened the front door. "I was worried, you should have told me you were going out" He finished.
"Sorry," I say, and offered him a small smile. We watched a movie together, and I wasn't quite sure what it was called but it was entertaining.
The next day, we were all at Luke's place. I don't have any idea why, but I don't have anything better to do so I obliged when Ashton started to ask.
And I wished I didn't come, honestly it was the worst day of my life. Everything I couldn't even imagined happened.
It was one hell of a revelation.
"I was so stupid! And I still am actually!" Aila screamed from the top of her lungs.
"Aila," Luke tried to calm her down, I stood there with them in the living room, my body felt like a statue and I can't even think straight.
"You didn't contact me for a whole week because of your tour, I understand that. But this? This is just awful. And what hurts is that you didn't even try to see me," She cried.
What? This whole time I thought Luke went to Aila, when I reminded him, he left immediately. What happened?
"And you," Aila said pointing at me with her finger "I thought we were friends, but you were a back stabbing bitch!" Even though Aila gave us a mad facade, her tears started pouring from her eyes down to her rosy cheeks. I was hurt, but I guess I didn't have the right to react and defend myself. It's a good thing everyone was out.
"I should've seen this coming. Remember when you were on the internet and all everybody thought it was you two all along? Remember when I said I was okay?," Aila asked Luke. Luke looked at her, his eyes, his ocean blue pools were trying so hard not to tear up. "Well, here's the truth, I wasn't okay. I never was, cos she came along," Aila spilled, and as her words left her lips, she sobbed into her own palms crying.
