The End → f.s

galaxy cliffo.

Then I always come back. Always hear her stupid rambles about something not important. Her voice become so familiar to my ears and her annoying side weirdly making me comfortable.

One thing I remembered about her. The only one thing. She doesn't like being called Netherland she thought it was too long and very illiterate. She told me to call her Nate.

Our route from the bookstore changes daily, basing on my mood, Nate only following my footsteps. Like boots to dora. What the fuck I just made a dora the explorer reference, I must get checked.

Nate never forced me to answer her questions. I like how she is supporting me and not interfere my private life. Her kindness making me think about my friends. Or for me my brothers.

Honestly right now, at the moment, I miss my friends. I miss Calum so much, also I know it's crazy but I miss the stupid Luke but I really miss Ashton Irwin. I never see him after Calum's funeral.

I realize where my foot is heading. Ashton's house. The place where that 'sacred' band always practiced.

Nate didn't comments why I'm standing in front of for stranger's house. I keep my pace. I don't know why I feel so angry right now.

"Michael?"

Yes I heard that deep voice. That voice who formerly always greeted the fans from the social media, either instagram or keek.

He opens up his mouth again. "Is that you?"

I nod.

"You look different"

I never look at mirror ever again. Good appearance doesn't even matter at all right now and Nate also doesn't care with me.

"Are you okay?"

"Barely" I finally let my mouth open.

His breath hitched. I know he've been in total messed, basing on how his curly hair looked like it hasn't been combed for a year.

"Me too Michael" he spoke up. "We're screwed"

"Noticed"

He laughed bitterly. Then opens the gate. He comes closer to me, then hug me. His warm body radiated to me. I can feel his heartbeat.

My words stuck in my throat and come out as a stutter. Tear drips from my eyes "I miss Calum, Ashton... I miss him"