Amnesia || Ashton Irwin

Night Changes || Chapter 27

Amelia's POV
"Luke! Get back here! I want my Skittles!" I shouted, running after the tall blonde boy. So far, watching movies meant running around, chasing one another for stealing all the food. This is usually what would happen when we watched movies. I smile while running after the dork I call my best friend, knowing that not much had changed, like he never went on tour, like he never left me.
"You'll have to find me!" he says, before sprinting upstairs, skipping every second step. Curse him and his long legs!
I run up the flight of stairs as fast as my little legs (compared to Luke's) could carry me. Before I could see, I heard one of the 4 doors slam. If I remember correctly, Luke would always run in the same room, every single time I would chase him through the house. He would always run into my parents room, which is now my room, and hide in the on suite bathroom, in the shower. I chuckled, as I made my way into the bedroom. "Luke..." I called out. "Dont worry... I won't hurt you..." I say. I grab the handle and countdown in my head. 1...2...3! "Gotcha!" I shouted, then shut my mouth right away after not spotting the usual figure through the glass door of the shower. I stare, confused at it, before I heard a small giggle come from somewhere behind me. The only other place he would be is somewhere he's been into before, somewhere where "Angie" was made. I smirk, realizing where he would be. I creep over to my closet door, and swing it open. "Gotcha!" I say, tackling Luke and pushing him onto the floor. I sit on top of him, battling for the bag of Skittles. I stop and start laughing hysterically when I noticed what was on his head. He looked at me, confused. "Oh-My-God-I-Can't-Breath!" I said, trying to calm myself down. "Look-what's on-your head!" I made out, still laughing and pointing to his head. His face flushed when he realized what was on his head. He pulled it off and held a red laced bra with bows on it in front of us. I immediately stopped laughing when I saw the smirk on Luke's face, and the redness of my face from laughing turned into a different red, but this time, a blush.
"Someone's kinky." He spoke, wiggling the bra in front of me.
"Shut up!" I say, snatching the red fabric from his hands and hiding it behind my back. I stand up and throw the bra back in the closet, before snatching the bag of Skittles from Luke, then running downstairs.
"Hey! Get back here!" I hear him shout, before getting up. I hear his foot steps, so I hide behind a wall.
"Amy. Come out, Come out wherever you are." he called out. I spot him out of the corner of my eye. When he walks by, I sneak out behind him and screamed, jumping on his back. He screamed too, but kept me on his back as he ran to the sliding glass doors, I couldn't stop laughing. He ran out into the backyard, spinning us both in a circle. I was still laughing when I noticed our clothes were now damp. As Luke is still spinning, I stick my hand out and feel the rain drops on my arms. The water felt soothing on my almost healed wrists. These were usually the moments I live for, the ones where memories are created.
Luke put me down and turned, facing me. I look back at him and he had a smirk on his face. "What? I asked him. He just kept smirking. The rain then started pouring like a shower, making us drenched. He then let out a laugh, before grabbing both my hands, pulling me towards him. He starts running in a circle, pulling me with him. I lean back and so does he, and we both start spinning in the rain, feeling the now soaked grass underneath our soaked feet. We spin for a good 8 seconds, before Luke slips on the grass, pulling me down with him. I landed on top of him with a loud thud. We both let out a huge grunt, but more Luke than me. I push myself up a little, so my elbows aren't digging into his stomach. We're both chuckling at our clumsiness. I'm now looking down at him. "Sorry." I giggle.
"It's ok." He still chuckled. "Your boobs kinda made it a little more cushioned." My mouth went agape, as I slapped his arm.
"Pervert." I say, once we calm down, I didn't noticed I was still on top of him. I kept looking at Luke as he bit his lip, playing with his lip ring. I shook my head, zoning myself back in. "That was fun!" I smiled.
"Yeah!" He spoke, a smile appearing on his face as well. "Why haven't we ever played in the rain before?" He chuckled. I roll off of him and look down at my bare legs, covered completely in mud. I look back up at him to see some mud on his face.
"That's why." I said, wiping some more across his mouth. His expression turned into disgust, as he spit the dirt out of his mouth. I squeal, as I get up and start sprinting out around the house, to the front yard. I stop to catch my breath from both laughing and running, as I look behind me to see Luke running around the corner, before his feet slip and he fell onto the ground, causing me to laugh even harder. I clutch my stomach, while Luke was rolling around, laughing as well. Once I calm down a bit, I hear my name being called in a tone of surprise.
"Amelia?" I look over to the side walk to see my other neighbour, an umbrella over her head.
"Oh, hi Mrs. Louise." I stood up, giving a small wave. I looked at the elderly woman, who now had an unimpressed look on her face. She mumbled something I couldn't understand, before continuing down the sidewalk. I look back at Luke, who was now sitting up, still on the ground. "Maybe we should go back inside." I spoke.
"Agreed." He said. I held out my hand, he grabbed it and I helped him up. We both gave a small chuckle, before walking back inside.
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Meghan's POV
"Thanks again for everything Michael." I say, before taking a sip of my drink. Me and Michael have been on our date for a few hours now, and I have been having the time of my life. I never knew Michael could be such a gentleman, and make me laugh so much.
"It's no problem. You deserve every little bit of it." He smiled, causing me to blush. I smiled back, then continued eating my pasta. Michael got the same meal as me, after arguing with the chef to make pizza. I just told him to relax and just get some pasta because it's Italian just like pizza. He then smiled and agreed. "Did I tell you how pretty you look tonight?" He asked, before taking a bite.
"Yes, 20 times." I laughed. He shook his head with a chuckle, before going back to his plate. As I take another bite, I look up and see Michael looking uncomfortable and tense up, his eyes looking behind me. I sit up straight and turn around, my stomach now flipping and my heart started beating out of control.
"Meghan, what the hell do you think you're doing?!" Said the guy now standing at my table, his fists and jaw are clenched, his expression full of anger.
"Cole, what are you doing here?! I'm on a date!" I spoke, irritated, trying to keep calm. Cole was my ex boyfriend. The reason I broke up with him was because he was too clingy and obsessed. He also wanted me for sex, but we never did it.
"Mate, is there something we can help you with?" Michael stood, trying to be polite.
"Yeah. I wanna know why the fuck you think you can get with my girl?" Cole spoke, grabbing Michael's shirt by the collar, getting angrier with every word he spoke. When he said that, Michaels expression went from irritated, to broken in a matter of seconds. He looked at me with sad eyes.
"You-you have a boyfriend?" He asked, looking at me with broken eyes.
"What? No! Michael, he's my ex boyfriend! We broke up a while ago!" I spoke. "Cole! Let him go!" I begged, trying to pull him away. He let go, but then grabbed the glass full of water and poured it on Michael's head. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" I practically shout, causing every head to turn in the restaurant. Cole then gave Michael a shove.
"Stay away from my girl!" He said, before grabbing my wrist, pulling me through the restaurant, towards the doors. I try pulling out of his grasp, but he was too strong. I look back and spot Michael, still standing where he was, a look of shock and sadness had taken over his face.
'Im sorry' I mouth to him. He looked down, then sat back down at the table, running his hands through his hair with frustration. I turned my attention back to Cole, who's still tugging me along. "Let me go, Cole!" I say, trying to get out of his grasp. He didn't respond. There was a waiter walking by, a tray full of different foods. I grabbed a plate with pasta and sauce on it, dumping it on Cole's head. I take my hand and rub it down so it was on his face. He released my arm and stood in place.
"GAH! MY EYES! IT BURNS!" He shouted. I run past him and out of the restaurant. I keep running down the sidewalk, not caring about the rain. After a couple of minutes, I slow down to walking. I pull out my phone, pressing the home button, but it wouldn't turn on.
"Damn it. Dead." I said to myself. I stand and try to search for a place I could call in the darkness with the rain pouring down. I turn and spot a telephone booth. I sigh and made my way over. Once I step in the booth, shutting the door, I release a deep breath, sliding down a bit on the glass sides. 'I can't believe Cole would do that. How could he just waltz in there and say I'm still his, like I'm an object?' I thought to myself. I stood up straight, grabbing the phone off of the rack, before reaching into my clutch, pulling out some coins. I slide them into the slot, dialling some numbers. It rang a few times, before the voicemail came up.
"Hi! It's Amelia! Unfortunately, I couldn't make it to the phone right now. So leave your name and number after the beep and I'll get back to you as soon as possible!" The voice spoke, followed by a long beep.
"Hey, Amy. Please answer your phone! Some things went down at the restaurant. You will never believe who was there! Anyways, I'm in a phone booth down the street from the restaurant. Can you come pick me up? My phone died. I hope you hear this soon." I spoke. "Please hurry!" I begged, before hanging up the phone. I sigh, leaning back against the glass and putting my hand on my forehead, sniffing. A knock on the door caused me to jump. I open the door to see a drenched Michael. "Michael! Oh my god, I'm so sorry that happened!" I said, pulling him into the booth, shutting the door behind him.
"It's alright. Are you okay?" He asked, pulling me into a hug. I wrap my arms around his neck, nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck.
"I'm fine, Michael." I mumbled. "Im so sorry about Cole. That was why I broke up with him."
"Shh. It's okay, as long as I still have you,I don't mind any of it." He spoke soothingly, trying to calm me down. His hand on the back of my head, the other around my waist. "Even when the night changes, it will never change me and you." He whispered into my hair. I pulled back, looking into his green eyes that were staring back into my brown eyes. He smirked slightly, before leaning down and pressing his lips to mine, causing my heart to flutter and my stomach to erupt with butterflies. Our mouthed moved in sync, my fingers sliding through his wet hair. The kiss became more rough and heated. His tongue then swept across my bottom lip, begging for entrance. I opened my mouth, allowing his tongue to roam my mouth. His hips pushed me against the glass, causing me to gasp. I moaned as his hands ran down my back, stopping at my butt. I put one hand up against the glass, it sliding down right away from the condensation. He finally pulled back, allowing me to catch my breath. "Wow." He breathed. His hands then let go of me and dropped to his sides. "Sorry." He spoke, looking down. I put my thumb and forefinger under his chin, before pressing my lips to his. His arms then wrapped around my waist again. The kiss lasted for a couple seconds, before I pulled away.
"Don't be. I quite enjoyed it." I giggled. He pecked my lips once more, before grabbing my hand and opening the door.
"Let's get out of here." He spoke, nudging his head towards the street. I nod, before he counted down. "3...2...1... Go!" He said, before we both started running through the wet streets, he's pulling me along so I could keep up, but it's hard to run his speed in heels. "Wait!" He suddenly stopped, causing me to almost loose my balance, but he pulled me back so I stayed up. "I've always wanted to do this with a girl!" He said, before cupping my face and kissing me with passion. I wrapped my arms around his neck. His arms slid down and wrapped around my waist, before lifting me up and spinning me, our lips still connected. I pulled back, but he still had me in the air, spinning. I look up at the sky and close my eyes, feeling the rain drops hit my face. He put me down and smiled. "There's one thing I can cross off of my bucket list." He spoke, causing me to giggle. He grabbed my hand once again, leading me down the sidewalk. He then started skipping, causing me to jog by his side. We made our way to his car, now both of us skipping down the sidewalk, as the night progressed. Those words repeated in my head that he told me. 'Even when the night changes, it will never change me and you.'
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