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I just wanna say, Luke is #2FAB4ME
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Luke's P.o.v.
"It's Marie." Is all I heard, before my world collapsed.

I fell onto the couch, and just sat there, with blank eyes, a blank face, a blank life.

I don't know what to do anymore. I feel like I have died. Like part of me has died. All of the good parts have died. The ones she made me feel. All that's left is my body.

"Is...is she gone?" I whisper. I can't find anymore of a voice than that.

"Um.." Michael hesitates. "In-in a sense.."

"Michael. What happened!?" I raise my voice, standing up from the couch.

Michael backs up a few steps, and I quickly close up the space. Ashton walked up behind me, and grabbed my arms, preventing me from doing something I might regret.

Even with my arms pinned behind my back, Michael still backed up into the wall.

"Luke. Calm down. Please." Michael begs.

Ashton backs up, so he is pinned on between me and the wall.

Michael takes out his phone, and taps on it. He slowly lowers himself to the ground, to gently place his phone down. He slides the phone on the ground, to me.

Meanwhile, you hear Marie's intro. Her chipper voice, the smile on her face.

The phone hits my shoe, and luckily it faces me.

I stand there silently watching the video, trying to make sense of the words. Then, it all connects.

"You don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone.

This is the last straw don't wanna hurt anymore,

And you can tell me that you're sorry, but I don't believe you baby, like I did before,

You're not sorry."

I froze. Right then and there. I don't remember watching the rest of her singing. I don't remember Ashton trying to talk to me. I don't remember anything, but hitting the floor.

I curl into a ball, on my knees, with my head pressed against the floor. My cheeks are pressed against my knees, and my hands are in my hair; my knuckles turning white from gripping my hair so hard. My arms have blocked out any source of light.

I must have been laying there like that for a while, because the boys all went to bed, and I could sense the nighttime creeping in on me.

I'm not hungry. I don't need to piss. I don't need air anymore. I need her.

Eventually, morning came, and I didn't sleep. They guys all came and sat by me.

I finally moved. After 15 hours, I finally move. I unclasp my hair, and slowly sit against the wall and pull my knees up to my chest. That's when I finally break. I bust into tears and start wailing. I kicked Michael phone that still laid in front of me, and it shot over to the other side of the room.

"It was Annah. I fucking knew it! I knew that fucking bitch would try to break us up!! I even told her that Annah would try! I knew I still should have rejected her! She's not a fucking fan! I'm so stupid! She's never fucking believe me! I screwed up! Marie will never want to see me again. I'll never be happy again. I don't want to live without her! I'm nothing without Marie! I love her. I love her, I love her, I love her. I need her. I want to wrap my arms around her, and tell her how much I'm a fucking screw up, but that I love her and need her to be happy, and warm. There's no reason to live without her!" I shout, still wailing.

That's when Calum gets a sly smile on his face.

"What?" Ashton asks him.

He just shook his head, and walked over to his phone, that I now noticed was sitting straight up and down, pointed at me.

Little did I know before, something major just happened with his phone.
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Oh mah lard!! The feels!!