The Concert || Luke Hemmings

4 What happens next?

Shit. What the fuck did I just do? I just lost the best thing that ever happened to me. No, shut up he deserved it. He cheated on you. The other boys took him away, I don't know where but they drove off with him.

It's just me now. A house all to myself. A bed all to myself. I've been lying on the bed for over an hour now still trying to figure out what just happened. I need to take my mind off of it, forget about it. Forget the shit he just put me through.

I grab my phone out my pocket, forgetting my lock screen was a photo of him. I go on Twitter to try to distract myself. Oh for god sake how have the fans found out already? And of course the hate has already started. According to them it was me that cheated. How can they say that when they've seen that photo?! I want to tell them the truth and reply to them all but it would only cause more drama.

I go on Luke's profile, I'm interested to see if he's tweeted anything. "TAKING EVERY BREATH AWAY, WITH ALL THE MISTAKES I MADE" wow what a meaningful tweet. You're own song lyrics. Is that really supposed to help you to feel better or something? Well I may as well try be a bit more productive. I'll get back to cleaning.

I walk into the bathroom and remember that I never cleaned up. I grab everything that fell out the bag and shove it back in. I pick up the condom wrapper and drop it into the bag. Here come the tears again. Why is it so hard to get over someone? Especially if they've done something like that. I should just be able to break up with him and move straight on with my life but that doesn't seem to be happening.

I take the bag outside and put it in the trash. When I turn around to head back inside I take a look at the house. I think of all the amazing memories we ever made in there. Our first kiss. The first time he introduced me to the rest of the band. Our first time... In bed. He was my first, I don't think I was his though. I'm crying again. It was actually the bands house to begin with and I'm not entirely sure how I ended up in it and how it became just me and Luke in it.

When I say his name, it should make me fill with anger but instead it gives me a sense of comfort. No, I can't say that! He cheated on me, I need to forget him and move on. I'll carry on cleaning for now.

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What should I do next? I've done all the cleaning. Wait a minute... All of Luke's stuff is still here. I'm going to have to sort everything out and give it to him. I wonder where he is - who he's going to stay with now. He'll probably stay with one of the other boys for a while until he finds his own place. I wonder how they're taking all of this? We were all really close. No doubt they're on his side and will probably never want to talk to me again.

I must've fallen asleep on the couch. I look at the clock and it's 11am. Shit! I head upstairs to go for a shower and just as I open the bedroom door, there's a knock at the front door. I quickly put my hair up in a messy bun and rush downstairs to open the door. Its Michael, Calum and Ashton.

"If you're here for Luke's stuff, I haven't sorted it yet so you can either come back later or get it yourself."

"Actually we just wanted to talk." Replied Michael. I stared at them before inviting them inside to sit in the lounge.

"So has he sent you to try to apologise to me or something because-"

"No actually. He's been in a really bad way and we thought he needed some time on his own so we thought we'd some say hi to you. We've seen all the stuff on Twitter too saying it was your fault and we wanted you to know that we know none of this was your fault." Calum said.

"And we also wanted to say that we understand what your going through and we still want to talk to you because you're like a sister to us now." Ashton added.

"Thank you so much, I don't know what I'd do without the four of you... I mean three..." I burst out into tears again and they all start trying to comfort me and telling me how everything's going to be okay. I don't know whether to believe them or not.