*SUSAN'S POV*
I take the taxi back to the hotel. The boys are supposed to be on the soundcheck for tonight's concert.
I arrive to the hotel, go straight to the room. It's empty. Thank God. I pack all of my stuff, check my passport and plane ticket and leave the room.
I take the same taxi to the airport. I can't wait to be back in Australia, but first, I have to survive this 12-hour flight. I hate flying so much. I enter the hall at the airport, check the board with flights and go to check-in. When it's my turn, I show my passport to the airport employee and she is looking for my name in the computer and then she looks at me, "I'm sorry Miss Miller, but it looks like your reservation was cancelled." What? What the hell is she talking about? "No, it has to be a mistake" I tell her, "I didn't cancel my reservation." She tries to be patient with me, "yeah, that's possible, but maybe someone close to you, like your parents, siblings or maybe your boyfriend..." she tries to explain me. Luke, that asshole. I'm pretty sure it was him. "Okay, thank you" I say, take my suitcase and leave. How could he do something like this? And the most important question, why would he do that? Yeah, he said he loves me, but I thought he's giving me the space to make my own decision.
I take another taxi, and ask the driver to take me to the venue. They should be there.
After about 30 minutes the taxi stop at the venue. I'm walking down the hall and think about what I'm going to tell Luke. Suddenly I bump into someone. After few seconds I realize it's Luke. I didn't even notice him.
When he spots me, he looks surprised. He obviously wasn't expecting me here. "What are you doing here?" he asked surprisingly. "Well, someone cancelled my flight ticket, so I couldn't fly back home" I tell him and he tries to look innocent. So it was his fault. "Please, don't be mad. We didn't know where you are and we were worried. I just woke up and you weren't there. I was just scared." he says. "I guess you don't remember..." he cuts me off, "remember what? Damn it. I did something, didn't I?" I take a deep breath. "Yeah, you tried to forced me to have sex with you." I say. He runs his hand through his hair, which makes him really sexy, but this is not a reason to forgive him. "Damn it" he mumbled, "I'm so sorry. I really am. I'm such an idiot." he says and lean against the wall and skin down to the floor. He put his head into his hands. "I'm an asshole, I don't deserve you. How could I ever think you would want me?" he says quietly into his hands. I kneel down next to him and put my hand at his back. "You're not an asshole" I say and think what to say next, "you just can't control yourself, that's all."

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Didn't Mean to Fall in Love
FanfictionWhat will happen when you are going to visit your famous best friend on his band's tour? You never know. You can be happy, disappointed or maybe you will fall in love.