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Chapter 22 - Barefoot and alone

Violet, Lori and I boarded the plane and sat down in our seats. We had better seats this time because we had planned in advance. We all got to sit together and I sat in the window seat. I looked out across the runway, I could see into the airport and I could see the guys and Sam watching our plane.

It really sucked that we had to leave. And I wish we didn’t have to.

Actually if I’m wishing for things, I wish that they were coming with us and Luke wasn’t forced to be with Emily.

I still hadn’t told anybody about what happened last night and I didn’t plan to.

We were all silent as the plane took off. Nobody wanted to talk.

It was great that Calum and Violet were a thing now, but she had to leave him.

And there was hope for Lori and Michael, but she had to leave him behind too.

We were all so happy for Sammie and Ashton though. They were still together, and I knew she was going to love every second of tour because that’s who she was, only we would have to explain to our management why she never got on the plane. And before we left she asked us to film a video for her channel to explain that she won’t be uploading for a very long time because of the tour.

I sat back in my seat while we were in the air and listened to my music loudly.

The last time I was on a plane I was excited to go to LA. To spend time with my best friends, there was no way that I could’ve ever imagined everything that happened, happening.

Luke had a girlfriend.

Lori and Michael.

Calum and Violet.

Meeting Jake.

Never actually filming a collab (oddly enough).

Meeting the fans I met.

Changing myself.

Crying.

Swearing.

Screaming.

Yelling.

Jealousy.

Hatred.

But most of all, the longing of wanting somebody you can’t have.

The flight was too long and I couldn’t wait to get off of it.

When we landed we all grabbed our bags from the overhead lockers and walked off of the plane and to baggage claim where we grabbed all of our suitcases, plus Sam’s, and walked out of the arrivals door.

I hoped maybe somebody would be waiting for us, not that I knew anybody who would, the only people I really cared about were back in LA or here with me already.

When we landed it was lunchtime and we were far too tired.

We got into the car parked out front for us and drove back to our house.

It was oddly normal when we got there and I wanted anything BUT to slip back into a normal ‘routine’ as it were. I didn’t want every day to be like the next, I wanted to do something different, but without the guys and Sam, we didn’t have a lot of choice.

We went straight to our rooms and went to sleep when we got back, still not saying a word to one another.

I woke up at around 10pm and I was very awake.

I walked down to the kitchen to make myself some food, but we didn’t have anything other than stuff that had been growing its own stuff before we even left for LA.

I wandered around the house barefoot in sweatpants and a graphic punk Disney jumper.

I remembered the last time I wore it I made a joke about how it was more punk than Michael would ever be. He didn’t speak to me for an hour after that. It was still funny.

My hair was messy from where I had fallen asleep.

I looked around at everything. It had all just been dropped and everyone had run out of the door to get the plane on time, the sofas still had butt prints and you could clearly see where people had been sitting.

Beds were unmade and Sam had left our bedroom doors open, where she had been running around, grabbing our stuff.

I turned on the TV and collapsed onto the sofa. I was flicking through channels mindlessly, thinking about what I was supposed to do with my life now.

Then I smelt something.

Something very familiar.

I sniffed the air like a dog, before realising what it was.

Luke.

What, are you some sort of dog now? You absolute idiot why do you give a shit about him. He’s gone. Stop recognising his scent you freak I thought to myself.

What was I doing? I felt so alone.

All I had was two of my seven best friends. I walked into Violets room to see she was awake and on her phone.

“Hey” I smiled, she looked over at me and smiled back,

“Hi”

I walked over to her bed and climbed on top of the huge, messy sheets.

It was one of those beds you thought you could get lost in. I lay next to her and put my arm over her. She held me back and we just lay for a very long time like that. We were both thinking about the guys, and I knew it.

I heard somebody at the door, I looked over to see Lori and she came over and lay between us. We all hugged each other for a while.

There may have been 3 of us but we felt so alone.

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A/N - I'm feeling a double upload tonight. Anyone else?

I've been getting really distracted by my vine recently, i'm trying to win a competition for co-ownership of another account and i thought i had it in the bag because there were only, like, 2 other entries and they weren't 5SOS related. It all gets announced today and when i checked the tag this morning TEN MORE EDITS HAD BEEN UPLOADED TO THE TAG AND THEY WERE INSANE.

So now i'm kind of upset because my edits suck and i'm just ugh

If you want to follow my vine it's '5 Seconds of Ninja Turtles' (really creative, round of applause for me - jk, i suck - )

Anyway, thanks for reading, I'll let you know about the contest if i find out in my next update, tonight (It'll be in a couple of hours if you're interested)

peace

-angrysos