Skybreak [not to be continued]

XVII

The brief conversation that I had with Luke was still stuck in my head, even after several days. I couldn't bring myself to forget it, and it was nagging in the back of my head. Why had he been acting so strange?

I had been carefully avoiding any conversation with Ashton and Michael, after our last encounter when they had been exceptionally rude. However, I was still really confused over what had happened. My phone had been repaired after I smashed it by throwing it at a wall, but still there was no response to my text messages.

I was having a day in with Alaska, but as she was busy studying for her degree so I was sat on my own in the kitchen. I had a can of coke in one hand, and my other rested on the mouse as I clicked around the screen adding notes to my newly created score. Even if the other boys wouldn't talk to me, I still planned to write some of my own music. My headphones were on, and I'd plugged my guitar into my laptop so I was able to play into it, and it would write it into the score. Emotions were fuelling me to write lyrics, and even though I had never written a song before, it didn't seem too hard.

"I watched the stars. They shone clear in the dark night sky.

You sat alone, in your room in the darkened light."

The words flowed naturally from my fingertips, my guitar rendered temporarily useless by my side as the rhythmic tapping of the keyboard over took the music production. The computer software was near genius, allowing me to write music as I would for an exam, except adding vocal lines and lyrics to the score.

"I saw the stars, you saw the sun

I found a light, in my heart - it's just begun. It's just begun."

The tune was simple, and without realising it, I had begun to weave my emotions and story into it. I was giving up on the boys. I had tried, but they didn't want to talk to me - and I no longer knew what to do, so I was carrying on without them. Whatever I had done, they needed to talk to me about; the whole thing was probably a misunderstanding. What upset me was the fact they couldn't even talk to me about it. So, I was trying to put my newly found skills into this song I was writing.

"To shine. I will shine, break a bottle and I'll fight through the night."

I was moving on, I didn't need this band when I could survive on my own. Besides, the less ties I had to cut before my return, the better. I didn't want to have to say goodbye to so many people, hence the fact my sociality here had been minimal outside of Alaska and the band. As long as I had myself, music and my guitar I would be okay: tomorrow would be a new start and I didn't need them anymore.

~

I awoke early and grabbed my guitar, and the music to the new song which I had written yesterday, titled 'All Fall Down'. My guitar lay at the end of my bed, out of its case due to my late night playing. My wrists ached from the amount of typing I had done, and my fingertips from the playing that I had been doing until the early hours of the morning. My eyelids were heavy, and drooped as I ate breakfast quickly to try and boost my energy levels. Even though coke was the worst thing to drink for breakfast, my body needed caffeine fast and so I was drinking it in order to get some life into me.

Before the clock had struck nine, I was out of the door and on my way to the tube station where I would be performing my new song for the first time. I was staying at my usual busking spot so that my usual audience would be the first to hear it. I was excited to perform it, but I planned to mix it in with some of my favourite songs.

The usual crowds of people waiting for the tube to take them to work struck up quiet conversations in a small circle around me as I set up my guitar. Starting off with a gentle swaying tune, seeing as it was before 8 o'clock in the morning, I strummed the introduction to Ho Hey by the Lumineers. It was a short, but cute song and it seemed an okay choice to start off the morning with.

"I belong with you, you belong with me. You're my sweetheart."

As the rush hour hit, more people joined the crowd as I cleared my throat while tuning my guitar, and announced that I would be performing my new song, the one that I had only just written and looked up at the awaiting eyes.

"I wrote it yesterday," I stumbled over the words. "Something happened, and I don't quite know what, but if you're out there, this is for you." I vaguely mentioned it being for the 5 Seconds of Summer boys, as I now knew their band was called, but if thy didn't here it then it would be the end of the world.

"Hurricanes can spin but they can can't touch me.
Wind and rain can fight but they'll never tear me down.
You're in your picture perfect black and white town.

I will shine
Break the bottle and I'll fight through the night
Count the stars, Ill never know where you are
Or where I am
I will stand till we all fall down."

My voice drifted off as I sung the final line. "Keep on standing till we all fall down."