Andy and Rye are dating. The band exists, but can it break up after Rye and Andy get in a horrible car accident and Andy loses his memory? Will he remember the love of his life? Or will his memory be lost forever?

I never imagined that something like this would happen to us, that after so much time together we would finish as we finished. I never imagined my feelings or imagined his feelings, everything was suddenly and too fast but I guess that's the way life is and that's how it has to be. What are we? What have we been? and what will we be? nobody knows and maybe nobody ever knows. But everything that we are going through is for a reason and I don't mind not knowing the answer to all those questions.

Rye and Andy are in the band, they broke up after being together for two years. Andy was openly gay and wanted everyone to know that him and Rye were together, unlike Rye who was never comfortable with that. Rye started dating a girl named Sophie. Mikey is with a girl named Charlotte. The other boys, Andy, Brook and Jack are single, for now. An old friend appears after a long time of not seeing him. His name is Oliver.

"Jack Richard Daniel Duff. Dear Jack, Congratulations, Dean Timothy Hands and the admission committee members join me in the most rewarding part of my job - informing you that you were selected for admission to the Winchester College... " My mother keeps talking but all I want to do is get out of here and not come back. She continues but the only thing I hear coming out of her mouth are words without meaning until I can't hear them anymore. "Well?" She asks after at least five seconds of silence. "It sucks" I lean on the sofa without looking at her. "Jack!" She scolds me with "her stern voice." I look at her and I can see her growing anger. "You know I don't want to go, mom" "It's the deal, Jack" "I know" is the only thing I say before getting up to go to my room. I don't want to go to a stupid boarding school, I hate that things have been the way they were, I hate having made the mistakes I made, I hate myself and I mainly hate my father for forcing me to do something I absolutely don't want to do. Go to a boarding school for men isn't the worst, the worst is that it's a boarding school for preppy men.