The Boy Next Door

Oh God, I hated him. Luke Hemmings. He thought he could sing, he always messed with me. We were basically enemies to say the least.

It didn't help when he introduced his weirdo friends into the scene. Oh gosh, I still remember some of the stunts they tried to pull.

Ash made it better. He was probably my only friend, and he understood me. He slayed the drums, and he may or may not have given me butterflies. Like all the time.

Unfortunately, someone else gave me butterflies. I hated it, but I was faced with a decision. One that would literally tear me apart.