Tell me something i don't know {h.s}

are we punk rock yet?

hey! i finally have my internet back! :) more updates now thank you so much for waiting so long.. love you!! -rebecca

-lucys pov-

"so your the famous lucy eh?" michael, as i found out his name, said.

"i suppose.." he nods at me and pulls me closer,

"hey do you wanna stay with me and my 3 friends for a while?" i nod,

"ok lets go!" he grins and drapes his hand on my shoulder and starts walking with him.

we walk a few blocks when we stop in front of a large house.

"ok lets go" we walk inside and i hear the faint rhythm of an african drum and a guitar,

(play the music on the side now)"(I miss you, I miss you)

Hello there, the angel from my nightmare

The shadow in the background of the morgue

The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley

We can live like Jack and Sally if we want

Where you can always find me

We'll have Halloween on Christmas

And in the night we'll wish this never ends

We'll wish this never ends

(I miss you, I miss you)

(I miss you, I miss you)

Where are you and I'm so sorry

I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight

I need somebody and always

This sick strange darkness

Comes creeping on so haunting every time

And as I stared I counted

Webs from all the spiders

Catching things and eating their insides

Like indecision to call you

and hear your voice of treason

Will you come home and stop this pain tonight

Stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me you're already

The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)

Don't waste your time on me you're already

The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)

[x3]

(I miss you, I miss you) [x4]"

i smile as i stand in front of 3 boys singing, they look up and see me.

"er.... hi" the one with the drum says,

"hi" i mumble,

"guys this lucy, " michael smiles,

"hold up, grab the wall, wiggle like you wanna make your ass fall off.. are you the lucy?" the one without an instrument says his eyes widening,

i look down,

"yeah."

he squealed and jumped up and hugged me,

"hey.. what happened.. i saw it on the news."

"three words. i. hate. him" i say

"why?" he pouts,

"he sent nudes to kendall jenner, and he has been sleeping with her." i mumble,

"FUCKING ASS!" he shouts.

i frown,

"oops.. sorry.." he looks down,

"whats your name..?" i smile,

"im calum," he grins

"im luke!" the one with the guitar raises his hand,

"and i isssssssssssssss ashton!" the drummer boy smiled,

i nod and smile sitting down next to luke,

"so.... i guess your staying with us for a while.." ashton says looking down at his phone,

"yeah... how did you know?"

"just got michaels text"

"ah." i nod.

luke and ashton put there instruments away.

"im tired.... have you got anywhere i could sleep?"

"yeah we have a spare room i will lead you there" calum smiles grabbing my hand and pulling me toward a room.

"here ya go!" i smiled,

"thanks" i yawn as he walks away,

i pull back the duvet from the bed and curl up and snuggle in bed,

falling asleep