Luke_is_a_penguin:
Who's all coming to the concert tonight?! #ROWYSOBurgettstown
I click on Luke's most recent tweet, which was 4 hours ago. He hasn't messaged me back after our last conversation. Why did he act like that? He didn't do anything wrong.
CalPal:
This is probably so annoying, but what happened? Why are you acting weird? It's alright if you're gay. I am too.
I wait a few minutes, but don't get a reply. Maybe he's busy. Probably. I mean he is on tour.
CalPal:
Times like these make me want to have friends.
After tweeting I sigh and lay down on my lumpy bed. I look at my ceiling and stare at the large crack in the corner. I don't actually know what it's from. It's been there since I moved into this room.
Just before I dose off a ding from my laptop snaps my eyes open. I grab the run down technology and open the lid. The Twitter website is already pulled up, and my eyes land on the blue message button with a small 1 next to it.
Luke_is_a_penguin:
I can't talk to for the rest of the week, maybe longer. I have a lot going on with my new album and tour. Goodbye.
I sigh and start to type.
CalPal:
I understand. Bye.
With that I lay down and, finally, drift into a restless sleep. The whole night I just toss and turn.
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Hii. This was supposed to be updated yesterday, but I'm a lazy piece of shît.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WITH MICHAEL CLIFFORD ON TOP GO READ THE NOTE BEFORE THIS CHAPTER.
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Fame & Forgotten::Cake Hoodings
FanfictionLuke_is_a_penguin: I saw your tweets. I hope all is well. I'm here for you. xx CalPal: ASDFGHJKL LUEK or where Luke is a famous pop singer and Calum is a fan of Luke, but has some issues with his life.
