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Sobbing quietly, I shut my eyes tightly as the sound of Alex Gaskarth’s smooth voice tumbled through my earbuds and into my ears. His voice soothed the pain slightly, but nothing could take it away.

Give me therapy, I’m a walking travesty; but I’m smiling at everything.

The lyrics hung thick in the night air around me. I had never heard something so true. Glancing at the small, silver blade in my left hand, I saw a path of release. A path of freedom. As Alex’s voice began to quieten in my ears, I lifted the blade and twisted it around so I was holding the blunt end. Just as I was about to drag it across my right wrist, Therapy ended and I was left suffocated in the quietness of 4AM, where my whole family were asleep.

I hate quietness. It’s just a sick reminder that I’m still here, alone. Music fills in the quietness. Music blocks out the noise of my parents fighting during the day and it blocks out the quietness of the lonely nights. It’s the greatest escape.

I waited for the next track on the 8tracks playlist I was listening to before I continued. As I heard an acoustic guitar beginning to play, I wiped my tears off my sleeves and placed the cool metal down on my wrist.

For a while we pretended that we never had to end it, but we knew we’d have to say goodbye.

Instantly I stopped in my tracks. I developed an erratic fit of butterflies in my stomach and I drew my eyebrows together slowly, lowering my blade bearing hand.

You were crying at the airport when they finally closed the plane door, I could barely hold it all inside.

I felt my heart well in my chest and I grabbed my phone, unlocking it swiftly so I could see the name of the song.

5 Seconds Of Summer – Wherever You Are

Unknown to myself, I felt the tears drying up and stop falling completely. I laid my head back on my pillow and just listened to the song. There was definitely two singers because I could differentiate between their voices. The first singer however, did something to me. He changed something in the pit of my stomach… He took away the pain.

Opening the iTube app on my phone, I typed in the name of the song and quickly downloaded the first video that popped up. Because no other music app would play while I was downloading the video, I was once again engulfed in silence but this time, it felt different. I felt as though it wasn’t suffocating me. That it was just… Silent.

Once the video had finished downloading, I clicked into it instantly.

A young, floppy haired boy appeared on the screen and I grimaced. He adjusted himself for a moment before the screen faded to black and a new shot appeared, this time a group of four boys slightly older looking than me appeared. One in the middle began to strum the guitar and I recognised the tune instantly. After it zoomed in on the guitar and flipped scenes a couple of times, the guitar player began to sing. Embarrassingly, I felt my heart flutter in my chest as I watched him. The wholeness of his voice filled me with a warmth that I had never experienced before. For once in my life, I felt vulnerable for all the right reasons.

Exiting out of the app, I quickly googled the band members. There was a Calum, an Ashton, a Luke and a Michael. Googling each one individually, I searched for the first singer but I did not successfully find him until I searched Luke.

Luke Hemmings.

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That's the prologue. I hope you guys are going to like this story because I really love writing it. I'll start posting it during the summer because my exams are going to be starting soon. Thank you for reading, I hope you liked it!

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