Find You ~~Luke Hemmings~~

chapter 1

"I'll show you on my laptop when we get home, don't worry. I don't think they have records of our band."

"That would be great."

"Oh, by the way. You can always call me Karen, and this man behind the wheel, is my husband, Daryl."

"Nice to meet the both of you. Very nice actually, concidering the situation."

She smiled, turning her gaze to the road again. It didn't take long before they got onto the drive way of a nice looking house. They all got out, and let me go inside first.

"Mikey, can you give her some sweatpants and a sweater? She'll get sick if she keeps walking around in those soaked clothes."

He just nodded in response, and gestured me to follow him. We walked up the stairs, to a black door. The only black door, i can inform you. The rest was as white as can be.

"Okay, so this is my room."

He opened the door, revealing dark green walls, filled with posters of what i thought were bands. I saw names like Greenday, nirvana. I never heard of them. The disadvantages of not having internet. I never even had the opportunity or privelege to listen to music. We walked in, and he went through his closet, throwing a groan out.

"I barely have sweatpants, i mostly wear ripped black skinny jeans. But i bet have one somewhere here... Told you!"

He threw a pair of black sweats at me, and a cosy hoodie.

"Okay, so that door over there leads to my bathroom. You can change there if you want, and just throw your old clothing into my tub. My mom will pick them up later."

"Alright," I headed towards the door, but right before i twisted the doorknob, i turned around, throwing Michael a sympathic smile."Thank you for everything."

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Now that is some memory, isn't it? It has now been about a month or two, and i've been living with the Clifford family ever since. About a week or two ago, they walked to the court, demanding full custody over me. It had been a struggle, but they're now making the arrangements. Very soon, Karen and Deryl would become my actual parents. And Mikey my actual brother. But it already feels like he is, he's truly amazing. I've actually grown to like the music of his band, but never had had the chance to meet them... yet. He said it would happen any time now, and that if his parents agreed, he would take me along on his tour. As he said, he couldn't miss me.

"Moon?"

My brow raised, as i heard the familiar call of Karen comming out of the kitchen."Yes?"

"Dinner's ready!"

My legs swinged over the edge of my couch in my room, and i went upstairs. Yeah yeah, upstairs. They had completely renovated their basement, and turned it into a huge room. My room. Like that room of Augustus Waters in the fault in our stars. But... more my style i guess. Karen smiled as i walked in, and i sat down on my usual seat by the dinner table.

"So, Moon," Daryl sat down in the seat across from me, and grinned."We have a little update about the whole custody situation."

My eyes grew in hope, as also karen joined us at the table.

"You've got to tell me!"

Karen smiled, grabbing her husband's hand."We won. You're officially our daughter."

"And officially my sister."

My gaze turned to the opening of the door, seeing Michael standing there with a suitcase in his hand.

"Atlast, after being gone for a month and a half, the lost son has returned!"

He laughed, opening his arms."C'mere you."

Basicly jumping off my seat, i ran into Michael's arms.

"It's been so long! It kind of sucks we only got to talk over skype."

He nodded, still leaning on my shoulder with that big head of his."Yeah! But i'm not staying for long though. literally, i only get to spend the night before i need to catch a plain back... And so do you."

I frowned, as i looked up."Are you saying...-"

"Yeah, i'm so smugling you with me."

My hands clapped in exitement, and i laughed."That's so awesome!"

He smiled, nodding."The guys can't wait to meet you. And don't kill me for this, but i kind of told Ashton he's your favorite."

A frown came upon my face, as i looked at him."I never said he was my favorite."

"Then how come u always only ask how he's doing...?"

"Because he's cute...?"

He laughed, nodding."Exactly what i meant. He thought it was cute though."

My hand patted over his wild hairs, as i grinned."Don't worry, Mikey. You're my fave too."

Michael hugged me from the side, looking down at me."I better am. or i wouldn't take you with me."

"You couldn't miss me."

"True."

We both joined our parents at the table, and enjoyed her selfmade pasta. She was a crazy good cook, i've got to admit that.  Michael told us about all his experiences of the tour untill now, and it sounded so amazing. All those amazing memories he would think about later, looking back on his career.

"Moon? Can i help you pack?"

Michael raised a brow at me, giving the clue he wanted to talk.

"Umhh, sure."

He walked to my room with me, and he sat down in my couch.

"Hey, i thought you were helping me pack?"

"Oh, i am. I'm the supervisor."

"I already had the feeling you would say that."

He grinned, as i grabbed a suitcase from my closet.

"For how long are we going?"

"2 months, so pack enough."

"So why are you down here?"

"I need to warn you for something... I showed the boys a pic of you. They all said you were hot. So be prepared for flirtation marathons."

A smile creeped up my face, and i giggled, looking down."They should be too."

Michael raised hs brow playfully, looking at me."What was that?"

"Nothing. Completely and utterly nothing."