Dream•er

I'll Get By(As Long As I Have You) By Billie Holiday

So I took your hand
Back through lamp-lit streets and knew
Everything led back to you

So can you see the stars over Amsterdam?
Hear the song my heart is beating to

So open your eyes and see
The way our horizons meet
And all of the lights will lead
Into the night with me
And I know these scars will bleed
But both of our hearts believe
All of these stars will guide us home

And oh
And oh
And oh whoa
I can see the stars from America

"Hi" someone said I turned around and saw......

Edited 2/5/2015

Star's POV

I turned around and saw.... Luke
"What do you want?" I asked in a whisper
"I want my baby sister back I didn't mean what I said you know"
I didn't say anything else I just nodded
"How about you sing on the consent toning? We can sing American Idiot?!
"Yeah" I said and smiled

---at the concert---

"Okay guys we have a little surprise for you" Calum said
"We are gonna sing American idiot BUT whit the help of the one the only STAR HEMMINGS" Ashton cheered
I walked up on stage and smiled and then the Ashton began to drum...

(Star, 5sos)

Don't wanna be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation under the new mania
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind fuck America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

Well maybe I'm the faggot America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along to the age of paranoia.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

Don't want to be an American idiot.
One nation controlled by the media.
Information age of hysteria.
It's calling out to idiot America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

When I was done the audience began to clap and I walked of the stage. I walked in to the dressing room I went on Twitter and there were a lot of mentions that said
"Slut you're just using Luke for fame"

"Stay away from Luke"

"Fat ass ugly whore"

"Just go die already"

When I looked at the hashtag the number one said #5sosfamewantsstardead
I couldn't take it I grabbed my blade....
"I haven't cut for 1 month but I can't take it" I cut 5 cuts on each arm

"Fat"

"Slut"

"Go die"

"Bitch"

"Ugly"

But when I did the last cut I started to feel dizzy and then I blacked out.....

Luke's POV