Ali's POV
"Hurry up, we're going to be late!" Beth says inside of her van.
"You know, it would help if you weren't a fan of them." I say entering.
"I still can't believe you had a thing with the Luke Hemmings!" she squeals. "I mean, it explains so much!"
"You didn't tell them anything about your life in Sydney." Skylar laughs.
"You are so different now." Beth says starting to drive.
"That's a good thing." I say. Beth shrugs and plugs in her phone into the speaker and of course she starts to play 5 Seconds of Summer. Beth, Skylar, Jessie, and even Andy begin to sing along.
"Oh god, turn it off please!" I yell over the music.
"Shut up, Ali! You're going to hear them sing today so might as well get used to it." Beth yells back. I just huff and slouch down in my chair.
The drive was long so I got to hear a lot of their songs. They sounded different, but they're still good. I feel my heart jump once I hear a specific song come on. The same song they played for me when I first heard them.
"You call me up! It's like a broken record, saying that your heart hurts!" they all sing along. I sit a little straighter at the sound of it. I start to recreate that day in my head. I remember it just like it was yesterday. Right down to me and Isabelle's conversation, to the sodas we drank.
"We're here!" Beth says turning off the music. I snap out of my thoughts when she turns it off. I shook it off and followed them to the current building we were standing in front of.
"Hey girls!" Ashton says at the front door.
"Hey, Ash." I say giving him a quick hug.
"So, you want to come in?" Ashton asks.
"Lead the way good sir." Skylar says causing all of us let out a little laugh.
He leads us through the building and into a studio. It was a typical studio, bigger than the one I had my interview in, though.
"You didn't tell me that your company included five girls." A man says sitting by the sound board says.
"Don't worry, they won't be loud or anything." Ashton says. "They'll just be sitting down here."
Ashton points to a large sofa set in the corner. We all head over to it and sit down. In the recording room, Michael, Calum, and Luke were already settled. Michael and Calum were standing up with their guitar and bass at hand. Ashton sat at his drums and Luke stood in the middle of Michael and Calum
"Ready when you guys are." The man says.
"I drove by all the places we use to hang out getting wasted." Calum begins to sing. I glance my eyes over to Luke to see that he's already looking at me. I expected him to look away, but he didn't. I'm surprised that I wasn't looking away either. I start to feel my hands dampen out of my nerves, but I don't pay attention to it because all of my attention is on Luke, and only Luke.
"I remember the day you told me you were leaving. I remember the make up running down your face. And the dreams you left behind, you didn't need them. Like every wish we ever made. I wish I could wake up with Amnesia. And forget about all the stupid little things. Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you. And the memories I can't escape." Luke sings never taking his eyes off me.
I couldn't help but feel that he was singing to me. I felt my heart stop beating and then start beating again really fast. My hands were dampened and I felt my eyes blur from tears forming. It looked like he was feeling the same way. I noticed everything about him in that moment. How he put both hands on the microphone and the way he stood. I noticed how his eyes were glossed and I even noticed his chest rising from deep breathing.
"If today I woke up with you right beside me, like all of this was just some twisted dream. I'd hold you closer than I ever did before. And you'd never slip away. And you'd never hear me say." He sings with great passion. And I couldn't help but let a few tears go. I feel so much going on inside of me and I couldn't piece it together. I felt like I couldn't breathe and my chest was tightening and I don't understand why. All I know is that it hurts, it hurts more than falling down the stairs thousands of times.
"Tell me this is just a dream, cause I'm really not fine at all." Luke finishes.
"Ali, are you okay?" Skylar asks.
I feel more tears come down and I did the only thing I could do. The only thing I've been doing my whole life. I ran away. I ran out of the room and outside of the building. I take deep breathes but I still feel like I'm not breathing and it makes my chest tighten even tighter. My tears became uncontrollable and I just let all of them come down.
"Ali!" I hear someone call to me. I turn around to see the person I didn't want to see at all right now.
"Go away, Luke." I muttered.
"I don't want to go away. I want to stay right here." He says walking closer to me.
"God, what do you want?" I yell at him fully turning around to look at him which causes him to stop walking.
"I want to talk." He says.
"Fine, let's talk." I say.
"I want you to know, that that song was for you." He says
"Oh really? I couldn't tell." I say sarcastically.
"Ali, this year has been shit for me. I tried pushing the memories of you away, but now here you are again and everything came back to me." He says. "I missed you so much, and I thought about you every day, but Ali, I didn't even know if you were thinking of me too."
"Well I did you little shit!" I admit feeling my eyes fill with tears again. "I missed you too you fucking dumbass." I say just loud enough for him to hear. "And I knew that I was going to miss you for my entire life the day I left you."
"Why did you leave?" he asks taking short steps closer to me.
"I couldn't stay." I say feeling a few tears escape from my eyes. I turn around again and begin to walk off. I don't know exactly where I was going, but I know that I don't want to be here.
"Ali, please stop walking away." He says following me. "Ali, stop." I just ignore him and keep walking.
"Why do you keep running away?" he yells causing me stop. I start to feel everything I ever felt build up in me, the emotions I hid, the feeling of my bones breaking, and the thoughts that filled my head. They all hit me hard inside and I began to cry like the little weak girl I was a year ago.
I turn around and walk quickly to him. I stand there for a second just staring at him. He stares back at me with his stupid deep blue eyes. The next thing I know I slap him across the face. He stood there in shock holding his cheek in pain. I start to cry again and I begin to hit his chest repeatedly with my tiny fists.
"If you had a step dad who abused you for fucking years and then killed your mom you would runway too! You would run away from everything and you wouldn't let anyone come close enough to hurt you!" I yell at him with my tears uncontrollably running down my face.
I stop hitting him and stood there trying to put myself back together and stop crying. To my surprise, Luke took me into his arms, and let me cry into his chest. I couldn't hear myself think and I felt numb. But I felt a weight come off of my chest.
Luke stroke my hair, which surprisingly calmed me down. I liked the feeling of being close to him. It felt right to be in his arms. I wanted to stay like this for as long as I could. It's weird, really. How a girl like me, is hugging some famous guy that everyone knows.
"Um, thanks." I say pulling away from him and wiping under my eyes with my sleeves.
"You know, you still look as adorable as you did a year ago?" he says.
"Oh, shut up." I laugh. Before he could say something else my phone starts to ring. I scrunched my eyebrows together in confusion and take out my phone. I look at the caller ID and see that it was an unknown number. I decide to pick it up anyways.
"Hello?" I say into my phone.
"Ali, great news. You're in." Mr. Sanders says through my phone.