Day 4- that (Friday) night
Makaylas POV

After we got home we didn't really do much. I watched TV for a good deal and tossed the tennis ball while Murphy chased it 5 feet before bringing it right back again. Eventually I got bored and sent him to bother Luke. They had moved past their differences since the little shoe incident 2 days ago.

Murphy liked Luke because Luke would always give him scraps of food that he was eating. Luke actually turned out to be a dog person. Don't tell him this, but I actually caught him talking to Murphy before I hopped in the shower. And I don't mean the "hey Murphy" or "good boy" type of thing, it was like full on conversation. But better yet, he did his own puppy voice- the voice one uses while talking to animals- while he did so.

I was trying not to giggle as I watched. It was really cute.

I made sure to bring my clothes with me from now on when I took a shower. I'm not rushing another nudity incident. So many awkward things have happened so far, I'm just thankful that Luke didn't bring up any of them yet.

The night got better though. I was in my room, just finishing up braiding my hair for the night. I thought I heard something. It sounded like singing. I initially figured that I left my iPod playing on the stand down stairs. I mean, it sounded really good, and I never really took Luke for a singer, so it couldn't have been him.

I went down stairs. It wasn't my iPod. It was Luke. Well well well, I was right about him having a secret talent. He was in the kitchen, looking through the fridge as he sang a song I was not familiar with.

"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

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 single wish we ever made
I wish that I could wake up with amnesia
And forget about the stupid little things
Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you
And the memories I never can escape

'Cause I'm not fine at all"

I stood in complete awe. His voice was capivating....beautiful really. The song was on point too. I had just heard a part of it, but man was it sad. I'd probably be bawling my eyes out if I heard the whole thing. He turned and caught me, practically staring at him.

He completely froze, a blush peeking up on his cheeks, "did you hear that?"
Oh my goodness, his blush is adorable. It was only on rare occasion that I got to see a flustered Luke. He was such a cutie, I had to admit.

I nodded my head slowly, "uh, yeah. You're really good,"
His blush only deepened, "thanks,"
"You should be in a band or something," I mused aloud.

He let out a small laugh. I tilted my head to the side. Did he think he wasn't good enough to be in a band or something? Cause he is. I'm being totally serious.
"What?" I asked softly
He scratched the back on his neck, "um, well I kind already am,"

A huge smile grew on my face, "you are?"
"I swear I'm not going to tell you anything ever again," he shook his head, thinking that I was teasing him.
'No no no!" I cried running over and shaking his shoulders, "Luke I'm serious! I think you're a really good singer,"
"Oh," he sucked in a breath, "I thought you were being sarcastic,"

"Bro," I poked him, "how come you never told me you're in a band? That's not something you can hide from people!"
"Because no one would understand," he admitted, "you've seen our school"
"What do you mean?" I asked.
He sighed, "everyone there plays a sport, and if you don't then you don't fit in. Everyone thinks the music and art and drama classes are jokes,"
"I guess you're right," I agreed, "I think it's cool though. Who's in your band?"

"Guess," he smiled.
Immediately, the answers came to mind.
"Ashton. Michael, and Calum?" I asked.
He nodded his head. I felt kinda stupid for not realizing it earlier. It seemed obvious to me now. After all, I would always hear them playing music in the hallway. It was always rock. The type of music that inspires the desire to start a band.

"What do you do?" I asked
He laughed, "what do I do?"
"I mean play," I waved off, "what do you play? Unless you don't play an instrument, that's cool too,"
An amused smile met his lips, "guitar,"
"You know I thought to myself the other day 'Luke must have some sort of unseen talent' but then I thought, 'it must be juggling,'" I admitted.

He spluttered laughter at that, "you thought I was a juggler?"
"Maybe," I snickered.
He shook his head, "unfortunately, I cannot juggle. All I do is play guitar,"

I thought for a moment. Then I remembered the guitar in my dad's office. He had bought it intending to learn at some point, but he never did. Nevertheless, it was still played music.

"Wait here," I told him.

I scurried out of the room. I found my dad's guitar on its stand, yet to be touched. I grabbed it probably rougher than I should have, but hey I'm no guitar guru. I didn't know how to properly treat an instrument.
I brought it downstairs to Luke. He groaned.

"I'm not playing a song for you," he declared.
I laughed, "oh c'mon, you can't just say you play guitar ans not show me,"
"Watch me," he smirked starting to saunter out of the room.
"Fine. I'll just have to assume that you just suck at guitar then..." I trailed off.
He stopped in his tracks.

"You know you really suck sometimes," he stated as he turned on his heel and grabbed the guitar from my hands.
"Thanks. So do you, now play," I climbed up on the counter and swung my feet.
"What do you want me to play?" He asked
"That song you were singing, it's really good," I complimented, "what artist was that?"

Once again, his cheeks flushed bright red.
"Luke? Speak dude," I waved my hands after he refused to respond for a moment.
He laughed nervously, "Calum and I wrote that song,"
My hand flew over my mouth, "awhh!"
"You're so embarrassing," he shook his head, looking up at the ceiling.

I kicked the cabinets as small giggles escaped my lips, "aw c'mon Luke! I love it! It's a really good song, why are you getting so embarrassed?"
"I am not," he defended.
"You're blushing," I pointed out with a smirk.
"Stop being cruel to me," he whined.
"Man up hemmings," I teased, "and play me your cute lil song already."

"Do I have to?" I asked like a four year old.
"If you don't I'm going to get Calum to do it," I said seriously, "I'm hearing this song."
His smile faltered as soon as "Calum" left my lips. He huffed.
"Fine," he rolled his eyes.

I clapped my hands together before gripping the granite counter excitedly.
His long fingers started to strum the unfamiliar, yet lovely tune. I smiled encouragingly at him. I could tell he was somewhat shy about his singing at the moment. I was going to be supportive of him even if he told me to shut up when I sang in the shower.

"I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted
I thought about our last kiss, how it felt the way you tasted
And even though your friends tell me you're doing fine
Are you somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you?
When he says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you?
Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie?
If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all

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 single wish we ever made

I wish that I could wake up with amnesia
And forget about the stupid little things
Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you
And the memories I never can escape

'Cause I'm not fine at all
The pictures that you sent me they're still living in my phone
I'll admit I like to see them, I'll admit I feel alone
And all my friends keep asking why I'm not around

It hurts to know you're happy, yeah, it hurts that you've moved on
It's hard to hear your name when I haven't seen you in so long
It's like we never happened, was it just a lie?
If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all
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 single wish we ever made

I wish that I could wake up with amnesia
And forget about the stupid little things
Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you
And the memories I never can escape

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

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 single wish we ever made
I wish that I could wake up with amnesia
And forget about the stupid little things
Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you
And the memories I never can escape

Cause I'm not fine at all. No I'm really not fine at all.
Tell me this is just a dream, cause I'm really not fine at all."


I legit had tears in my eyes by the end. It was an amazing song.
"Oh my god," I sniffled.
He looked over at me finally- he had avoided my gaze the entire song- and burst out laughing when he saw me crying.
"You're crying!?" He choked through laughter.

"Stop it!" I hoped off the corner and whacked his side softly, "you should be happy. That means you wrote a good fucking song,"
"A good... fucking...song?" He wiggled his eyebrows.
I laughed, "you'll never know,"
He laughed harder, "oh god I can't wait to tell the boys,"

"You are not telling them," I crossed my arms.
"What? Why not!" He complained.
"Because, you made fun of me," I pretended to be offended, "so if you want to tell them and make fun of me with them you owe me,"
He groaned, "what do you want?"

"To see you practice," I smirked evilly.
"No," he said immediately.
"Why?" I stomped my foot impatiently.
"Because," he shrugged.
"That's no good reason" I argued.
"Fine, maybe. But not anytime soon," he told me.

Notes

Awww Lukey is a good singer! Hahaha he's such a cutie pie

i don't really have much to say rn except this is a guilt update bc I felt bad for not updating tomorrow.
thanks for the love
fluffy5sos xxxx