Luke's POV

"Why'd you tell her?!" Ashton shouts at me. "Why did you tell her that we live in a foster home?!"

"Dude calm the fuck down. It was just an in the moment type thing."

"That in the moment type thing-" he says copying my tone. "-just cost you our trust."

"What?!" I howl. "What about Michael? Didn't you know that he told Violet?!" I point to her not really caring that she was still in the same atmosphere as us.

"At least he didn't tell her his whole back story. Plus he ran it by me first, unlike you going to her house and crying in front of her."

"How'd you know about that?"

"I didn't. Until now. I was just-you really went over there and cried? The almighty Luke Hemmings cried in front of a girl that he has only known for a month?" Ashton laughs, soon joined by Calum and Michael. Violet looks around the area where we stood, looking very scared and out of place.

"No!" I lie. "I was talking about you knowing that I was over there." I make up something to bail me out.

"Well we know that anytime your window is open you went to that girl's house. Does her parents even know she's with someone like you?" Michael insults me, smirking.

"I could say the same about Violet." Violet's head shoots in my direction giving me all the conformation I need.

"That's different." He says.

"How's that?" I play with my words, smirking with amusement.

Violet looks at Michael with pleading eyes, but he goes on with it anyways. "We're only fucking. Unlike you and Madison."

"Michael!" Violet screeches. "Why'd you have to go do that?!"

"Do what?" He wonders, scanning her face for an answer.

"Sell me out like I'm just some hoe!"

"Anyone out for Michael could be considered as anything."

"You take that back!" Michael and Violet both scream at the same time.

"Great minds think alike, yeah?"

"Stop!" Ashton's voice booms making everyone stop. "This is about Luke and his mistakes. I could give two fucks less about Michael and his partners."

"Oh but you care oh-so-much for mine." I throw my hands up in defeat.

"At least Michael isn't attached to her! What's wrong with you? Where'd the Luke I know go?"
"What's wrong with you?! What's the big deal that Madison knows that we live in a home? It's not like I've taking her there."

Ashton bites his tongue as if holding back words, then he erupts, "I don't want people to know how unhappy I really am!"

"Well that's a dumb excuse, Ash. Think about what you just said and then come talk to me." I say and begin walking off away from the ally that we stood in.

"Where are you going?" Calum speaks up. I actually forgot he was there.

"To clear my mind. To go see Madison. I don't know?" I shrug and walk the rest of the way away, knowing good and well I wasn't taking my ass to Madison's house. I begin walking with my head down focused on the pavement. I look at the cracks on the concrete and think back to the jail cell I was in and how the blood stains were on the floor.

Maybe the cracks were just like the cell. Maybe someone had gotten hurt around here and cracked the pavement and wasn't able to make it to the infirmary. The cracks on the pavement look just about how I'm feeling right now. So destroyed and damaged. I recall crying that night at her house and how she was so comforting with me. How when I looked up at her, all I saw were caring eyes. They didn't hold judgment or pity like I've seen with countless people, they were filled with something I haven't seen in a while. A feeling that I've been scared of since the first day I laid eyes on her-love.

I look up for the first time and find myself in sand. Seems like I've walked all the way to the beach without even knowing it. No-one was here though, it's like a ghost valley. It didn't bother me though seeing as how I happen to like the loneliness. As I say that, I'm starting to rethink how true that is now. With a grunt, I lay down in the sand and look up and the moon, watching it reflect onto the water. I close my eyes and listen to the waves crashing into the shore, finding it soothing to my ears.

When I was little, my mum used to wind a music box up by my bed when I wasn't able to sleep and it would play sounds like waves. It used to take me to another world. It felt as if I could just reach out and feel the drizzly sprinkles on my skin and smell the ocean breeze. I would lay on my back just like now, and imagine being the waves. If I were a wave, I would have not a care in the world, never would my weary head feel pain or sorrow, because I would always be tucked away in my own spring of happiness.

I hear the howling of wolves or maybe dogs, and that keeps me from falling asleep. I sit up and look across the dark, pleasant beach and think to myself, 'I wonder how much better this would be if Madison was here.'

Pushing that thought out of my head, I hear footsteps from behind. I whip my head around to see Ashton walking with his head low. "Hey." He sadly smiles.

"How'd you know where I would be."

"Your mum. And the music box. I know that it calms you." I don't say anything back because he was right, and because I was trying to hold in my emotions. "What I said back there, I'm sorry Luke." I clench my jaw still keeping quiet. "I don't want people to know how weak I really am. How scared of life I really am. After what happened with me, it's hard to let people in you know."

"Think about how I feel. I woke up without my parents. I probably watched them die and I don't remember it. You came home and found your parents. You weren't there when it happened." I speak, my voice gone raspy from not talking for a while.

"I'm glad I wasn't there, because I would probably be a whole lot more fucked up today." We both sigh and look at the water.

"How come you don't care what Michael does, but everyone cares about me?"

"I care for you Luke. We've both had things happen to us that the other haven't. I just feel that if you go around telling people, we have a bigger chance of getting hurt."

"I haven't told just anybody, Ash. Madison is trustworthy, and maybe she doesn't trust you because you won't tell her anything. Trust me, if there's anything I know about this girl it's that when she cared for you, she wont give up on making you crack in the best way. And I know that no matter how much she bugs me, or gets on my nerves to where I just want to break something with her pointless babble about how she can make me a better person or how she asks questions after questions, I know that I can't leave. Not anytime soon."
"That was deep." Ash chuckles.

"I'm learning from that I have emotions too." I nod, and I cant help but smile.

"Remember the tattoos we got together?"

"Sure do."

"The dragons." he laughs. "We're fighters Luke and even though you've found someone who makes you feel good, you can't forget about me."

"I never can, Ashton. No matter how much I lo-like Madison, it's always family over partners."
"What's you're favorite tattoo that you've gotten."

"My wings on my back that look like the waves, with the music box riding them."

" Mine is the copper coin on my wrist that looks like it's cutting into me. Because when I get sad I look at it and remember that I have something to live for. The memory of my family. So do you."

"Yeah." I agree. On cue we both lay back down and watch the moon until we are faced with the sun. Not turning back for the day as we both decide it's best if just skip school for the day.

Notes

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