"You.. You were going to what?" Linda smiled, then slapped her hands across her mouth in excitement.

"I was going to propose," I smiled at her, pulling out the ring from my pocket.

"She's told me she's always wanted to go to Tokyo so I bought her ring there, and I figured we'd go on our honeymoon there," I explained to Linda.

She nodded, "ever since she was little, Peyton has told me she wanted to go to Tokyo... She'll love that, Luke."

"I know, but now I'm scared that she won't ever remember me," I sighed, "will she forget all about me?"

"Luke, she could have forgotten you in her mind, but she could never forget you in her heart."

"This is the kitchen.." I heard Paisley tell Peyton. I turned around to see them walking into the kitchen.

"Are you guys done already?" I wondered.

"No," Paisley replied, "we're almost done with the downstairs, though. Then we have to go upstairs."

"Can Luke show me the upstairs?" Peyton questioned, looking at me then looking at Paisley and their mum.

"I guess. I'm not sure how well Luke knows this house, but I guess he could show you around," Paisley shrugged.

"Pais, I've probably been here more than you," I joked, "I'm here whenever I can be, or Peyton is at my house. I think I'll be able to show her around."

"Okay. Well, I'll finish showing her the downstairs, then you can show her the upstairs," Paisley smiled, guiding Peyton through the kitchen.

"Here's the laundry room," I could hear Paisley as she continued her tour with Peyton.

"Luke, do you think you should call your parents to tell them where you are and what you're doing?" Linda wondered.

"Uh, I probably should. I should call the boys too," I nodded, pulling my phone from my pocket.

I walked into the living room to be in a room by myself so I could talk to my parents then my bandmates. When I called my parents, I could tell they were worried sick.

"Lucas Robert Hemmings!" Mum yelled. Lucas wasn't even my real name, so I knew she was mad.

"What, Mum?" I asked.

"Where are you? I've been worried! The boys told me you all got home safely, then you ran off from the airport," she sighed, definitely disappointed in me.

"Mum, Peyton was in the hospital. She's lost her memory. She doesn't remember anything that's happened in the past ten years. She doesn't remember me," I explained.

"Luke, sweetie, I'm so sorry..." She apologized and soon got dead silent.

"It's fine," I choked up, trying not to cry, "she's home now and Paisley is showing her around a house that she doesn't remember."

"Are you okay?" She wondered.

"I just don't know if she'll ever remember me. The doctor said if she remembers anything, it will be at least two weeks from now and at most six months. If she doesn't remember by then, she won't ever remember."

"Luke, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to get mad at you. I was just worried."

"It's okay, Mum. I just want her to remember me. I was going to propose..." I said the last part silently, beginning to cry.

"You.. what? You didn't tell me about that, Luke. Honey, you were going to propose to Peyton?"

"Yes, Mum, I was. During this break, I was going to propose, but now I can't."

"What are you going to do about the tour?"

"I'm not going back until Peyton remembers. I can't. I just can't"

"Luke, you can't let the band down like that."

"They won't be able to go on tour without me."

"Exactly. You need to be there for the band," she scolded.

"Mum, I need to be here for Peyton. I was going to, and still will, ask her to be my wife, so I need to be there for her," I sighed, trying to explain to her. I knew she wouldn't understand.

"Luke, just please, make the right decision. I'm not going to make it for you. I am not going to tell you what is wrong or right because there is not wrong or right here, there's good and bad things to both sides. I'm going to let you choose. You do what you want. I'm not stopping you," she assured me, and I smiled.

"Thank you, Mum," I told her goodbye before hanging up.

I called the boys and told them what I told my mum: I was going to propose to Peyton, she lost her memory, and that I was going to stay with her until she regained her memory or for six months. I knew I wouldn't stay at her house and be there twenty-four hours a day and seven days a week. I wanted to be there for her as much as possible, however, and I couldn't do that while on tour. After a long discussion about the tour and Peyton, we hung up. I sighed, not sure if they were mad at me or just upset.

"Luke, do you want to show Peyton the upstairs?" Paisley smiled at me, walking towards me with Peyton. I nodded and led Peyton upstairs, beginning to show her around.

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HEYYYY I haven't done an author's note in a while hehehe

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