"So what? I know you like her Reggie."

My eyes widen at the words that escaped Luke's lips, causing the thoughts in my brain to fumble around until something made sense.

"That isn't what this about Luke."

"Isn't it? You were just jealous, so what's stopping you now?"

"I- Of course I like her man, she's literally perfect in every sense, how could you not, but I know that you two have always just had something and I'm not stupid enough to pretend to be oblivious to that. I'm not stupid enough to destroy whatever it was between you two, but I didn't have to, because you did it yourself."

"It was nothing!"

"You're lying."

"I had to do it for the band, imagine passing up on an opportunity like that! The band is the only thing that's made the last five years bearable."

"We've been playing gigs week after week, our followers have only been growing and as you said yourself, we even played The Orpheum. We would have gotten there ourselves without Laura and you know we would have. Luke do you not see what you've done to her?!"

"Why don't you go to her if you're so concerned, I mean it's the only chance you'll ever get with her after all right?"

My jaw dropped at his words, words he was deliberately using to hurt his best friend just because of me.

"I wouldn't do that to you and what she needs right now is someone who cares about her yet you've shown her the complete opposite."

"Why should I care? It's been two weeks and she hasn't even spoken to me."

"Luke, where have you been over these past two weeks?" There's silence before he continues speaking. "Exactly, do you not think she would have been willing to sort things out? Talk to you at least? All she wanted was you Luke and you messed it up."

"Stop telling me I messed it up, it's not my fault."

"So you're gonna blame this on her? It was you who messed it up, I know you think I'm usually oblivious to things, but when it comes to her I can't be, you hurt her Luke. You still are."

"There was nothing to mess up. You can't mess up something that never meant anything."

Suddenly the milkshake slipped out of my grasp, splattering all over the floor as silence fills the house as my presence is known.

I stand still for a second, looking down at the floor when I hear footsteps rushing towards the front door.

When the footsteps stop, I lift my gaze, meeting those beautiful green eyes that stare back at me. His eyes are filled with swirling emotions, yet I can't decipher what they are.

I shake my head slowly, looking up to the ceiling, feeling the tears run down my face trying to blink them away while Luke just stands there and watches, not moving any closer.

I hear footsteps lead to where we were, knowing Reggie was now in the room as well.

How could I have been so stupid.

"Tan." I bite my lip, shaking my head with nothing to say as my gaze settles on the two boys.

Reggie takes a step forward, but stops when I take a step back, my heart squeezing at the hurt look in his eyes.

All I wanted to do was apologize to him and hug him, but I couldn't right now, I couldn't just stand there so I just turned around and ran upstairs to my room, running away from the footsteps that followed behind me.

I slammed the door closed, locking it behind me before resting my back completely against the door.

A choked cry escapes my lips as my black slowly slides down the door, letting me crumble onto the floor.

I hate crying like this, feeling like I can't even help the sobs that leave my body.

I wrap my arms around my legs, bringing them towards my chest as I drop my head in my knees.

The knock on the door only made me cry harder, but I made sure to keep quiet so he wouldn't hear me. I knew he followed me up the stairs and as much as I wanted to open the door, I couldn't help but hear his words run through my mind.

"You can't mess up something that never meant anything."

I feel his presence on the other side of the door, as he sits down opposite me.

"Tan, I-" His voice comes out, cutting himself off at a lack of words. I sit there, trying to hold back the cries that silently escape no matter how hard I try to stop them.

I lift my head at the sound of sniffling on the other side of the door.

My heart hurts at the sound of him crying, yet I sit still, waiting for him to say something which he never does.

I don't know how long I sat there, but I eventually left the door, going to shower and brush my teeth before climbing into bed.

Staring at the ceiling past midnight as I struggle to sleep, my eyes gaze over the photo wall, seeing all the photos with Ella back in London making me smile.

I smile at the photos with the boys from the last few months in Los Angeles. The ones with Luke make my heart clench, yet I haven't had it in me to take them down, they're too special or maybe I'm just too weak.

After contemplating with my thoughts for a while, I get out of bed, making my way to Luke's room.

I can't help but cling to the fact that he did it for the band and their success and I would never stand in the way of that and after fighting with my own thoughts, I decided that we needed to speak.

I can't stand not speaking to him when just two weeks ago, we spent almost every day together.

I knock on his door and stand there waiting for him to reply, but I hear nothing. I keep my head low, pushing the door open slowly, momentarily questioning whether this was a good idea or not.

"Um, I was wondering if I could  take you up on that offer? You know, when you said I could come an-" I stop speaking when my gaze lifts to see Luke's wide eyes as Laura straddles his waist. "I- Never mind."

"something that never meant anything."

I close his bedroom door behind me as the emotions come flooding back through my body. I slowly walk across the hallway, wrapping the sleeves of my sweater around my hands as I grip onto them tightly.

I knock on the door, opening it as I see the bedside lamp flicker on. Alex rubs his eyes before leaning on his elbow as his eyes focus on me.

I watch his eyes fill with concern and worry as he notices the silent tears that flow down my face continuously.

He immediately lifts the duvet up for me, opening his arms and wrapping them tightly around me.

"Alex, I can't-."

"I've got you."