December 6th
*Luke's P.O.V*

We stayed in Australia for 10 days. Jack's wedding was on the 14th and on the following day we went to this cool bar, in which I ended up missing my phone.

It happened once when I was younger, but since then I've been way more careful with my stuff, so I still don't get how I was able to lose it.

When I told John about it he immediately demanded me to call Verizon and change my number. I was glad I had written down the IMEI so the guys could block the device.

Summing up: lost my phone, got a new one, changed my number, lost my contacts.

I made sure to tell everyone I knew the number by heart, except one. I typed dozens of different messages I could possibly send Laurel, but why would I? She didn't want anything related to me, anyways. However, just for precaution, I tweeted that I had lost my phone in hopes that if someday she tries to reach me she's gonna see it and then call one of the dudes.

Well, theoretically that's what I thought.

To finish our European tour we only needed to play in three more cities and after that, USA again. The complete tour will end on February 20, when we play in Los Angeles. I'm excited for this one because Cal, Ash, Mikey and I had agreed on playing a different song every night when we got to the States again, and guess who gets to choose them?

I made a pretty cool set list with lots of options, and most have a meaning to me; most were played on the porch or Laurel had told me she liked them. I guess this is the best thing I could do using mum's advice. I hope she gets it.

I hope she gets to see it.

"Luke, I just got the cities we're playing in the US and the order" Ashton calls out, snapping me out of my daze.

The four of us get together to check on the list. My eyes quickly inspect the entire paper, looking for a special city.

I frown. That's odd, I can't find it.

"San Fran is in the other page, Luke" Calum nudges me and I roll my eyes.

"I'm not looking for it. God."

"Of course not" He scoffs.

I shrug, knowing that I'm not able to convince anybody.

"Well, if you're not, then I am" Michael gets in the middle, turning the page. "Oh, I see. It's one of the 5 final cities, and then we're done."

"Time flew... we are almost there."

"I know right" Ashton grins. "I miss Bry."

"I miss Natalie" Calum fake pouts. We laugh.

"We better get ready because we go on stage in one hour" I say, standing up. They follow me and we do everything we need to. I take my guitar, sliding my fingers through it.

What would I be doing if it wasn't this? Do I even have another option?

London, Leeds and Dublin pass in a blink of an eye and before I know it we are flying to New York.

Landing we are received by hundreds of fans and it's honestly an amazing feeling to be in this city.

I guess Hey There Delilah suits tonight.

The fans appear to enjoy the idea of covering, since they were asking us to play one more time. Honestly, I'd love to but the song still comes with feelings I'd much rather avoiding.

After the show is done we go to the hotel, and I throw myself on bed, exhausted. I get my phone and there's a text.

heard your in NY... I have a photoshoot there tomorrow. wanna go out for a coffee? we should talk

I sigh. My feelings for A have always been conflicting and now that I'm single we have gone out together a few times, even though we get into several fights.

sure, why not. tell me where and the time

Before you get your weapons to threaten me, no, nothing is happening between us. Actually I've made a promise that I wasn't going to do that to her or myself; I'm not gonna fool anyone. But she's still a "friend", so what's wrong with having a coffee?

We end up in this cafeteria at Upper East Side; I convinced the dudes to go for a walk in Central Park as I talked to A.

"I wanted to tell you something" She says, eyes on the table. "But you have to promise me that you're going to hear everything I have to say before you decide anything, okay?"

I frown, staring suspiciously at her. What could she possibly be hiding from me to be so concerned about?

"Uh... fine" I reply. So A takes a deep breath and clears her throat.

"I was H"

"What the fuck?!" I gasp, glowering unbelieving at her.

"Wait, let me finish, you promised" She rushes.

I puff, crossing my arms.

"Luke, sometimes I wonder if you are aware of my feelings for you." She begins. "What we had was magical and felt so right to me, and I thought we could get back together; so that skank-- ugh, sorry. So Laurel showed up and I was afraid she could do something to harm you and damage your career. I love you, seriously. I wish we could start all over... Since I was really worried I decided to ask for Austin's help, and he agreed on 'being' H with me, but both of us only did it because we wanted to get something back. I know, I know, I'm not making any excuses for what I did, and I regret it. But what else, other than saying I'm sorry, could I do now?"

I'm in shock. Even though I had raised my suspicions about her I never thought she was going to tell me the truth.

That doesn't stop me from being mad, though.

"I can't believe you tried to ruin my relationship" I laugh sarcastically. "You and that psycho guy. If you claim to love someone that's not exactly what you do to prove it."

"You know I'm different" She shakes her head. "I'm telling you everything because Austin told Laurel and I wanted you to hear everything from me before she could make up anything."

"How did you even get the guy's phone anyway?" I enquire, feeling sick all of a sudden.

"That day when you and Laurel went out together in Charlotte to buy something at the drugstore. We went for a pizza, remember? I got his number, just in case of emergencies," She shrugs. "and it was one. I know that I shouldn't have done that and you can blame me for it but can you please recognize that I did it for us?"

I look deep into her eyes, trying to find any sight of hesitancy, lie; I find none. Taking a deep breath I massage my temples.

"I wish I could blame everything on you" I tell her. "But we didn't break up because of H. Not that I'm okay with it, though."

"I know you're not; this wouldn't be you if you were" She smiles awkwardly. "But I would really appreciate it if we could keep on talking and... being friends, casually with benefits. You know I've never forced you to do anything, not even a relationship; it came with time. So can we at least be friends? Good ones. Enough fighting."

That doesn't even look like Amanda speaking; she's so proud she'd never admit being wrong.

"Let's just see how it goes from now on" I declare, standing up. "Friends or not, I'm glad that you told me the truth. You really are changing"

"Anything for you, Lukey" She chuckles timidly. "If you ever want to talk or meet up, you, uh... you have my number."

"Okay" I fake a smile. "I should be going. See you"

I leave the cafeteria even more confused. Granted, H wasn't exactly the reason why Laurel and I broke up but it surely helped; I got a little paranoid. I don't know if I'll end up being friends with Amanda after that and that's one of my last concerns right now.

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