''Hi.. Luke. How are you...?'' I said, trying to make it seem as though Luke and I were friends. "I would be better if we were alone." He whispered in my ear, making me jump back and look at him in disgust. "Ew! No! Jesus, Luke! Your such a, such a , YOUR SUCH A BOY!" I yelles causing everyone to turn around and look at us. MY BOYFRIEND, Calum Hood, walked over to Luke and squared up to him. "What did you say to my girl?" He growled, trying to look scary when Luke was like a foot taller than him. "Uh, n-nothing, She is overreacting." He said, backing away. "Bullshit! You were teasing me because-" I cut myself off before I said something wrong. "Because what? BECAUSE WHAT?!" Calum yelled. By now, Mikey and Ash had joined us and were staring at how bad things had got in such a small amount of time. Luke smirked, and in that instant, I knew he was going to tell him. "Because we fucked last night." He spat, walking out of the room. Tears spilled from my eyes, burning me and blurring my vision as a ran out of the room. I was crushed.
"What the actual fuck? You are the one person aside from me who knew. We said we weren't gonna tell anyone. You're such a dick! I hate you I hate you I hate you!!!!" I scream, punching Luke in the chest. He winced, and then pulled me to him. "Daisy. Calm the fuck down. It's gonna be okay. We can be together now." He whispered as I pushed him away from me. "Be together? BE TOGETHER!? You have just ruined my life and your own. Just leave me alone. I don't want to ever see you again, you man whore" I spat, walking away from him and out into the street. I ran to the nearest store and bought a pack of razors, hailing a cab and getting home. All of the emotions were swirling inside me. Suddenly, my phone started ringing. My ringtone, Amnesia. I answered, gulping for breath as I heard Cal on the other end. "Daisy? Babe? Look, I'm sorry. It was probably just a drunk mistake. Please?" He said, his voice cracking. "No. I'm not worth it. Just go and find a nice girl who's pretty and skinny and be with her, get married and have two kids and a dog. That's what I wanted for us but I'm not worth it. Tell Ash I'm sorry and that I love him. I love you Calum, but I just don't want to be here anymore. Sorry" I say, and then hang up. I get the razors out of the packet and push one deep into the already cut-ridden skin. I sigh in relief as I feel the thick crimson blood drip onto the floor. I push deeper, and suddenly I feel lightheaded. I smile, knowing I've done it, before everything goes black.
My eyes fluttered open. I was in a big white room, with wires and tubes all attached to me. I could see four silhouettes of boys in front of me.
Oh My God. She was awake. "Hey Daisy. I was so worried about you." I say, as Mikey steps forward. "Yeah. We thought you died. You hit your head on the bathroom floor last week. If Ash hadn't of been there, you would be dead." Ash stepped forward and her eyes lit up. "Heeeey. You okay?" He said, and she nodded and thanked him for coming. She looked at us and said ''Ash? Thanks for coming but who are these guys?"
I can't believe it. She doesn't remember me. It's like someone has taken a rubber and wiped it along her memory. When she said she didn't know who we were, I ran out of the room and broke down. I couldn't handle it. I heard Ash run after me, and when he caught up with me, I just cried into his shirt for half an hour. I was so heartbroken.
She. Was. Gone.
"Ash? Ashy?" I called out, walking down the dark hallway. Where the hell was he? A shadow leered out of the darkness, and a dark haired boy came out of the shadows. That face. The face that had been haunting me ever since I woke up in the hospital. I screamed, and suddenly I sat up in my bed, covered in sweat. Strangled sobs escaped my mouth, and Ashton bursted into my room, checking immediately for any visual danger. "What's wrong?" He frantically asked, running a hand through his hair. "Nightmare" I choked out, tears streaming down my face. "Aw, baby. C'mere" He cooed, pulling me into him. I just lay there, gulping for breath. "I-I kept seei-ng h-his face." I sobbed, and Ash cuddled me closer. He took my hand, and looked into the eyes that were identical to his. "Daisy. Calum loves you, now I know you don't know this but you - " I cut him off saying "Slept with Luke." I covered my mouth in shock. "I slept with Luke, my boyfriend Calum's best friend." I slowly say, trying to take it all in. "How did you know that!?" Ash exclaimed, his sad facial expression morphing into one of happiness. "I- I.... Don't .... I don't know. I saw it in a dream once, but I thought it was just my mind playing tricks on me" I stuttered, trying to collect my thoughts. Was it true? Was the dark haired boy that invaded my very soul every time I closed my eyes my boyfriend?
One Week Later
"Ashy? I'm tired. Cuddle me?" I yawn, making a little kitten mewl. He just looked at me and gave me a hug. "Anything for my little babby sis" He said, me frowning and reminding him that it's only by 4 minutes. He laughs, and I feel completely safe with my brother next to me. Ever since that night when I had a nightmare, I hadn't seen Calum in my dreams. Instead, I have a vision of me throwing my head back in pleasure whilst being intertwined with Luke's body. It makes me happy, yet sad. Happy because I like Luke, but sad because I LIKED Calum. I mean, he was my boyfriend. What sort of a slut does that? A scream pulled me out of my thoughts, and suddenly Luke was on top of me, kissing my neck all over. "Your okay!" He exclaimed, hugging me. I hadn't seen Luke since being at the hospital, but we spoke on the phone everyday. He had a hard shell, but was soft on the inside. He looked me in the eyes and said "Can I kiss you?" I nodded and he pressed his soft lips against mine, the cold metal of his lip ring sending tingly electric pulses down the back of my neck and to my spine. I kissed him deeper, he kept it soft and sweet but as he pulled away, his lips lingered there for a second, his minty breath grazing my lips before he pecked my nose and lay next to me, the only sounds being our breathing and my heartbeat. I felt bad. Me and Calum broke up, but only because I woke up with Amnesia. Luke began humming a tune, and suddenly I recognised it. Heartbreak Girl. "I wrote that for you, you know?" He whispered and my breath hitched. "Before we...." He trailed off as I gasped, memories flooding my head
''Hi.. Luke. How are you...?'' I said, trying to make it seem as though me and Luke were friends. "I would be better if we were alone." He whispered in my ear, making me jump back and look at him in disgust. "Ew! No! Jesus, Luke! Your such a, such a , YOUR SUCH A BOY!" I yelled, causing everyone to turn around and look at us. MY BOYFRIEND, Calum Hood, walked over to Luke and squared up to him. "What did you say to my girl?" He growled, trying to look scary when Luke was like a foot taller than him. "Uh, n-nothing, She is overreacting." He said, backing away. "Bullshit! You were teasing me because-" I cut myself off before I said something wrong. "Because what? BECAUSE WHAT?!" Calum yelled. By now, Mikey and Ash had joined us and were staring at how bad things had got in such a small amount of time. Luke smirked, and in that instant, I knew he was going to tell him. "Because we fucked last night." He spat, walking out of the room. Tears spilled from my eyes, burning me and blurring my vision as a ran out of the room.
"You told him." I choked out, tears forming in the corners of my eyes. Luke's eyes became glassy and he nodded, defeated. "Thankyou." I whispered as he looked at me in surprise. "It was easier that way. I- I love....." I say, about to say Luke when something else clouds my thoughts.
All the memories, the feelings, the cute nicknames, our dates, being around the other boys all the time, everything.
Even the bad times, the times I cut, the times I purged, the times that I wanted to die. Calum being my angel every time. My saviour, My Woody to Jessie, My Romeo to Juliet.
".....Calum" Luke finishes for me, his eyes turning sad as tears began pouring down his face.
But then something else comes.
In every memory with Cal, there's always an angel with Black Wings, piercing blue eyes that engulf your whole being and just make you lost, perfect blonde hair that frames his beautiful cheekbones and his jawline that is so defined. Porcelain skin and pink lips that have a black piercing in them. That angel was always there too. He wanted to save me too. He was just blinded by the white.
"No. I love you. I always have and I always will. You saved me. You were there and I ignored you. I love you, Luke Hemming's , my dark angel." I smashed my lips to his, a tangle of imperfection and perfection, darkness and light.
And the funny thing is, there is no difference.
Sometimes, dark is better than light. Sometimes, light is so blinding, darkness is all you have. I have my dark angel. And his name is Luke Hemmings.