Disconnected

When your four best friends leave on tour and you have no contact for about two years, what would you do or say if they randomly show up into your life again?

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8. Remember Me?

Happy Sunday! :)

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Luke's POV

After a day of travelling we finally made it back to Australia. The boys and I were ecstatic to be back home. It's been two years since we've been here and we've missed our family and friends like crazy. We have to perform a few shows here as a thank you for supporting us and then we get a month off. We have been going nonstop for two years and I'm thankful we finally get a break. Don't get me wrong, I love performing every night and writing music, but you get a little homesick some days.

The boys and I parted ways at the airport as we greeted our families. We promised to meet up in two days to hangout and possibly write some new music. Even though I'm with the boys almost every single day, I was still going to miss them like crazy. I scanned the crowded airport for my family, praying fans didn't notice me. I wasn't in the mood to be mobbed after sitting on a plane for almost a day. I was about to call my mom as I heard someone scream, "LUKE!"

I started panicking as I heard footsteps behind me, but as soon as I turned around I bursted into a smile. "MOM, DAD!" I yelled probably sounding like a little kid as I ran up to them. I engulfed them into a huge hug never wanting to let them go. "How are you guys?" I smiled pulling out of the hug.

"We're doing great, but we missed you so much," my mom smiled back at me, starting to tear up. I laughed trying to blink back tears of my own. "How have you been sweetie?"

"I've been good, just tired a lot lately though," I told her truthfully.

She gave me a sad smile. "Well we should get you home so you can rest up and tell us all about your tour," my dad smiled throwing his arm around me. I nodded my head in return and grabbed my suitcase.

When we got back to the house I quickly ran upstairs and put my things away. I suddenly had quite a lot of energy from my two hour nap on the way back from the airport. I was making my way down the stairs, keys in my hand as I called out to my parents, "I'm going to go for a coffee and stop by Scarlet and Sam's place for a bit."

My mom came out of the kitchen with a sad look on her face, "um sweetie," she looked at me while she searched for the words to continue, "maybe you should call first? Just give them a heads up?"

Her eyes were full of sadness and it looked as if she was about to cry. "Mom what's going on?" I asked with a hint of worry in my voice.

"It's just been a while honey," she was clearly avoiding the question but I didn't want to push anything. She also had a point. I haven't talked to her in over a year. I felt extremely guilty about that but the boys and I figured they just were busy with their lives and soon enough we got so busy we barely had a life outside or the studio and performing. "Your brothers are coming in next week to visit," my mother told me snapping me out of my thoughts. She smiled as I nodded my head smiling. I missed my brothers a lot.

I headed back to my room as my mom told me dinner would be ready in an hour. I collapsed onto my bed and let out a sigh. I grabbed my phone and searched for Scarlet's name. I debated if I should call her or not having it been so long but I missed her like crazy. Before I knew it the call was being made. I silently prayed she didn't change her number. My heart skipped a beat as I heard someone pick up the phone, "Hel- hello?" A voice choked out on the other end. I knew right away it was my Scarlet.

"Hey it's Luke," I replied cheerfully, finally getting to talk to her after so long.

"Luke who?" She asked, her voice laced with confusion.

My heart sank. Did she honestly not remember me? Tears were starting to form in my eyes as I realized how dry and raspy her voice sounded. It sounded like she had been crying for hours and the thought of her hurting killed me. I choked out the words hoping she'll remember me, "Luke Hemmings." Seconds after I said my name the line went dead. What did I do wrong? Why was she ignoring me? Did she even remember me? I was full on crying now. I regretted leaving her here all alone, losing contact with her, losing her. I smashed my head into my pillow trying to drown out the sobs. Scarlet really didn't remember me.

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I was going to do a authors note explaining why I haven't updated but I figured you guys didn't want to hear it. So.. I might update every Sunday maybe? I have about five parts written but they're not great and messed up a bit so I have to fix them up a bit. Anyways here's another part and I hoped you enjoyed it. Like and comment please. :)

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