Forgetting Luke

This is a typical love story. You have the protagonist. The new girl at school who's extremely pretty and whatnot, who secretly has depression. Her name is Suzy. You have the hopeless romantic who the protagonist 'falls in love' with. His name is Luke. You have the best friend, called Naomi. The best friends soulmate, Michael. The bullies. The boyfriends friends. Just a load of friends. You have the new home, the dead family member, the 'overprotective' mother who really doesn't care. Then there's the twist. This love story isn't perfect, in fact it might be the opposite of one. This is how Suzy, our protagonist, forgot Luke. (Thanks to all of my co-authors: Suzy_Hemmings, ShortPrincessa and Emress for working with me and helping me with my very first Movella) Updates any time from Friday-Sunday (hopefully) (Outfits for story on Polyvore)


47. Live

Suzy's Pov~

"And I, like to say, there's a way for us to be okay again. Be okay again," Anna sang.

"And I, like to think, that the angels are waiting for us to sing, our song, again," I finished, my hand sweeping across the strings of my electric acoustic.

A smile grew on my face as Naomi shouted "COME ON!" into her microphone, before starting her drum sequence. We were playing our most popular song "Some angels go to hell" in Madison Square Garden. Utterly incredible.

"We're not broken," Naomi proceeded to sing in the midst of our musical outburst. 

"Not just yet," Raven finished the line.

"I'm not gonna shy," I sang. "But I'm not gonna bet."

"We're just empty pictures with no face," Anna sang softly as Raven plucked at her bass.

"I need your love. I need your grace," Naomi belted, smashing the drums. I knew she was thinking of Michael, and that Anna was thinking of Calum. And Raven, Ashton. Then again, Luke never got out of my head.

We finished the song, which was the last in our set, before Naomi chucked her drum sticks into the crowd and we said goodnight.

Running backstage, I gently placed my guitar on the stand before grabbing a dry towel. "I'm sO SWEATY!" Naomi groaned, collapsing on the ground. The stage crew simply stepped over her as they proceeded to switch off all the equipment. A soft 'oof' escaped her lips as Anna squashed her where she lay. 

"Get offfffff," she complained, shoving her until she lay next to her. Raven pulled them both up my the hands, dusting them off on her jeans afterwards. 

"We've got some fans to meet. Hurry your arses up." She exclaimed, practically bouncing down the corridor. We all loved meeting our fans. They were more like family than anything else. 

20 mins later~

"We've got one more group of fans left," the security said, opening the door for the last time. In walked 4 guys and 1 girl. One of them had crazy coloured hair, another had tanned skin. A great mop of curly, dirty-blonde hair came next. At the back of the short line was a guy with flattened blonde hair and a girl with enough makeup to ice at least 3 cakes. 

"MICHAEL!" Naomi screamed, running towards him. He met her halfway as they joined in an embrace. Before I knew it, the others were all over each other, hugging and kissing like they would never see tomorrow. I just stared at the two conjoined hands in front of me.

"Hey Luke, and..." I questioned, myself more than anyone else.

"Arzaylea," she proclaimed abruptly. "So you're the b!tch that broke my Lukey's heart?" 

I stared at her in shock before turning to look at 'her Lukey' himself.

"You told her that?" I sputtered, almost in a whisper. He shrugged, using his free hand to rub the back of his neck; it was a habit he'll never lose.


"I broke your heart? broke your heart? I'm sorry but you must of got something wrong. He's the one who cheated on me not even halfway into our relationship and then carried on after proclaiming his love to me on the fucking rooftop in front of the whole fucking school? What kind of shitty story is that? And that's not all that the dick did..." I rambled, going on for 5 mins straight. I may or may not have snuck in a few profanities in between, words I was likely to repeat. I would of said more if a certain green headed girl did not interrupt.

"That's enough, Suzy." she said, pulling me into a hug. She then pushed in front of me, pointing a finger at Luke's chest. "Listen here you douchepants. Suzy did fucking nothing but love and respect you. Holy shit, she even got over fucking amnesia just for your sake. And guess what happens when you fall in love with a dickstick? You get your heart broken. That's what you did Luke. You deserve every goddamn bad thing that comes your way, so you can take this fake bitch home and leave us alone forever because non of us want to see your face again. We don't want to see that thing either." the angry drummer screeched, shoving him with all the strength she had.

Michael came over and wrapped his arms round her waist, kissing her temple. He whispered softly into her ear in attempt to calm her down. She fell into his arms, her tensed muscles (which were rather huge for a girl) softened under his touch. Luke grabbed Arzayleas hands, pulling her out the room. I let out the breath I didn't realise I was holding in as we all stood in silence.

Calum opened his mouth, only to close it again like he didn't know what to say. Lucky for him, Ashton stepped in.

"Nice to see you Suzy, how are you?"

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