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)


48. This Means War

Luke's Pov~

I grabbed Arzaylea's hand and stormed out the room, dragging her around the corners of this maze. We finally stopped infront of the backstage door.
"Omg, she's such a bitch." Arzaylea muttered, eyes glued to her phone. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair.
"Listen, Ar-"
"I can't believe you ever dated her!" she cut me off, obviously not listening.
"Plus she's fat. And ugly. And did you see her friend? The one that was all over Michael? It was gro-"
"ARZAYLEA!" I basically screamed. Her head whipped up, staring me straight in the eye.
"What is it babe?"
"Get out." I stated, pointing through the door I opened in the midst of her ramble.
"Are you coming with me?" she purred suductively, winking at me. She ran a finger down my chest. 
I pushed her off then out the door.
"What I meant was: get out and don't come back."
She took in an exaggerated gasp.
"Luke! How could you say that to me? You love me and you need-"
I slammed the door, cuttig off her ramble.
Finally, the bitch is gone.


I knocked on the door of the dressing room, waiting anxiously for an answer. I was so stupid, I couldn't believe that I even thought it would be a good idea to bring her. At least she's gone now.
Finally, the door opened to reveal not the most beautiful sight to behold.
I mean, Raven's pretty and all, but I'm talking about what was behind her.
Standing in the corner of the room, Anna was crying and throwing stuff at Calum. He had a joint in his hand and was lazily dodging the flying objects while trying to defend himself. 
Ashton was sat back with his arms crossed, watching in amusement. Raven walked over and sat on his lap, planting a sneaking kiss on his neck. They then proceeded to make out right infront of where I stood. 
Lovely (That was sarcastic by the way).
Michael and Naomi sat on the floor, Michael in Naomi's arms, playing some strange game I had necer heard of. Naomi was undoubtedly winning, according to Mike's grunts. But everytime Naomi shot down Michael's player, she would bend down and plant a kiss on his temple or his lips, whispering a swift sorry in his ear.
There was one thing missing. Or should I say someone missing. 
"Where's Suzy?" I shouted over the noise, stepping back as a pillow flew past my head, just skimming the surface.
She stepped out of a hidden door I did not notice.
"I can't believe you even had the nerve to step back in this room, Lucas." The room had gone silent, the tv paused, no more tears running down Anna's face.
"This means war Hemmings, you hear me? War."

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