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7. ☆ lost boy (his pov) ☆

Michael: “I’ve gone from place to place, trying to bring you back. I’ve walked for days and days, cause I can’t face the fact that nothing is better than you,”

Three weeks and counting. It’s been three whole weeks since she walked out of my life. She left me just so suddenly one day, leaving me a text message saying she had to leave because she didn’t feel the same way she used to. I’ll spare you the details of how hard I cried that day she left me, because I really don’t want to go back to thay day and feel the pain of having her leave me. The important thing I realised that day was that she was absolutely everything to me, nothing in the world could compare to having her by my side, and nothing was better than her. Nothing at all. I began to search for her ever since then, going from place to place, trying to ask people if they’d seen her around and if they know who she is. Most of them don’t even know who she is, but I have encountered a handful of people who have seen her face around. I have tried for days and days, but I just can’t seem to find her anywhere. “Have you seen this girl?” I asked one of the customers hanging outside of Starbucks and she flashed me a smile, nodding. “Yeah, I think I saw her about ten minutes ago. She went to that store over there,” she points to the store nearby and my eyes widened, seeing that it was [you're favorite shop name] - her favorite shop. I smiled at her and nodded, “Thank you so much,” before turning to enter the store. Finally, I can finally see her again. I was about to enter the store, when I stopped myself, thinking about what I should say to her when I see her again. I wanted her back, that’s for sure. I’ll tell her how much I need her and how much I love her, I’ll tell her that she means everything to me and how freaking special she is. Yes, that works, I nodded as I pushed the glass door open. I gasped lightly when I saw her in the corner, scrolling through Twitter on her phone, most likely. She had her bottom lip caught between her teeth, and she looked absolutely beautiful. My heart began to race in my chest as I approached her, but I halted to a stop when a brunette walked up to her with a smile. She looked up at him and gave him a smile, “Are we leaving?” I heard her ask, and I immediately hid behind a rack, to hide myself from the two of them. “Yeah, let’s go,” I heard the brunette reply and I watched as they walked out of the shop holding hands. I felt the familiar tightening in my chest and I let out a shaky sigh. A tear rolled down my cheek and I wiped it away with my thumb, smiling sadly, “I guess I should probably move on now. She’s happy, and I’m already too late,” I said to myself, walking out of the shop with tears in my eyes, ignoring all the people who gave me weird stares as I did.

Ashton: "I remember the last time I saw your face, I felt so lonely without the crowded space. You left me without direction,“

"Have fun at work,” she gave me a small smile before kissing my cheek. She looked absolutely exhausted, and I wouldn’t blame her. She’s been working really hard lately, which meant that I haven’t been able to spend much time with her. I’ve also been really busy with finishing the album, and I miss her like crazy actually. “I’ll see you tonight,” I tell her and the smile on her lips disappears. She fixes her gaze onto the floor and wrapped an arm around herself, nodding, “Y-yeah, see you tonight.” I didn’t really think that that was the last time I would ever see her, because I thought she would be there when I got home. She wasn’t. Everything was gone - her clothes, her shoes, every single thing she owned was gone, as if she was never there in the first place. The spot beside me was empty, and I could still remember how she would lie there every night, caressing my cheek as she looked into my eyes. I missed the way she would pull me into an embrace every time I came home from wherever, and she would whisper how much she loves me in my ear. I miss the way she would smile at me when I would compliment her. I miss the way her eyes would light up at the mention of food. I miss everything about her, and every moment that we shared. I miss all the kisses, all the hugs, all the fights, all the little things, all the I love you’s, all the smiles, all the laughs, everything. I can’t believe that I can never bring those times back. What I couldn’t understand is why she would just leave, with no explanation or even a goodbye. I laid down onto the bed we used to share, and turned my head to glance to my left. That was where she would lie every morning, sleeping soundly with a beautiful smile on her face. A tear escaped my eye and I left it run down my cheek with a sigh, she isn’t here anymore - I need to move on and accept that. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes as I tried to ignore the tightening of my chest at the thought of her. “Without you, I’m a lost boy…” I sang the lyrics of our song softly as I imagined her lying down beside me with a huge smile on her face, making me wish that I had her back with me once again.

Calum: “I remember the last time I heard your voice, I sat in silence living in a world of thought, cause you were perfection,”

My lips tugged upwards, forming a smile on my lips as I watched her carefully. Her fingertips brushed my lips and she lets out a giggle, looking up at me with those familiar eyes. I couldn’t help myself from leaning forward, brushing my lips on hers gently as her fingers tugged on the base of my hair lightly. I could feel her lips curl into a smile as she then pulled me even closer, and those fireworks in my head then started to explode one by one. I could feel my stomach churning as the butterflies erupted inside, and everything just felt perfect in that moment. I remember wishing that moment lasted forever, and wishing that I could freeze time right then and put that moment up in a frame - but sadly, life doesn’t come with a pause button, nor a rewind button. I opened my eyes and like I expected, she wasn’t lying down beside me, like she used to. It was empty, just like how I felt inside. I exhaled sharply, running my hand through my messy hair and fixing my gaze onto the ceiling above me. I could still hear her melodious voice inside my head singing in my ear as I tried my best to fall asleep in the middle of the night. Her voice was that of an angel’s, and I was so used to hearing it everyday that it feels weird not hearing it at all anymore. When she left, it was like she also brought along a part of me - I couldn’t help but feel incomplete without her. She changed my life, and she changed me as well. I didn’t even realize just how much she completed me until she walked away from my life a week ago. Ever since that day, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I couldn’t stop wanting to bring her back. I couldn’t stop missing her. I couldn’t stop loving her, no matter how hard I tried, I still loved her with all my heart. I don’t even understand how I can’t think of anything other than her, and without her, I just feel lost. Without her, I feel like I lost something inside of me and I needed her to complete myself again. I wanted her back, no scratch that - I needed her back, and I’m willing to whatever it takes to get her back. I didn’t want to feel lost anymore, I didn’t want to feel like a part of me’s missing. I grabbed my phone on my dresser, and dialed her number, holding my breath as I waited for her to answer. “Calum?” I heard her angelic voice for the first time in a week, and I felt my own one break. “H-hi,” I spoke softly, “C-can I talk to you?” I could hear her amazing laughter from the other line, and my heartbeat began to race in my chest. “I love talking to you, hey, I just remembered, I saw this amazing CD in the mall today,” she replied, and a smile crept on my face as I began to listen to her ramble on and on about her day. This probably means we have to be friends in the mean time, but I didn’t really care that much. I just needed her back in my life, and slowly, the numb feeling in my chest started to disappear, making me feel slightly less incomplete, like the void in my chest is slowly being filled once more.

Luke: “I’m coming because I need to find you. Is anybody there to the rescue somebody like me cause I’m just waiting for somebody like you. Somebody like you, cause without you I’m a lost boy,”

Don’t you just hate the feeling of not knowing where to go, or what to do? Don’t you just hate the feeling of feeling incomplete, like there was something you lack in your life, but you don’t exactly know what you need to feel complete? Don’t you just hate feeling lost in your life? Like everyone else, I hated the feeling of being lost. I wanted to find that special person who would make me feel like I don’t need anything else in the world. I wanted to find that girl, the girl who would make me want to be a better man. The girl who would make me run to the ends of the earth just because she said so. The girl who would make me feel loved, the girl who would show me how to love. A few days ago, I didn’t believe that this girl existed - until I bumped into her a few days ago. I recalled casually walking along the streets of Sydney, hands shoved inside my pockets as I took in the warm summer air. I looked up, shielding my eyes from the sun’s glare and I pulled down my sunnies, covering my blue eyes with them. I figured I would bring them along just in case. Once I put them on though, I bumped into a girl who was far shorter than myself, knocking her down onto the floor butt first. “Ouch,” she muttered when her butt came in contact with the concrete floor. She looked up at me and her eyes softened, a look of recognition washed over her as she gasped up at me. “I’m so sorry,” I tell her, helping her up as she continued to stare at me. “Oh my god, I’m such a huge fan! My name’s Y/N,” she says, smiling up at me with a twinkle in her eye. I didn’t really think of our meeting much, but I started to spend more time with her after that. We kept in touch through twitter and imessage, and eventually became really close. I ended up developing something even more for her, I started liking her actually. She was different, far more than what meets the eye, actually. She started to make me feel like I can finally love again, and she made that feeling of being lost go away. She made me feel things that the others can’t, she made me fall in love with her. “I’m coming because I need to find you,” I sang, shooting her a wink as she shouted my name as she danced around like an idiot. I laughed as she did, this was one of the reasons why I love her. “Is anybody there to the rescue somebody like me cause I’m just waiting for somebody like you. Somebody like you, cause without you I’m a lost boy,” I sang and shot her another smile.

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