5 years later

"I wish that I could wake up with Amnesia..and forget about the stupid little things.."

"Ok guys! We've had a lot of fun here on MTV, but sadly we have to leave.." Luke spoke into the mike and smiled despite everyone in the crowd made a huge and simultaneous "awww".

"But we're gonna play one more song for you just cuz we love ya!" Calum said from beside him, holding his bass close to his body. Luke smiled at him and he smiled back and nodded. He then turned to Michael on the other side and nodded. Michael grinned toothily and yelled into the mike.

"Get ready for Amnesia!!"

Screams echoed throughout the stage. Luke never got tired of them, he knew the booys didn't either, they loved it. It gave them such a rush that they felt like they could do this forever and ever.

Luke let Michael play on his acoustic guitar as the lights dimmed and the screams quietened once they recognized the soft strumming. Luke bit his lip and rolled it into his mouth, it eased him, the feeling of the cold and metallic taste of his lip ring, when he was about to sing. Especially this song. He had someone to thank, without them, he wouldn't have written these songs with his best friends. They wouldn't be where they were today.

"You guys have been great!!" Luke laughed into the mike when Ashton yelled out as Calum was about to sing. Calum sent him a glare before turning back to his microphone. Luke watched him close his eyes, then open them at the same time he opened his mouth.

"I drove by all the places you used to hang out; getting wasted, I thought about our last kiss; how it felt, the way you tasted.."

It was uncontrollable, and almost annoying, but Luke needed it. He needed that stinging feeling of hurt in his chest. It was a scar that marred his heart, the very inspiration. They had no idea though, they al thought this was about Fionna.

It was stupid. It was ages ago. But that's when this song was made. He always thought about that one thing that inspired him. He did think about the day he took her to their secret place, the day he brought beer and they were both still underage, but they had an amazing time. Her angelic laughs filled his mind. The ones that ached his heart and creeped their way into his dreams; haunting him. He remembered the way they spoke to each other, all of the variations of their conversations; rude, sarcastic, sweet, normal, they talked about everything. He yearned to hear her voice desperately. He wanted her to say something, anything. Even if it was just one word, he would hang onto that word for the rest of his life if he had to.

Their last kiss...

It gave Luke shivers to even think about those thoughts he thought he locked away for eternity, yet he thought about them every single day.

"And even though your friends tell me you're doing fiiine..are you somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you? When he says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you? Sometimes i start to wonder was it just a lie?"

Was it? Was it all a crooked dream? If it was, he wanted to stay asleep forever, just to see her smile. Even the shy one when she tried to hide it. The one that made her freckles pop.

"If what we had was real, how could you be fine?"

How could she? Luke was hurting, dying, writhing...she didn't seem affected at all. That hurt Luke the most.

"Cuz I'm not fine at all.."

He swore the memory would never in a million years be wiped clean from his mind, not even with one of those MIB tools that flash in your face. It would take a billion of those to erase her tear stricken face from his aching brain.

The words, oh those words. They were permanently wedged in his brain. The whole freaking scene was forever in his memory sequences. It would never leave,even if he wanted it to.

"It's not my choice Luke.."

"Bullshit. It's you and your bitchy friends choice! You can choose Victoria!"

"No! You don't understand!"

Seeing her in tears felt like he was being ripped away from the world.

"Whatever! You're just too much of a snobby bitch to be with anyone that's parents don't make 500 million a year!"

He hurt her. He hurt her so bad.

That was why he loved her, she had hurt him back.

"We're done Luke.."

He remembered seeing her fiery red hair spiral around her as she turned away from him for the rest of their lives.

Before he knew it, he sang the whole song. He wiped the expected tears from his eyes and flashed he crowd a huge grin,"Thank you everybody! Thank you MTV! Goodnight!"

The crows went nuts as balloons poured from above the stage down onto them. It made the boys laugh, and made Michael think it would be fun to grab one that managed its way onto stage and throw it back onto a group of girls. They screamed.

Luke waited for Michael with a cheeky smirk and looked at his friend like he was a lovable rascal. Which is exactly what he was. He met up with the rest of the boys setting up their guitars, and Ashton his drumset. Luke watched awkwardly as people assigned to pick up their equipment and move it did their jobs. It was weird. Luke was so used to carrying his own guitar.

The first things Luke saw backstage was cameras, and tech people, but just past them was a beautiful, young, and well dressed blonde girl with bright red lipstick and converse shoes. Luke smile grew even more than it did with Michael's antics.

"Hey." Her soft voice praised as she smiled back at him and he approached. Luke picked her up and spun her in a small hug, tucking his head into her shoulder and making her dress move with her. "That was an awesome show babe! I'm proud of you."

Luke blushed when she placed a messy kiss on Luke's stubbled cheek. He scrunched his face up, knowing there was a lipstick stain surely there. His expression caused her to laugh, and mimic it.

"Thanks Fionna," Luke beamed at her with arms around her waist and head pressed against hers. With a peck of her nose, Luke made her scrunch her face up like his did earlier. They both giggled and embraced again.

While nuzzling Luke's shoulder in the corner of the backstage, Fionna mumbled and stroked his strong back,"You have another show tomorrow right?"

Luke answered by nuzzling her back,"Yeah, in Chicago I think."

"That's a long ways away.." Fionna added sadly.

"Yes, but you'll be right there with us, roadie." Luke chuckled and kissed her bare neck gently.

Fionna playfully scoffed and pulled away to see Luke's smirking face. "I don't fuck the whole band, Luke."

"I know," He giggled,"Just me."

"Just you baby.." She smiled back and slowly leaned in for a soft kiss, which Luke happily returned.

"Luke! Fionna!" Ashton shouted from far away above the faint screams of the audience. "The bus is leaving! Come on!"

Fionna looked Ashton's way, then kissed Luke again, being sure to slip her tongue through his mouth so he could get a taste of her. With a small laugh and wink, she was off and ran away.

Luke smirked lecherously and watched her as she did so. "I still love the chase." He mumbled before running full speed past cameras, lights, and techies.

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"Here..Max. Max. Eat your cheerios."

"Mama..noooo."

Victoria sighed and grabbed her cell phone from her purse. After checking it, she was grateful. Everyone had been texting her constantly.

"Mama..I'm not hungy!"

Victoria looked down at her little boy who sat down on the floor, LEGO's scattered all about him, along with toy dinosaurs, a few trains, and a couple plastic soldiers. She prayed she didn't step on them. "Okay, if you pick up all of your toys, you don't have to eat."

The child grinned and stood up quickly, bending down to gather all of his little play things that made up his world. Seeing him happy always made Victoria smile. He had his father's smile, as well as his hair.

She observed him cleaning up until she felt her phone vibrate in her hand. She looked at it, and immediately groaned.

"Hello?" She sighed into the phone.

Amelia's chirpy voice made the phone tremble,"Vicky! Oh my god where are you?"

"Taking care of Max." She droned, glancing her son that was running back and forth from the living room to his bedroom. "What else would I be doing?" She shrugged.

"Oh. Yeah." She cleared her throat,"Do you think you could get a baby sitter?"

"Why?"

She could just feel the excitement drooling from Amelia's tone. "I just got my paycheck! And I figured to celebrate, I'd take you shopping!"

"Hmmm.." Victoria started smiling then. Shopping was a long, lost hobby. Think of all the clothes she could buy. Oh! Even better. Clothes for Max, better pots and pans, or even nicer curtains!

"You know you want to Vicky..come on! PLeeeeeeeassssee?"

"Alright, alright!" She giggled, moving the phone to her shoulder so she could use her hands to put the Cheerio box away. "I'll go!"

"Fabulous! I'll be there in an hour babe okay? Love you!"

"Lov-" She hung up.

"Mama! I'm all done!" Max said happily, standing proud in the clean spot of carpet where his toys once were.

She put her phone on the counter and beamed back at her son,"Good job sweetie."

He turned to the TV behind him and looked at Victoria with his big, beautiful brown eyes,"Can I watch Spongebob Mama?"

With a giggle and sigh, she nodded,"Yes Max."

"Yayyy!!" he cheered and ran right to the couch in front of the television, then hopelessly looked around,"Mama? Where's the remote?"

"Hm?" Victoria looked over from the kitchen to her son looking clueless. She breathed a laugh and walked over to the couch, where the remote was right behind Max, on top of the couch.

"Spongebob right?" She asked, pressing the channel buttons.

"Yes!" He nodded dramatically, still grinning. If that boy had a tail, Victoria thought. He would be wagging it.

Cartoon Network. HGTV. Travel Channel. Disney Channel. History Channel. Did she miss it? She went back down to the cartoon channels. She flicked through and made sure the channels were read truthully. ABC. MTV. Where did Nickelodeon go?

"Wait." Victoria paused when she found Nickelodeon.

"Thank you Mama!" Max praised with another huge smile for his mother.

What the hell did she think she just saw?

"Hang on sweetie.." She said slowly with a suddenly faster beating heart. She was feeling more anxious now.

She flicked back up the channels, much to Max's protest and pouting, and went back to MTV. She stared and stared at the TV monitor. She didn't need to really, she recognized his voice. That was him. It had to be. He looked like he hadn't changed a bit. Rocking out on his guitar, clad in tatoos, spiked blonde hair. And the very same lip ring.

"Oh my god.." Victoria's voice trembled. She covered her mouth as her heart sank, yet rose at the same time. Slowly, she got to her knees as she watched Luke sing his heart out into the main microphone.

"Mama? Mama what's wrong?" Max pouted, crawling off of the couch and sitting next to his mother. He'd never seen her like this. Mama was supposed to be happy. Was she happy?

Victoria said nothing. She sat in silence as she let his voice come back into her memory. It engulfed her. She couldn't determine whether it felt heavenly, or like hell.

Quickly, she stood up and ran to the kitchen as fast as she could and grabbed her phone. With a single tap she dialed Amelia and called her. Her pained eyes never left the television.

"Vicky? What's up? I'm just leaving-"

"Hurry. Go back inside. Now."

"What? What's wrong? Is it gonna rain?"

Victoria exhaled deeply and shakily. When she spoke, her voice cracked. She found out she was crying,"Turn on your TV Amy..to MTV."

"Why? Is Nicki Minaj on?" She giggled.

"No." Victoria swallowed. "I found Luke."