I stare long and hard out of the window. Watching intently as the scene unravels right in front of my eyes.

"Welcome to Canada." My dad cheers as we pass a big red maple leaf with 'Welcome to Canada' written across it. I smile, only slightly though. I'm not as excited as I once was about this whole thing.

"Aren't you excited that you and Jocelyn are going to be roommates?" My dad asks. I think he secretly has a crush on Jocelyn or something. He won't stop taking about 'That good girl with the red hair' and how he likes that I hang out with people like her.

"Yeah, absolutely thrilled." I mumble, still staring blankly out of my window. I am actually happy that I am, I've just been feeling extremely sad since the break up two weeks ago.

"Listen sweetheart." My dad begins, he sounds like he's about to drop the biggest dad advice of 2015. I turn to face him.

"I know you are sad about this breakup. I understand. But you have to try and move on." He tells me. I sigh, if only it were that easy.

"You are better off without an asshole like him. Loosen up, get drunk, have sex, whatever you teenagers do these days." He says, laughing a little at the end. I blush.

"Stop dad." I laugh, he laughs as well and turns up the radio.

At leased someone still loves me.

-

"PAISLEY!" I hear a womanly voice call from behind me. I smile and turn around, recognizing that voice. I see Jocelyn come running towards me and I drop my bags and run to her as well.

We collide in a hug, nearly knocking the wind out of each other in the process. I hold her tightly.

"I missed you Josie." I say, using my nickname for her.

"I missed you too Leigh-Leigh." She says, using her own nickname for me. She thought it was hilarious that my name was Paisley Leigh. So now she calls me Leigh-Leigh.

We pull away, I say goodbye to my father, and the. she shows me to our room. Everything is already set up the way I like it, since Jocelyn and me have so much in common. There is band posters everywhere, all the furniture is black, and the closet is full of clothes that we will obviously be sharing. It looks basically like a teenagers favourite tumblr page.

I put my bags down and look around. "Looks amazing Josie." I compliment, I throw my jacket across the room onto my bed and plop down on it.

Maybe this won't be so bad.

Luke's pov

"Wait you're serious?" Michael screams, pulling on the sleeve of my sweater roughly.

"Yeah, I guess." I sigh, still angry at myself for every single mistake I've ever made. If Paisley would unblock me, I could explain everything to her.

"Great!" He yells, seconds later, Ashton and Calum emerge from behind a wall, each wearing a sweater that says '5 Seconds Of Summer'.

"Surprise." Ashton smirks, holding out a pair of drumsticks, Calum with his bass. "You guys are in, too?" I ask, clearly confused. They nod and I look at Michael. That little dick planned all this.

"We have a band." Ashton cheers, followed soon by the rest of us cheering. I follow them to the garage of Calum's house. In there I spot a drum kit, a microphone, and two guitars.

"Woah, where did you get all of this?" I gape, examining the beautiful instruments. I've never seen so many that I could actually touch in my life.

"We saved up." Calum shrugs. "Ready to give it a go?" He asks, poking my arm. I nod uneasily. I've never really sang in front of crowds. The most I ever have sang in front of was five, and three of them fell asleep. Yes, I still remember that day, even though I was loaded out of my mind, I still remember every part of it. Especially Paisley. We begin the song and play it pretty well for a first time.

Five minutes later, we are all out of breath and pumped up. "That sounded awesome guys, wanna take a video of the next one?" Ashton asks, pulling out his phone and setting it up against a chair.

"Why not?" Michael shrugs, Calum and I nod again.

"American idiot?" Calum asks us before Ashton starts the video. We all nod furiously and then Ashton finally hits the recording button.

"Hi, we're 5 seconds of summer and this is our cover of 'American Idiot' by Green Day." Ashton speaks, he goes and sits down and motions for us to face him.

"Michael, then Luke, then Michael, then Calum." He tells us in a hushed tone. We nod and then begin, we all know he was talking about the singing.

"Don't wanna be an American idiot!" Michael begins, he sounds awesome, I think we all do to be honest. Maybe if someone likes us enough, we can go somewhere with this.

Then, I can finally talk to Paisley and explain what a mistake I have made.

(A/N)

That's it. That is the end of 'The Boy In The Back'. Thank you all for reading, I appreciate it very much.

A special thanks to Hemmotran , coolrobot4102 anikahayze , hairdye-muke , Rosie200313 , WrongBandNiall   And damnitlukee
for reading, commenting, and voting for my story.

Now I'm getting hella emotional because this book is done. But the sequel will be up within the next two weeks so I'm pretty pumped for that.

It will be called.... *drum roll*

'The Girl In The Front'

And it will be mainly in Luke's pov this time, so it's kind of reversed.

Thank you all, bless your souls. I love you.

-Caitllin