Dear Michael ; muke (BOOK 2)

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Luke threw the rest of his clothes in the suitcase. He had two boxes with all of his other stuff. He wasn't Angry or sad. He was numb. His emotions were numb. He didn't care about the manager to the band HE started, basically just kicked him out.

"Hey" Calum said leaning against the door frame

"Hi" Luke mumbled not looking at him. He closed the suit case and dragged it to the door. He tried to get past Calum but he blocked him from leaving

"You actually think we are gonna let you pack up and leave the band?" Calum asked glaring at Luke.

"Move Calum I'm leaving" Luke muttered looking at the ground

"No. We called him back. We made a new decision" Calum said sternly. Luke looked up at him with wide eyes

"Calum what did you do?"

"He dropped the band"

"Dammit! Why did you do that?" Luke asked throwing his bag on the floor.

"Because Luke, we choose our friendship over this band any day!"

Luke felt so guilty.. He caused his friends to choose him over their career. Luke frowned slightly

"Don't be upset. This isn't your fault. We could never replace you or Michael. 5 seconds of summer will always be Luke Hemmings, Michael Clifford, Ashton Irwin, and Calum Hood. We can't add some random guys and call us 5 sauce. That's not how that works. So me and Ashton are packing. This weekend we are going back to Australia" Calum said and Luke sighed while setting his suitcase down

"Here" Calum said while holding out his arms. Luke hugged Calum and sighed

"I'm so sorry Calum. For everything"

Dear Michael

Well.. There is no 5 seconds of summer anymore. So we are going back to Australia and leaving our London house...

That means leaving you.

I'm not leaving you

- Luke