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forty - six

When I finally finished getting showered and dressed, with a lot of self convincing, I slumped downstairs to clean up my mess and freshen up the place before going on a walk anywhere.

Sierrah and Luke, to make sure I wouldn't break my promise of a walk, demanded I'd take atleast three pictures on my walk.

They're annoying, sometimes.

A lot, actually.

I groaned as I set eyes on the whole mess I've burried myself in for the last three or four days and I went around and picked things up, throwing them into the garbage bag I brought in with me and threw the blankets in.

Feeling myself get bored half way through, I noticed it was probably way too quiet for my liking.

So I thought of the only solution left, play music.

I put my iPod dock on and played shuffle on it, the first song to play was - embarrasingly enough - What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction.

I chuckled to myself before nodding along to the music and turning it up, just a little lower than full blast.

I couldn't help but sing along quietly to the lyrics and grinning stupidly to myself - maybe this'll be the one time I can be happy.

Carelessly, I went back to jutting around the living room and lazily cleaning up.

At one point, I noticed how dark the whole room was and I cringed. I skipped over to the blinds and yanked them up forcefully - maybe too forcefully, oops - and immediately, I was blinded by the burning sunlight and I made a very Vampire-like hissing noise.

I covered my eyes before I let myself get used to the sunlight and I then uncovered my eyes and just took a minute to examine the view.

And not unil now, did I realize how amazing it was and how lucky I was to have it.

I smiled to myself as I saw all the busy people crowding around the streets of California and saw how many cars wizzed by.

I then took my sight higher and couldn't help but love the sight of all the huge buildings surrounding me, my eyes glistening from the bright sun, and I continued booping my head along to the now changed song that is now Holiday by Green Day.

Drastic change in genre, I thought.

I snapped my eyes away from the large window and then continued to clean and 'refreshen' my apartment.

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Hours later, many song lyrics being sung, much moping and a lot of air freshener spraying later - I now had a now livable apartment.

I sighed lazily and slumped onto my now neatly made couch and tapped my foot as I stared out at the sunset forming amongst the buildings.

I then took a minute to realize that Ashton hadn't come to my apartment all day and I wondered why.

But I shouldn't care anyways, I wouldn't have answered...

Right?

A part of me is just telling me how stupid I am for getting worked up over something so small and stupid, because it wasn't like we were together for a lifetime.

It was replacable. That's how things are gonna be, I guess.

I signed and finally went to get ready for the stupid walk that Sierrah and Luke wanted me to go on, and made sure I had my phone charged.

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Nothing exciting happened on my walk, it was all the same buat streets of Los Angeles that I really shouldn't be wandering around at sun down, but I survived.

I also took three very photogenic pictures of where I was and a selfie so Sierrah and Luke didn't think I got them off of google.

Although that encouraged them so send me exactly 304 selfies and videod of the two pulling silly faces or stupid captions.

There were also a video of Luke twerking to Anaconda and Sierrah laughing hysterically, to which I couldn't help but giggle at too.

Though when I sent a 'aww you two would make such a cute couple' they sent selfies glaring at me and of their middle fingers raised and also a video of Luke saying 'motherfuck you' with a high pitched voice he faked.

But they continued with their spamming anyways.

In fact, from actually concentrating on my phone and the only real bit of happiness I've recieved in the last couple days - It magically took me a lot quicker to get to my front door.

And then because I wasn't paying attention, I nearly fell over someone.

Someone sobbing.

And then I realized that the person sobbing at my front door was Ashton.

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check out my stories 'Remember?' (sad!muke) and 'Insecure' (luke fic/ mute)

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