Amnesia - His P.O.V

                                    

                                          
Ashton:
                          
The Pictures that you sent me they're still living in my phone
                          
I admit I like to see them, I admit I feel alone
                          
And all my friends keep asking why I'm not around
                          
 It hurts to know you're happy, yeah, it hurts that you've moved on
                          
It's hard to hear your name when I haven't seen you in so long
                          
" I don't know what's going on mate; he's been skipping rehearsals for the past I don't know 2-3 weeks or so. It's crazy he hasn't been answering his phone either." "Haven't he contacted Liz or anything?" The sound of Michael's voice appeared in the other end of Calum's phone making him scratch his jaw in thought. " I'm not sure, he probably has but I'm almost at his apartment now, gonna go check on if he's alright." Calum said as he turned at the corner on the street now seeing Ashton's flat in view. He went up the stairs not really caring if Ash was awake or not as he found Ash's spare key in the pot plant before locking the door open, walking in. The smell of sweat and lack of ventilation hit Cal's nose as he came in through the entrance, the sight not very pleasant. Dishes were scattered around everywhere in the kitchen, clothes thrown everywhere, empty pizza boxes and blankets. "Ash?" Calum yelled unsure taking his jacket off as he walked into the living room. "Ash?" He repeated once more walking closer to the couch seeing Ashton scattered on the couch, face down without a t shirt. "Hey.. Mate." Calum said unsure patting Ashton's back in an action to get him awake. Several annoying pokes woke me up from my slumber. "What the hell." I mumbled rolling onto my side letting my nose nuzzle into the couch cushion. "Ashton what the fuck has been going on?" Calum asked me but I was too determined to answer. Calum gave my legs a small push, urging me to remove them so he could take a seat next to me. Groaning lightly I obliged and he mate himself comfortable as he sat down. "You haven't been at rehearses for what feels like years." Cal started on making me turn my body 90 degrees so my back was facing the couch, now letting me get eye contact with Calum. "Who even counts anymore?" I asked not really wanting to know an answer, avoiding Calum's pleading eyes. "We do! We're in the freaking same band. You're our drummer. Why in the world would we stop caring about you?" Calum asked almost frustrated making a lump start to form in my lump. I shrugged my shoulders not knowing how to answer. "Mate something terrible has happened. Care to tell me why?" Calum's brown eyes stared in a pleading into mine and I looked confused around, doubting whether to split out anything out loud or just zip. So I did. When I didn't say anything Calum let out yet another frustrated groan, the both of us now sitting dead quiet in my living room. A sudden message from Twitter caught both Calum's and my eyes when my phone lit up with the message, Y/N and I clear in the background of the phone screen. "What the." Calum mumbled before both of us were reaching out for the phone, him getting it first. He stared at the screen for a few seconds before looking at me in pure awe and sadness and I avoided his almost judging eyes. "You still.." He asked quietly and I only nodded fiddling with the wristband on my right hand. "So this is why.." He mumbled eyeing my not so pretty flat and I nodded my head again, swallowing the lump. "Mate I'm so sorry." Calum said patting my shoulder again, but with more care this time. "It's ok I guess.. It takes time." I confessed letting out a depressed sigh. "Man, how about I go find some pizza and then we'll watch a comedy movie or such thing as that, how does that sound?" Calum suggested and I shrugged my shoulders before giving him a reassuring smile nodding my head. "Good." The joy on Calum's face made mine light up more than it had for days. Calum lifted himself from the couch before grabbing his jacket again. "Uhm Calum.." I said leaning his chin against the couch cushion. "Yea." He answered turning around looking at me. "Have you uhm.. I mean.. Have you talked to her?" I stammered between the words, letting out a goddammit at last because of my misery, not even daring to say her name, the feeling still giving me butterflies in my stomach but pain in my chest. Calum hesitated for a second, almost avoiding my eyes before he let out a small nod. "Or more likely Luke. He ran into her on the street. She's good. Very good. He said he hadn't seen her smile so much in weeks." Cal almost mumbled and I just nodded my head at his words sinking further and further down into the couch almost like I'm slipping away. "See ya in a few." Cal said before he went out of the door heading for the pizza. I looked once more at the phone on my coffee table before grabbing it and unlocking it. Another rack of pain appeared in my chest as I admired Y/N smile, tracing out her form with my thumb.