Hold on to me - Leonardo dicaprio

'wait, where's Leo?'

(TW: SH)
Word count:1540

Leo's asleep... he's lying on my chest, he's actually lying on my chest! How good can this night get...well apart from what I found out earlier.

I'm a little sleepy, I don't really feel like sleeping though. I just want to look at him...

No,no I'm not a creep. It's just he's, he's perfect.

It's almost 3am and I'm gunna actually try and get some sleep.
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I wake up in the middle of the night.

W-what time is it?

4:45...shit, I really didn't get any sleep.

Wait, where's Leo?

I can hear soft sobbing coming from the bathroom, oh no.

"Leo?" I whisper creaking the bathroom door open a little. My face turns cold and goosebumps fill my body as I see the object Leo is holding. I'm not sure if he notices me and heard me call his name. Nope he doesn't seem to notice I'm here. He picks up the clean silver blade and carves it into his skin, he does it repeatedly, about five times before he falls to the cold hard floor. I completely freeze still and tears start to fill my eyes as I watch the boy holding his wrist, puddles of blood flooding the floor.
I approach him so fast I almost fall.

"Leo?! I... Leo don't move. I'll, I'll be right back."
I rush into Leo's bedroom, wasting no time to try and find his phone to call his mom...his mom. Shit.
Where the fuck is it?!

I pull the covers up from the messed up bed and find it under his pillow. Got it. Fuck! I don't know his password... "call mom." I speak into Leo's phone, my hands starting to shake. "Calling mom." Leo's phone repeats.

"Leo why are you calling me? I'm at work doing a late shift, I told you I'll be back as soon as I can."

"I'm so sorry for calling you Irmelin, I really am but I'm Leo's friend. H-he's on the bathroom fl-floor."

The tears in my eyes ran faster down my face than ever, to say I have seen something like this I'm not taking it too well. I have no clue what to do about it. But most importantly it's Leo I'm worried about, his feelings and the things he's keeping away, bottled up. I know it's no good, from personal experience.

"What do you mean? On the bathroom floor?

"H-he's bleeding, bleeding a whole lot. He um, he cuts himself. I don't know how long for or when he first started I mean I only found out earlier today and I didn't know if you knew or not. I really wasn't expecting to Witness this, what shall I do?"

"Just call an ambulance and stay calm, I'll be there in five minutes. After all of this I assure you I'll tell you everything."

"O-okay."

I end the phone, struggling due to my uncontrollable shaking hands. I call the ambulance and tell them to hurry. I throw Leo's phone back on his bed and run back to the bathroom where I left him.

He looks up from the floor into my eyes, tears flowing from his face. He's crying yet showing me no emotion, no emotion at all. Just a blank scared face. When I see him look down at his left wrist, my tears start getting out of hand. Never in my life have I ever cried as much seeing his pain.