Saving Us || l.h

E L E V E N

Dylan's POV

"I'm here with Dylan Ryan, who requested to talk about Ryan." The lady says, I wasn't bothered to learn her name after what happened yesterday. "Everything he said was a lie, I never cheated on him, I've never cheated in my life on someone. Cheaters are not people I wish to associate myself with and if I ever cheated on Luke I'd never forgive myself. Ryan was the one who cheated on me, which was the cause of our end among other things. He is a liar and a cheater." I explain, my hands shaking slightly.

"He mentioned that you abused him?" I scoffed. I shook my head no. "No. Another lie. He hit me once, and that was the last time I saw him until I went back to New York over Christmas. He tried apologizing but he did way to much harm to me then for me to just forgive him in that instant." "What all did he do?" Oh shit....

"Um, well, his brothers are the reason my brother and dad are dead, they were driving drunk and hit them, and he's one of the reasons I um..." I paused, I wasn't ready to tell the world out loud that I'd actually tried to kill myself. My fans knew they helped me a lot but they didn't know that I'd actually tried to kill myself. Twice.

I looked down, taking a deep breath. "He's one of the reasons when I tried to commit suicide." The room went dead silent, I could feel the judging. I heard Damian say cut the tape and I faintly heard that they went to commercial when I ran from the room. I sat down on the couch in my dressing room, trying to even out my breathing. The door opened and I looked up to see Luke standing there, a smile on his face. I stood up and rushed over, wrapping my arms around him.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong?" He frowns, pulling away to look down at me. "Because that was live they can't edit that out, I'm sorry Dylan." Damian says, walking into the room. "Edit what out?" Luke asks. "The entire world knows I tried to kill myself. I dug myself a hole I couldn't get out of without digging deeper." I say, feeling the tears coming. I heard Luke sigh, his chin resting on my head. "We go on in five Dylan, we can't cancel now." Damian says. "Do Midnight Five have any other songs they can do to go a little longer?" I ask, my voice shaky. He shakes his head, glancing out the door. Ashton, Calum and Michael walked in and I got an idea.

"Can you guys perform a few songs, enough for me to calm down?" I ask. "Yeah, of course." Luke nods. "Thank you." I breathe, laying my head on his chest. "Hey, I love you, okay?" Luke asks. I nod, squeezing my eyes shut. "You should probably go get ready." I say weakly. Ashton walks over with Anna and I give them a small smile. "Can you watch her until Midnight Five get in here?" I nod, taking her hand. "We love you, Dylan." He says, giving me a hug. "Thanks guys." I mumble.

I watch them head out, sitting down on the couch and putting my head in my hands. "What wrong?" I hear Anna ask. "Just sad." I tell her. "I sorry." She says with a frown. She gives me a hug, making me smile. "Thank you Anna." I tell her, kissing her forehead. She smiles at the sight of me smiling. "You're happy again!" She says. "Yeah." I giggle for her sake.

Midnight Five walk in, frowns on their face. "Since when are 5 Seconds of Summer opening?" "Just for tonight, E! News didn't go as planned." I mumble, taking a deep breath. "Oh." "Yeah, can you watch Anna for me, Danny?" I ask, glancing out the door. "Yeah." He nods, giving me a smile. "Thank you." I head out, taking a huge breath.

I headed out onstage when I was ready, staring out at the crowd. The music began and I sung from my heart, forgetting about everything that happened a few minutes ago. By the end of my concert I was considerably happier, but still extremely fragile. I was ending my shows with Sirens nowadays so this would be harder for me.

It went quiet before I started the song, the entire arena quiet. I glanced around me, seeing Luke watching me from backstage. He gave me a smile to which I returned, gripping the mic I faced the crowd again.

"WE LOVE YOU, DYLAN!" Someone from the crowd shouted, making me smile. "I love you too, this is Sirens." I say, hearing The song start.

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I got out of the bed, running my hands over my face. It was three something and I couldn't find sleep. "Dylan?" I turned around to see Luke sitting up in the bed, watching me. "Go back to bed, I'm fine." I tell him, pulling my phone from the charger. He got out of the bed and walked over, sitting next to me. "Do you want to talk about it or just cuddle?" He asks, pulling me onto his lap. "Cuddle." I sigh, laying my head on his shoulder.

His arms slung lazily around me, hugging me tight every so often. This is what I loved about Luke, he worried about me but didn't press for me to talk about it. He just cuddled me when I was upset, waiting for me to tell him why. Sometimes I never told him and he never pressed on, trying to get me to talk. He let me be and just told me he loved me every time.

Sometimes I wondered if I deserved this boy, he's done more than just save me, he's made me who I am today. I loved him to death but he could honestly do so much better. I have days when I am such a bitch to him yet he still finds a way to tell me he loves me when most guys would be miles away from me.

"I love you, Luke." I mumble into his neck. "I love you, too, Dylan." He says, turning his head slightly to place a kiss on my forehead. He hugged me tight, while I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block everything out. "It's okay to cry, Dylan." He says softly. "That's just it, I think I'm all cried out." I scoff, shaking my head. I sat up, but his arms were still around me so I couldn't get too far. He turned me on his lap so I'm facing him.

"What Ryan did was completely wrong, all of it, but it's happened and you can't change that. He was probably trying to get back at you for whatever just because his mind is a sick, twisted place, thinking everything is your fault when it's not. You did nothing wrong, it was all him." He says, kissing the tip of my nose.

"I could have prevented the entire world from finding out I tried to kill myself though." I say, taking a shaky breath. "They probably would have found out eventually, they always seem to find out that stuff. I mean, they know the lengths of our dicks and you know Taylor's blood type, a few probably knew you tried to kill yourself." I nod, a small smile on my lips. "They were wrong on your size, by the way." I mumble, kissing him softly.

I felt his chest rumble with a laugh, his arms pulling me closer to him. "We should go to Los Angeles for a few days after Houston, I have a five day break." He says, looking at me again. "I have a four day break so yeah." I nod. "Let's do that."

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We decided to stay at my brothers mansion, since it had more security than the guys' house. I walked into my room, collapsing on my bed. "So. Fucking. Comfortable." I moan, closing my eyes. "That is one thing I hated about touring, the bus beds and hotel beds." Luke says from behind me, the bed dipping back as he laid down. I turned to face him, studying him.

He had a few days scruff, becoming more and more lazy when it came to shaving now. He fiddled with his lip ring with his teeth, looking down at me. "I haven't been here in months." I say quietly, turning onto my back and staring at the ceiling. Luke straddled me, his elbows rested by my head. I wrap my arms around his neck, bringing his lips down to mine. "We have a few days just to relax." He says before kissing me again. I nod into the kiss. After not being able to kiss him whenever I wanted, this is exactly what I needed.