//That Boy Luke Hemmings\\

Chapter 11

"Hey Sweetie do you wanna go to a party tonight?" Luke says softly as he looks away at his phone only to lock his eyes on mine. "But lukey, it's a school night" I pleaded. "You're such a dork for school." he sighed. He began walking away.

"Wait, who's gonna be there?" Luke comes back as quick as he can. "Uh. I think Cal, Emma, Hailey, Michael, and Ash." he says quickly. Wait. Who was Hailey? "Luke?"
"yes...?"
"who's Hailey...?" he pauses.

"Well...she's my ex girlfriend. You asked me who was going at that's all I know." He sorta sassed back at me. "Now I'm forced to go to make sure she doesn't make any moves on you."

"Be ready be six."

"Why so early?"

"Because I know you want to cuddle for a while" he smirks. And with that response I don't complain.

I took a shower then I went and got dressed. Calum was always in his room. I've heard his guitar lately which was really cool. Michael said he was going to the party, which was surprising because he hasn't been out of his room lately. He only comes out if necessary. Oh I hope he isn't cutting more.

"Luke!" I half whispering and half yell. He comes running in. "W-What?" he says out of breathe. "Is Michael okay?" I whisper

"Oh shit." he comes back from Michael's room.

"What?!"

"M-Michael..."

"What about him?" we both have deep worry in our voices.

"H-He said h-he wanted to leave us, l-like actually." he spits out. We both start tearing up. Luke sits next to me. We are such an emotional train wreck together.

"Tell me the conversation"

"Well. I asked him what he has been doing in his room. He only s-shrugged and he pulled u-up his sleeve *sniffle* and he showed me the fresh scars that h-he had just cut." he takes a small breathe.

"And...?" I questioned.

"H-he said he hated everybody a-And he said that he wanted to d-die." he finishes. We just cuddle there in each other's presences. I got up excusing myself (proper lady way, duh)

I creeped towards Michaels room. I only saw him staring straight at his ceiling, laying down on his back. I just watched him to see if he would do anything. But he didn't. He only stared at the ceilingor his light on his ceiling. He was blinking rarely, he didn't notice me. I just pushed myself onto the wall so I was leaning on it. I slid down so I was sitting on the floor. I buried my face in my hands. I sniffled a few times before I began to sob

Why did I do this? I made Mikey the way he is. I'm so stupid. I should just leave. I'm sorry I even came here. Why am I such a screw up? The only person that really cares for me is Luke. Can't Michael just be happy can't everybody be happy? I really wish that we could all be the family we once were.

I began sobbing more because of my thoughts. Why did I have do this to myself?

~Michael POV~

I stared at my ceiling as I did everyday for the past week or so. Nobody noticed my presence except for a few times where Calum would do a little wave at me or something. Luke was always acknowledged by Brooke, yet I'm here alone. I wished all these things didn't happen sometimes.

I wish I was never here. I wish Luke was miserable. I wish everyone was just a miserable as me, I know that sounds selfish. I wish Ashton didn't move out. I wish I didn't have to be like this. I wish too many things.

With that thought I heard a faint thud near my wall. I didn't know what it was. I sat up to look around. I saw nothing. The nothing I wanted it to be. The nothing I've always dreamt of. I laid back down and thought of the noise as nothing. Back to the ceiling. Yay.

I was interrupted by light whimpers. Ew was it Luke and Brooke? That thought made me cringe so hard. But now those whimpers kept getting louder. Was it outside my room? Who would be outside my room? The only person who could make that high voice is Brooke.

I quietly snuck outside my door only to see Brooke on the ground with tears coming out rapidly. I got down on my knees to comfort her. I didn't want too, I needed too. I needed for her to know that I care for her.

She looks up at me while I get down. She had no point in crying... Did she? "W-What?" she looks confused as I attempt to comfort her. Let's just say that I'm not the best at comforting okay? "What happened?" I say in the most concerning voice because she really had no reason for being like this...

"Mikey, I made you the way you are and you don't deserve one fucking bit of it. I hate myself for it. It was a m-mistake for coming here. I made myself ter-terrible. I'm done being so stupid with my choices. I'm just feeling sad Mikey. Can't we be the people we once were? For once?" I can feel the sorrow bouncing off of her.

"B-Brooke. I don't know okay? I don't hate anybody I swear. I've self harmed for a couple years. Its not your fault. I promise. We love you here. And yes I deserve every little bit of it." I.give her a reassuring smile to show that everything will be okay. I really wish she was not like this. She looks at me until I finish my sentences. She looks back down at the floor and shakes her head and I hear a few sniffles come from her. I rub her back while I lean against the wall next to her.

We sat there for a few minutes.....now 10..... Now I think it was 20 minutes by now. We were just sitting there in the hallway outside of my room. Luke had just came out of the shower. He was already dressed with his hair wet, of course. It was quite the scene when he saw her like this. He had the towel around his neck and once he saw us he threw the towel to who knows where and ran to us and slid next to Brooke.

"What the hell happened?!" I'm gone for 30 minutes and you end up a wreck?!" he said quite harshly and we both understand why. "I don't want to talk about it right now" Brooke got up and stormed off into my room. Why my room?

Luke was like a confused penguin. He scooted next to me only to make me sigh. Great. Luke. The only person I wanted to see. [Note the sarcasm]
"What's wrong with brooke?" he asks. "She said she didn't want to talk about it" I scoff back. "Mikey, I'm dead serious." he says "she said that she felt like coming here was a mistake because she hated that she made me be the way I am, which isn't true. And she wanted us to be the same we were when she first moved in...." I calmly say. "What?! I wish we could be the same but Ashton isn't here, you never come out of your room, neither does Calum. I feel like I'm the only one who's keeping us together!!!" He slightly rages. "Remember the party is in three hours" He reminds me and storms off into my room where Brooke was.

~Brooke POV~
I saw Luke approach me angrily. Why was he mad? He had no reason to be. I sat on Michaels bed as Luke awkwardly sat next to me without saying a word. We sat in silence

"Baby, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything. I wish we could be the way we were; all happy." he sighs. My eyes slightly sore from all the tears that had came out earlier. Why did I have to be so emotional? I shrugged towards Luke. He grabs my hand.

"Rememeber the party is in a three hours. Be ready sweetie" he walks away letting our hands let go of each other. I'm sure Luke is going to go get ready. I just sit there alone. Alone in a room. Michaels room.

Michael soon came back in Sat next to me on the opposite side Luke was sitting on a few minutes ago. "A-are you going to the party?" I whisper only quietly so Michael can hear. "Only if you are.." "fine I'll go.." I say "I'm gonna be a wall flower though..."

"I'll be one with you" I give him a smile. I move my mouth in a movement saying 'thank you' towards Michael as he looks at me. I bring him into a tight hug. I love life I just wished people dont what they do sometimes...