Luke: depression

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For: katoah
I love this one so so much!!!!

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Luke sat alone in his room, the door locked and a cool piece of sharp metal in his hand. He had dismantled one of his razors and taken the blades.

He took the blade and placed it on his forearm, swiping it across the pale skin, and then wiping up the blood. Luke repeated this action a few more times.
He then bandaged up his arm and threw on an oversized hoodie.

Luke sat on his bed with his headphones in, he used music to block out the world that was tearing him apart. He felt like a deep pit was inside him, and he was falling deeper into it.

~later in the week~

Ashton had noticed Luke was gone in his room a lot. The other boys had too. Michael, being the kindhearted soul he is, decided to go and check up on him.

As he approached the room he heard music blaring and sighed, unsure of what was going on. He opened the unlocked door and walked in.

He saw Luke sitting on his bed in a mess of tears. He covered his mouth and rushed to Luke, pulling the small boy into a hug.

"Lukey? What's the matter? Why are you crying?" He asked worriedly and that worry turned to fear as Luke looked up at him with trembling lips.

"I-I've done something bad to myself Mikey...it hurts me..." He whimpered and broke down into sobs. (Ya know, those hiccuping, shaking sobs)

It broke Michael's heart.

He knew what Luke meant, he spoke with a broken voice.

"Luke? Why would you cut yourself? You're too perfect to do that." He whispered and held Luke tightly.

"I don't know...c-can we call to Ashton and Calum?" He whimpered and Michel nodded, texting the boys to come up.

They discussed the depression and decided the best treatment for it was lots of cuddles and movies. They laid in a bed with Luke for the whole afternoon and even ended up sleeping in there.

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I hope you enjoy!!

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