Ashton:
You had recently been diagnosed with schizophrenia, you had been having bad hallucinations. You had been seeing this male demonic figure and it had been attacking you, your episodes were getting worse even with the medication. You were alone in your bedroom when an episode came on, the figure slowly walked towards you "it's all in my head it's all in my head" you said through tears. You squeezed your eyes shut hoping it would go away, you opened one eye and saw a hand coming towards you. "It's all in my head" you yelled "you're not real" you said. Ashton heard you and came into the room and grabbed a hold of you, you screamed and lashed out "get off of me" Ashton backed up a bit "Y/N what's wrong?" You heard his soft voice ask. You opened your eyes and saw him, you wrapped your arms around him "sorry" you said "it's okay but what happened" he asked confused. You cried even more "I'm a freak Ashton, I have schizophrenia I see things that aren't there, I've been trying to hide it. It's been working until now" you said. Ashton held you tight "you're not a freak, I'm going to help you through this" he said kissing your head.
Calum:
You'd been diagnosed with schizophrenia and had medication to take and a therapist to see to try and help you. You kept it a secret because you felt like a freak of nature, plus you didn't want your boyfriend Calum to start treating you differently. You tried to hide your symptoms and made excuses to not do things with him and the guys so you could see your therapist. "Why have you been acting weird lately?" Calum asked, "I'm just a little ill, and homesick" you shrugged. You nodded but he knew something was up. When you were out with your therapist Calum was in the bathroom looking for something when he stumbled across your pills. Once you got home you saw Calum sitting at the dining table with the pills next to him "why didn't you tell me?" He asked. You just burst into tears and ran upstairs, Calum followed you up and saw you laying on the bed crying "what's wrong with me? I'm a freak" you cried. Calum sighed and layed down next to you and wrapped his arm around you. You're not a freak Y/N, I just wished you'd have told me then I could have helped you" he said. You sighed "I thought you'd hate me" you said. "I could never hate you, I love you. And I promise I'm going to be with you through this every step of the way" he said holding you tighter.
Luke:
You had schizophrenia; it was more delusions than hallucinations. When you looked in the mirror you saw yourself, but your reflection didn't move when you did it did what it wanted too. It was like a whole other person, a person telling you that you were; fat, ugly, awful etc and that you should kill yourself. You grabbed your notebook and wrote down different ways to kill yourself. Then you heard Luke's voice and quickly put your notebook in your bag little did you know the corner page had ripped. You went to the pier with Luke, and he wanted a drink, you had some water in your bag so told him to help himself. He opened your bag and grabbed the bottle then noticed a ripped edge of your notebook. He took your notebook without you noticing and opened the page 'a hundred ways to kill' yourself had be ripped away. His blue hues scanned the page "you want to kill someone?" he asked. You turned your head and noticed the notebook and grabbed it "just myself" you said. Luke's face turned into a shocked expression "what why?" he asked "my reflection told me too" you replied. Luke laughed "this is a really bad joke Y/N, what's going on?" he asked. "I have schizophrenia Luke, and you're right it's not a funny joke" you said grabbing you bag and storming off "hey" he said grabbing your arm. "I'm sorry I didn't know, why you didn't tell me?" he said. "Tell you what? That I'm a freak" you said. He kissed your forehead "you're not a freak; you're just dealing with something that a lot of people go through. It's okay I'll be here for you" he said.
Michael:
You'd recently tried to kill yourself because of your schizophrenia you felt like a crazy freak and didn't want to live with the disorder anymore. Michael had found you in the bathroom with blood pouring out of the cuts you'd made. He picked you up and rushed you straight to the hospital. You'd recently woken up and saw Michael sitting there "Michael" you croaked. He sat up straight and grabbed your hand "I thought I lost you" he said with teary eyes, "why did you do it?" he asked. "I'm crazy Michael, a crazy freak" you said. He shook his head "no Y/N you have a disorder you're not crazy" he said. "I'm not crazy?" you asked "no you are just going through something difficult. The doctors are fixing your medication now; it's going to be okay. I'm going to support you through everything I promise. But believe me when I say, you're not crazy" he said. You looked at him "I'm not crazy" you repeated. The doctor came in and explained everything, you were going to be okay but they wanted to keep you in for a couple of days to keep track of your health. "I love you; if you are struggling next time please talk to me. I can't lose you" Michael said. "I promise. I love you too" you said. He kissed your forehead before leaving the room, because all visitors had to leave. "I'll be back tomorrow" he said before the door was closed on him.
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