Don't leave...We need you (5SOS Ashton Irwin) *COMPLETED, EDITING*

Don't leave...We need you •

*This is my first fanfic so apologies if its crap. Also it includes people that are real and some fictional characters, but the story is completly made up. Please dont steal my plot, i came up with it by myself so come up with your own by yourself. Enjoy*

*Prologue*

Hey! My name is Becca. I am 16 years old and I live in Sydney with my brothers Luke and Leo. Our mum and step dad died last year in a car crash, and we have no other relatives that we know of, I barely remember my dad. Not that i'd ever want to. Being 18 Luke was allowed to step up and become our carer. Not that i really need anyone to look after me. We live in a small 2 bedroomed house and yes we get benefits. I dont really see benefits as a bad thing, even though many others do. My brother does have a part time job but he isn't really ready for full time employment, he's not exactly grown up yet.

My other brother Leo is 3. He is diabetic which can be a challenge sometimes. Neither me nor Luke like injecting his insulin, but it has to be done so we take turns. Leo also has problems with his speech. He can talk but sometimes he uses his own language which only Luke and I understand. Also he won't talk to people he doesn't know as he has a bit of a trust issue. With him not communicating properly and not trusting people, we cannot take him to nursery or get him a babysitter.We have to look after him 24/7. At the moment i am in year 11 finishing my exams.

It may sound awful but Leo doesnt exactly have a bed. He sleeps with either me or Luke, whoever reads him a bedtime story. We tried getting him to sleep in a bed but he just screams for mum all night. For me and Luke this is pure pain knowing we cant make him understand that mum cant come back, that she never will. 7:00 is when Leo sleeps and me and Luke both get to relax. Normally we both just go into the lounge and watch TV but quite often we talk. Me and Luke couldn't be any closer. Before dad... turned evil we werent all that nice to each other, but when he did we each needed one another.

I feel sorry for both my brothers, and well i suppose Luke feels sorry for me. Leo obviously doesn't have a mummy anymore who should've been there for him throughout his childhood while both Luke and i did. And Luke. He has to grow up way faster that an ordinary 18 year old just to keep his family together. He doesn't really have a social life anymore and as a result of this he has not got that many friends. I think what keeps him going are his fans. See he's part of this band called 5 Seconds Of Summer. He's a singer and a guitarist. A good one at that. He is in the band with Ashton (drummer), Calum (bass and singer) and Michael (backing vocals and guitar).

He started making videos on YouTube about a year before mum died then made the band a couple of months after that. Ever since then the band have made a huge following and are getting more and more well known worldwide. He has band practise on Tuesday, Thursday (he doesn't have shifts at subway on thoses days) and whenever he can at the weekend. Lukes band know about our situation and from what I hear they are fine with it and think we are managing well. As you can see Luke has some friends. Unlike me. I used to have 'friends' before mum died but when I built up the courage to tell them about how my little brother is diabetic and then about my Dad they started bullying me. Which lead to more bullying from other people: 'Your fat' 'You should go die' 'what, do you live of off maccas?' Then Mum died and somehow it got out that me and my older brother look after my little brother Leo. The proper bullying started 'are you gonna go and buy a mansion with your benefits money'. I was ok for a while hiding in the loos or standing next to teachers at break and lunch, but then it got worse. 'Your mum is probably happy she died cause she got away from you'. And then 'You are going to spoil your little brothers life what with feeding him with the food you the fattso eats and then what about your other brother Luke? I heard you sleep with him every night. Go die in a hole'. This particular comment turned everything upside down. It was said by Courtney. In infant school we instantly hit it off on our first day and became best buds right until the day I told her about my brothers problems. That was about a week before mum died. Ever since then she became distant, and she was the one who started the bullying. The comment she made was the one that made me give up. It happened about a month ago...

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"You are a fat bitch, go die"

"Go live in a hole"

"No one likes you, you whore" Dont listen, its not true I thought to myself before continuing to walk towards my locker. I was looking around for my keys in my bag when suddenly, bam, i was chucked against the wall of lockers knocking the air out of me. I look up to see my old friend Courtney with her crowd behind her, and behind them was an audience of around 50 others. She put her face next to mine:

"You are going to spoil your little brothers life what with feeding him with the food you the fattso eats and then what about your other brother Luke? I heard you sleep with him every night. Go die in a hole". She spat at me before sauntering of with the populars following behind her. I glance up to see all 50 people looking at me. Some looking sorry for me but most happy about the event that had occured. I did all I could. I ran and ran. Away from the school gates all the way to the swing.

The swing is where all my happy memories with my mum are. The swing is a tyre on some rope which is tied to a tree. You can swing from it into the lake right next to it. I sat on the swing gently moving it with my feet back and forth. The memories of the summers with Luke and my mum came flooding back but I immediately blocked them with all the comments that had been said to me these last few months. Maybe I am fat? Maybe I should go and live in a hole and then die there? Maybe I do eat too much maccas? Maybe all these comments aren't from people bullying me, they are just from people telling the truth? I am fat, I should live in a hole, I should die there, I need to eat less maccas, People are trying to help me by telling me the truth. The truth is my mum is proberly in heaven happy to have gotten away from me. The truth is both Luke and Leo would be better without me. The truth is i should find a way out...

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This was when i gave in and believed I should just die. I believed all the stupid comments. I believed all the lies.

Luke found me about half an hour after I first got to the swing. He found me because he knows me better than myself. He asked no questions he just took me home. Ever since then we havent exchanged a word that wasnt about Leo. He was giving me my space. Space that i could do without. Space i would be better without. Because that space left me with my thoughts, with my own lies. With ideas for a way out...