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

10: Not worth it.

 10: Not worth it.

*Lukes POV*

Becca has spoken to no-one for 13 days now. Ever since Ashton talked to her she hasn't said a word. Also she is getting really skinny and I haven't actually seen her eat in a while. I don't know what Ashton has said that has upset her so much, but I am gonna confront him about it soon, probably kill him at the same time. I am getting really worried about her. I thought it would help bringing her on tour. We are after all taking her away from all of the bullying, that was what was making her sad, wasn't it?

*Ashtons POV*

Becca's worse. Oh god shes so much worse. She never speaks or eats or does anything. Full stop. I know I said I was going to help her, but I don't know how. I tried to erase her lies by telling her the truth but she just told herself that I was the one lying, so that plan backfired. I honestly am going to help her as soon as I find out how, which is hard when we are always busy and she always has herself locked away. The first thing I am going to do is make her start eating and I am going to try and make her feel loved. Don't ask how, I just am.

***********************Time Skip*********************************************

I pick up my phone from the ledge next to me. 2:56am. I groan. Why the hell do I need a drink at this stupid time in the morning? I pull myself out of bed. Shuddering in the cold and cursing myself for not buying some pyjamas.

I walk down the stairs of the stationary bus and through the dining area into the kitchen. I grab myself a bottle of water from the fridge before heading upstairs back to the bunks. I walk past Calums bunk chuckling at his snores and groans. I walk further towards my bunk before stopping to listen to the noise coming from my left.

Theres a series of snuffles before the person starts to quitely sob. Wait thats not...it's not...it can't be... Becca...can it?

"Becca is that you" I whisper towards the snuffles. The sobbing stops. I decide to chance it and pull back the curtain.

Lying there sobbing is a quivering wreck named Becca. Honestly I didn't know what to do so I did what I thought was right. I placed my bottle on the floor outside her bunk before climbing in behind Becca.

She froze but didn't protest. I shuffled closer pulling the curtain shut behind me before wrapping my arms around her petite waist. I may have only held her once like this before but boy can I tell the difference between the girl who was just perfect and the girl who seemed to be a skeleton.

Becca started sobbing again before wriggling round in my arms and crying into my bare chest. I swear I heard her mumble something. It sounded as if she was thanking me. At least I am doing somethng right. Maybe it is possible to fix her...

*Becca POV*

Its now 2:48 and I can't sleep. We are in Dublin. Its the 6th of March. I am feeling terrible as usual. It is my 4th day of no food and my 13th day of talking to no-one. I feel worse than ever and my head hurts, I feel dizzy and I keep fainting. Honestly I feel like a dead person living. I begin to cry. I cry over what happened with Dad. I cry over the loss of Mum and Steve. I cry over Leos problems and I cry over how much of a pain I am to Luke. I cry about my sad excuse of a life. I cry about wanting to be normal. I cry and cry and cry.

I hear footsteps come towards me. I stop crying not wanting to get caught. As soon as the footsteps fade away, I start sobbing again. I sob so much that I don't realise the person has come back and is standing just outside my bunk when I hear a voice:

"Becca is that you" Someone says. I can't tell who it is because it was only a whisper. I try and calm down and I ignore the voice.

Suddenly the curtains open behind me and someone gets into my bunk. I freeze until I feel someones arms wrap around me. Those arms could only belong to one person...Ashton.