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

14: I know.

14: I know.

*Ashtons POV*

Oh god this is it. I have decided to see what Lukes opinion is of... Me and Becca. I am physically shaking. I don't think I can put my plan into action if i'm not even allowed to get close to her. I walk into the upstairs lounge where Luke is sitting alone.

"Luke can I err... have a word?" I stumble over my words and it comes out barely audible.

*Beccas POV*

Leo is....recovering. It was yesterday when we last saw him and today we are meant to be going to Birmingham but we aren't sure if Leo can come with us.

I decide to go on my laptop to pass the time and I log into Twitter as I haven't been on there since like...forever.

As soon as I log in I find myself to have about 5000 DM's and about 20,000 mentions. Oh well I am after all the sister of one of the members in a famous band.

I scroll through in horror at some of the things that are being said to me.

I thought I could finally get away from the bullying, but I was wrong, it will follow me all my life and it is only getting worse.

Tears slide down my cheeks as I keep scrolling through the tweets, I can't help myself. I have always wanted to be one of those people who doesn't care about what people think of them but I just... I don't think I am.

One particular tweet catches my eye. Its unlike the others who have no reason behind them:

@AshtonsGirl5SOS: Keep your filthy whore hands of my man you disgusting prostitute. You are just going to hurt everyone, just like your father did. Go kill yourself, you would be doing everyone else a favour

It hurts me. More than the others do. Its because its true. I try to tell myself that shes just jealous that i'm best friends with Ashton but I have already hurt so many people that it can't be the truth. I wonder how she actually found out about my Dad?

Tears tumble down my face like a waterfall. I get up to leave to clean myself up in the bathroom. I stop just round the corner from the upstairs lounge -you have to pass through to get to the loo- because I hear voices.

*Lukes POV*

"Luke can I err... have a word" I turn to see Ashton standing next to the sofa looking incredibly nervous.

"Yeah sure" I answer even though I have a pretty good idea what he is talking about.

"Its uhh...it's Becca" I let out a smirk.

"Thought it might be"

Ashtons mouth forms an O.

"How did you...?" Ashton doesn't finish the question.

"Ash mate it's obvious that you each like the other just not to you two" I state.

"Oh...well I was wondering-" Ashton begins but I interrupt.

"Look Ash honestly don't ask me, ask her. I promised myself that I would never get involved with her social life unless she wants me too because to us I am not her carer, I am her brother and if we still had parents then I wouldn't have got involved so why should I now? But I warn you. She rarely lets anyone in" I finish. Ashton nods in response. He stares out the window into space.

"Thanks" He whispers not removing his gaze from the pane of blacked out glass.

"Are you OK?" I ask getting worried about the space gazing which reminds me of...Leo.