Don't Do This Ever Again

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.Contains Selfharm

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5sos boys were on tour, but they were really exhausted so they had some days off.

It was Saturday, the first day of holidays that they have been waiting at so long. They didn't even thought in go out. They just stayed in a house that Ashton had bought some months ago in LA, seeing some films and eating popcorns all day.

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'That was the best film I ever saw! - Michael said happily, stretching his legs and yawning.

'It was a little scary, I didn't like it.' - Luke said because he wasn't a fan of scary movies.

'Do you want to watch another movie?' - Ashton asked.

'Nah mate. It's 11pm, and I'm dying here. I seriously need to sleep now.' - Calum said.

'Yeah, I'm re...' - Michael was going to agree with Calum but he end up yawning again.

They all got up from the couch and went upstairs to separated bedrooms.

Ashton sat in his bed and he was really exhausted but he couldn't sleep without checking his phone notifications. Almost all of his notifications were from Twitter, so he started reading some ones.

'You are amazing Ashton'

'Can you please follow me? Please, I love you!'

'Hope you have fun and rest in this days off. I love you never forget that! <3'

'You are my hero! I love you so much!'

He always loved to read all nice and lovely tweets from his fans.

He kept rolling down his notifications, and then he stopped.

'You are a jerk! You can't even sing! Why the hell are you in 5sos?? Seriously, kill yourself!'

'You are so weak! You are a loser!'

'I wished you didn't exist...'

'Your bandmates don't care about you. When are you going to realise that??'

Normally, he ignored all hate. But he had a tear streaming down his face. He kept rolling down seeing more and more hate, and that was driving him insane.

'Go and cut yourself you motherfucker. You are nothing in this world'

'You are nothing in this world'. Ashton started thinking. 'What I'm doing here? Why the hell I exist?'

He looked at his wrists and saw his old scars.

'Go and cut yourself'

His face was all covered in tears. He was being so weak but he couldn't control himself.

He got up throwing his phone on the ground and went to the bathroom that is bedroom had.

He locked the door, and look at himself in the mirror.

He was with dark circles on his eyes and his hair was messed. He looked at the shelf on his left and saw a Gillette. He picked it and smashed it on the wall, breaking the Gillette. Plastic and a razor fell on the ground. He picked the razor and stared at it.