Luke- "is it even worth the effort Luke?"
Pain spread across Luke's face faster than a lightning bolt. You could feel your heart dropping but you'd been hurt too much by him. He never put the effort into this relationship, he never texted, called and always stood you up on dates. He had done this more than enough times for you to feel as if he doesn't love you anymore. You barely ever believed his compliments or when he told you he loves you.
"We can make it work baby."
Luke's large hands reach out for your own as you shake your head and back away towards the front door. Luke's breathing became uneven and you could hear him trying to hold the sobs back.
"If you walk out that door I will spend everyday texting, calling and trying to find out where you are. Y/n you are my world, if I lose you I know for certain I'll lose myself. We have to make this work baby."
You had to fight your own tears back, letting your hand fall from the door handle you'd apparently gripped. You launched yourself into Luke's loving arms and realised this is your life. Luke is your life.Michael- "you never make time for me! You're either out with the band or playing that stupid Xbox of yours! You're a grown man Michael, not a fucking teenage boy! It's time you sort out your priorities and get your life together. Because I am one more pizza box away from leaving your ass."
Your voice cracked and you heaved heavily, your whole body enveloped in rage and pain. You truly did love Michael, but he treated you like his maid and you were fed up.
Michael barely ever socialised anymore, he barley left his room and it scared you. Even the rest of the band were concerned for his health. Your eyes watched his body totally change.
Michael's whole posture slumped, his head tilted towards the floor, his hands rubbing his eyes in circular motions.
You shook your head in disappointment as you were left silenced. You walked towards the front door but stopped to a holt when you heard sobbing.
"You can't leave me darling, please don't leave me. I'm nothing without you, I can change my attitude, I'll do anything for you to stay. Please."
You let out a few tears yourself as you embraced a slumped Mike in your arms and kissed his chest.
"I'll stay Mike."Calum- Calum and I sat on couches opposite of each other in silence, the only noise in the room are Calum's quiet sniffles.
"How am I supposed to help you if you won't talk to me Calum? You know I'd ditch anything to help you. Everyone knows that, everyone accept you. Keeping to yourself isn't helping anyone, just talk to me."
Calum's sniffling decreased slightly and he scoffed.
"You wouldn't be able to help me y/n, you'd only make things worse."
You frowned at his words, taking offence and rolling your eyes as you lifted yourself off of the couch and towards the front door. Calum's eyes followed your every movement and dived off of the couch when you were about to leave. He collapsed to the floor and held your legs in a death grip. You tried to budge but looked at Calum to hear his full blown sobs.
"I never meant a word, I know you can help and that's what scares me. I was in a bad place before I met you, hell now I'm dependant on you as if my life depends on it."
You ran your fingers through Calum's dark hair and you sat beside him.
"And I'll be here for you always Calum."Ashton- Ashton had just finished screaming at you again. It was Friday afternoon and Ashton had picked at least 8 fights with you this week. He claimed everything he did badly at was your fault, that you never cleaned properly, that you were a useless cook.
You were an insult away from breaking down, leaving, or both.
Ashton's emotional abuse had gotten the best of you and you were always sad or angry at yourself.
You walked down the hallway, wheeling your suitcase behind you. Your footsteps the only noise in the house sounding like thunder.
Ashton propped around the corner with an apologetic look in his eyes, which instantly turned to panic when he saw your suitcase. He was about to speak when you put your hand up, silencing him.
"I can't take anymore Ashton, all these things you've insulted me about have made a negative impact on my health. So I think it's best if I'm not around you anymore, it's the best for both of us."
Your quiet voice seemed to break Ashton into tears.
"You're the best for me y/n."
His voice no louder than a whisper. You could only shake your head and sighed.
"If you tell me what's wrong with you then I'll stay, maybe work something out.."
Your voice trailed off and Ashton took a step closer.
"The band nearly broke up, there was this huge argument and we haven't spoken all week. I'm so so.."
Ashton cut himself off with his own sob. I rested my forehead on his before kissing his chapped lips.
"Just talk to me honey."A/N; wow I have bad Ashton feels now omfg 😳
Hope you guys like this one, I enjoyed writing it, and I kinda thought it was cute.
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أدب الهواةJust some shitty preferences written by a 16 year old fan-girl with a wild imagination.