More Than This //Luke Hemmings (Wattys 2016) **Editing**

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Trigger Warning!!!!!!
One Month Later......

"Lukey!" I yelled. He was downstairs playing video games with Calum but, I need Luke since he was tall. We leave tomorrow to go on tour. The boys are on tour with One Direction again so, I'm gonna meet them!!! I'll probably die.

Luke comes in. "What do you need?" He asks sassy like.

"Well Mr. sass-pants I need you to reach me down my Polaroid camera please and thank you." I say. That's one thing I'm guilty for.... Taking pictures with my Polaroid.

Things have gotten better since last month but, I kinda had a few incidents.

3 Weeks Ago......

I grabbed a razor from my bathroom. I can't live no more with Luke not wanting to be with me and things being awkward for everyone. It would be better if I just died! I ruin everyone's lives.

I ran the razor over my wrist 3 times in 3 different spots. It hurt but felt so good at the same time.

A knock came from the door so I quickly cleaned up the cuts and pulled some bracelets over them. I opened the door to find Luke.

"Hi..." I say awkwardly. I'm hoping he won't ask what I was doing since I'm a terrible liar.

"Hadley, please tell me you didn't do anything bad. I know you cut but you only do it when your stressed. Please tell me you didn't cut." I bit my lip. He can see right threw me.

He grabs my hand and drags me downstairs where Calum is sitting on the coch. Luke makes me sit beside Cal and he sits on my other side. He silently and quickly removes my bracelets to reveal what just happened.

"Hadley!" Calum yells. I wince at the loud noise and the pain in my arm.

"Hadley, give me all your razors and for the next 3 weeks you're going to therapy!" Calum tells me and I groan.

Present

I've been going to therapy literally everyday! My therapist says I'm getting better. I guess I am but I'm not sure.

I hug Luke before he goes.

"Hadley please don't for this." He pleads. I pull back and go on my tippy-toes. I press my lips to his.

He pulls away. "Hadley, we can't." Luke says. I roll my eyes before kissing his cheek.

"What are we Luke?" I ask him confused on everything going on in both of our lives.

"Were best friends with benefits." Yeah right. If we were best friends with benefits we would have had sex by now! Luckily I didn't say that out loud.

"No we're not. I will not be 'best friends with benefits' we are either best friends or girlfriend and boyfriend!" I say sternly.

"Then were only best friends until both of our lives go back to normal!" He says before leaving. Why is he so complicated?

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Guys, If any of you have depression or do self harm please talk to someone. Online, a friend it even try to talk to a parent or maybe a sibling.

You need to tell someone.

But please tell someone. If you need anyone to talk to come talk to me and I will listen.

Today I'm not asking you to like or comment. I just want you to talk to someone.