1D & 5sos One Shots

Kissing The Scars Away [Cake]

I'm updating bc 2am and insomnia and no life.

Prompt~ Calum is extremely suicidal. Luke comes to his aid right when he needs it.

~~CONTAINS SELF HARM~~

Kissing the Scars Away[Cake]

Luke had noticed that Calum wasn't the same. Whenever they filmed Keek's, he was never a part of them. Their interviews consisted of Ashton doing most of the talking since Calum never did. At concerts, he didn't have a single facial expression and never seemed to enjoy himself.

But what was wrong? ~lol idk~

Luke was in their living room, alone, since Calum was upstairs. Ashton and Michael were out doing some grocery shopping, because someone needed to do it, and Calum refused to go.

"Calum?" Luke asked, slowly going up the stairs to see where he had went. "Cal, where are you?"

Luke didn't hear any answers, so he checked his bedroom in case he was asleep. But Calum was definitely not in his bed.

Luke came across the bathroom door. It was shut with the light on. He knocked on the door and asked, "Calum?"

He slowly pushed open the door, and felt sick at the sight he saw. Calum was seated on the toilet seat, razor in hand, making slices across his arm.

"Calum!" Luke gasped, running over to the older boy and grabbing the blood covered razor. He tossed it on the counter and grabbed a towel, pressing it to Calum's arm.

Calum let out a yell of pain when Luke compressed his arm, but it felt good to have some more pain.

"Calum, what are you doing?" Like asked desperately, tears beginning to form in his eyes.

Calum laughed sadistically, "What does it look like I'm doing, Luke."

"Cal," he breathed, seated on his knees in front of Calum. "Why?"

"Luke," Calum shook his head, "I-I just...I can't handle life."

"Yes you can, you don't have to do this," Luke pleaded.

"No, Luke. I don't think you get it,"

"What?"

"I want to die," Calum smiled in a sick way, leaning back against the toilet. "It's a much easier place to be, you know, heaven."

"No Calum, you're staying right here on this planet, and you're staying here until you're old, and you're gray, and you have grand kids, and- and you can't- just no!" Luke exclaimed, tears dripping down his cheeks.

"But there's so much pressure," Calum breathed, slumping his shoulders.

"I can help you, baby," Luke caressed Calum's face, accidentally smearing some of his blood on his cheek. "Please, you have to stop,"

"I- I can't,"

"How long has this been going on?" Luke took Calum's wrists in his hands.

Calum shrugged, "Couple months."

"You can quit, okay?"

He shook his head, "Not without something to push me, something to strive for."

Luke leaned a little closer, "How's this?"

Luke closed the gap between their lips, as he softly kept his own against Calum's. Their kiss didn't last long, but it was enough.

"Please stop doing this to yourself," Luke nodded towards Calum's wrists once he pulled away.

Calum was open mouthed, his mind racing. Luke just kissed him. Luke. He had been secretly crushing on Luke for a while...