Star In The Shadow // CTH [Editing process]

VI

My chest starts to hurt as I'm waking up. It feels like I have a 50 pound weight over me. But it feels like it is increasing. It feels too heavy right now, and I can barely breathe. Wait... Why can I barely breathe? I open my eyes quickly, mainly because of the pain, but also because I can't breathe at all.

"Get off!" I mumble since I can't breathe and it just hurts.

"Ashton! We need you for this! C'mon mate!" Says Michael, who is lying on top of me.

"Please no... *groan*" No way that Ashton joined this game.

"Guys... I think he's dead..." Says Luke, which is on top of Michael.

I feel a relief go through my body as they finally get up from my bed, well Luke and mine.

"I'm not dead morons... But I could've been." I say as I get up from bed trying to catch my breath.

"Hey, it was Luke's idea..." Says Michael pointing at Luke.

"Nope, it was him." Says Luke pointing at Michael, trying not to get in trouble.

"Never mind. You all participated..." I say as I leave to the bathroom.

"You're going right?" Asks Ash as he leans on the bathroom's door frame.

"Full question..." I say with my mouth full of toothpaste.

"To that thing you got invited..." He says crossing his arms on his chest.

"Maybe..." I say as I finish brushing my teeth and proceed to wash my face.

"Are you ok?" He asks as he looks at me with a preoccupied face.

"Yeah, why do you ask?" I ask as I sit on the bed.

"Well yesterday you came in and you smelled a lot like cigarettes... I mean we know you smoke, but lately you've been doing it more..." He says with a concerned/mad look on his face.

"I'm sorry ok, I wanted a little time off. That's it..." I say as I rest my arms on my knees.

"*sight* Just know that we're really worried about you, and we want you to be ok." He says as he places his left hand on my right shoulder.

"I know..." I say as he gets up and opens the door to leave the room.

"You coming?" He asks as he turns to look at me. I can clearly hear Mikey and Luke screaming lyrics on the hall.

"I'll stay here for a few minutes..." I say as I look at my friend, he nods, and leaves me inside the room with a complete silence.

I know I shouldn't smoke. I know the consequences. It could ruin my whole career, but I just can't stop. It's not that I smoke one everyday, but sometimes I just have to. Specially when I have a lot of things to think about. It helps me relieve stress. I know there's other ways to relieve stress, like exercising, which Ashton does. Or maybe music, which we all do. But at some point I just need that cigarette, I need that contract. I just hope that the people I'll meet today, where I got invited, will help me somehow.

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A/N: Sorry that this was such a short chapter.