Cuts.

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   I woke up to Michael snoring. Calum sleep talking. Ash sleep walking?! Ok then. But no Luke. I heard faint cries from Luke's bathroom. I got off my bed and walked in there. His bathroom door was creaked open. There I find a crying Luke staring at me. I look down. Blood dripping down his wrist. I know that sight. And a razor in his hand. And while I'm standing there staring at him he looks down and keeps cutting.

"NO!" I scream. I tackled him taking the blade out of his hand and flushed it down the toilet.

"Why!?" I said. I cradled Luke like a baby rocking back and forth. By now all the boys were there watching. I was crying too because of my wrist.

"Luke look at me." I said lifting his chin with my fingers. He looked at me.

"I'm s-sorry. T-the h-hate was g-getting to m-me." He said crying harder.

"Shh. Luke it's ok. I'm not mad." I said rocking him. (A/N: WOAH! That sounded weird. Sorry!!!😭😂)

"Y-you aren't." He said.

"Of course not. Look." I said. Pulling up my sleeve. Luke looked down shocked. He looked at me. He looked back down and grazed scars with his fingers. I winced. I looked at the other boys. Michael and Ashton crying on each other's shoulders. And no Calum. I kissed Luke's cheek. And went to find Cal. I  went to his room. He was there. Crying. I ran up to him.

"What's wrong?!" I asked.

"Do you like Luke?" He asked

"Yes. But I like you too." I said. With that I kissed me. I didn't kiss back. I was shocked.  I pushed him back and ran to my room. Locked the door. I ran to my bathroom. My razor. My best friend. I cut. Deep. 

One for Michael
One for Luke
One for Calum
One for Ashton
One for the kiss
One for being alive.

6 deep cuts.

A/N: ok guys. Faith is based off of me. I don't cut. I do think about it sometimes. I've done it before.😭

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