•Calum's POV•I keep my arms wrapped around the fragile boy in front of me. He needs comfort and I'm going to give him all I can.
How can someone do this to someone so weak and broken? He's like a porcelain glass doll. Fragile.
I head a muffled voice. I look down at Luke. He has his head stuffed in my shoulder.
"What?" I ask softly.
"Thank you." He says, pulling back from me, standing up.
"Where are you going?" I ask, standing up as well.
"I should probably go.." Luke says, head down.
"You're aren't in any condition to go out right now. I'm defiantly not letting you go back home. You can stay here," I explain, "Where would you even go?" I ask.
"..I-I'd find s-somewhere." He says, shakily.
"You and I both know you wouldn't. You're staying here." I confirm and I see Luke nod, slowly.
"Anyways, I have a guest room you can stay in." I say, standing up and leading Luke into the guest room.
"Thanks c-cal." He says softly.
I hum in response and leave the room. I walk back into my room. I sit on my bed, waiting to fall asleep.
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•Luke's POV•
I ran away from my dad. I'm staying a Calum's house. I told him about the abusing. I didn't tell him about Michael and Ashton.
I told him just about everything, besides my school beatings. I don't need to tell him about that. I don't want him to have to live with that on his shoulders.
I already gave him enough of my issues, so that's one I'm going to keep quiet.
I fall onto the bed and curl up in the blankets. I allow my eyes to flutter shut.
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The light shines through the windows. I groan and turn away from it. I look at the bed side table and see the time. 9:27AM.
I sit up, realizing that I'm missing school. I collapse back onto my bed when I feel a sharp pain from my side.
"Damnit." I growl in pain.
I slowly sit up and swing my legs over the bed. I stand up using the bed side table.
I open the bedroom door and limp my way into the living room. There sits a Calum with phone in hand.
"Hi." I whisper.
He turns towards me and nods his head in a response.
"Thank you again for everything." I say softly
"You're welcome Luke."
()()()
I shower and Cal lets me borrow his clothes for the day. He gives me a simple, black T-shirt and a pair of skinny jeans.
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The Broken Ones (Cake FanFiction)
FanfictionTwo broken boys. Two broken stories. -- Or when two broken people meet and their hearts are beyond repair. These two broken boys come together to try and fix each other's broken hearts. •trigger warning•