chapter 6

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i woke up to the familiar bitter smell of coffee. 

"good morning beautiful" tom smiled as he handed me a cup. the cold cup managed to calm me down, thats another thing about me, i can not drink hot coffee. 

"we have school today, and i already drove to your house and got your uniform" he said as i took a sip of coffee, the cold bitter drink slipped down my throat. 

i walked into toms bathroom and had a shower, everything that happened last night  was a blur. i remove the bandage and stare and my newly formed scars. i had a quick, warm shower, got changed and pulled my hair back into a messy bun. i stare at myself in the mirror, i have massive dark circles under my eyes, my skin is pale, and my eyes ,normally a dull grey blue, where turned bright blue and blood shot, it was obvious i was crying. 

I walk out of the bathroom and see, tom sitting on his bed, applying an assortment of products onto his hair and body. 

"alex, honey, you look horrible" he says smiling 

"wow thanks for the confidence boost" i say, trying the best i can not to sound broken.

"well im just about finished, ready to go?" he offers me his arm and we walk out of his house. 

when we get to school i am greeted by a smiling calum, an obviously exhausted and worried looking luke, and the same grumpy michael. luke wraps his arms around me the moment he sees me. 

"where did you go after the show, i was looking for you everywhere"  he shakes "i tried calling you but you didnt answer, you where beginning to make me worried"

"sorry" i mumbled.

"she was feeling sick" tom interrupted "so she came over mine, she must have left her phone at home" 

luke unwrapped his arms from around my fragile frame, and half slaps toms shoulder

"thanks mate" he smiles 

most of the day was a blur, i couldnt focus on work or learning, my thumb constantly rubbing over my scars. the only class i focused on was music, luke was singing and playing piano. one of the songs i taught him. jasey rae by all time low. calum was playing bass, and my music teacher asked for me to play guitar. im not going to lie, it sounded pretty shit towards the end,. but that class was the only time that day i genuinely smiled.

at the end of the day, i see luke leaning against my locker, his hands in the pocket of his school pants, his dirty blonde hair pushed back off his face with a beanie, beanie luke was my favourite luke. as soon as i arrive at my locker, he takes my books from my hands and placed them in my locker. 

"we're going out for coffee ok?" he says with a smile "my shout" 

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