PLAYLIST ( Muke One Shots )

MERCY

Song : Mercy by Shawn Mendes

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Luke's POV

" WE'RE 5 SECONDS OF SUMMER, THANK YOU SO MUCH, AND GOOD NIGHT! " I said to the crowd.

The crowd cheered.

We left our instruments. I stood between Michael and Ashton. Calum stood beside Ashton. We wrapped our arms onto each other. We bend our body. And the crowd cheered again.

The light of the stage turned off. We walked off stage.

" Last show was amazing! " Ashton grinned.

I nodded tiredly.

" Luke, you okay? You're a bit pale, " Calum asked me worriedly.

" Yeah, I'm okay, just tired, " I replied.

We got in to the car. The last show was at Sydney. We don't need to book a hotel, just back to the band house.

I sat on the backseat with Michael and Ashton. I sighed as I laid my head on the door. I closed my eyed tiredly. Someone squeezed my arm.

" Luke, you're seriously okay right? " I heard Ashton's worried tone. I hummed in respond, not opening my eyes.

I suddenly felt myself being pulled into warmness. My face buried on someone's chest. And I felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around me.

" You are burning, Luke, "

I whined. I felt so weak. My head felt so hard.

The person wrapped his arms tighter around me. I opened my eyes a bit. I saw a tattooed arm. My eyes snapped open.

That's Michael.

I could feel my cheeks heat up.

I wrapped my arms losely around his waist. He hand-combed my hair. Ashton pressed his hand onto my temple. I whined.

" I think he's sick, Ash, " Michael said.

" Yeah, you're right. Dave, can you drive faster? Luke needs some rest, " Ashton asked.

" Of course, Ash, " Dave replied.

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Michael put me down on my bed slowly. I threw my arm into my forehead as I groaned quietly.

" Raise your hand, you need to change, " He said.

I raised my hands weakly. My eyes still closed. I could feel my t-shirt raised up. Michael pulled it off of my head. Exposing my pale body.

" What the hell, Luke, "

I groaned. " What do y- " My eyes snapped open as I pulled a blanket around me. Covering my body.

" Luke, are you- "

" No, " I cut him off.

" Why? "

" It's nothing. It's okay, "

" No, Luke. It is not okay. You hurt yourself. Again. That time on your wrist and now on your chest! What's the hell is wrong, Luke?! How could you be so stupid?! " He yelled.

My breathe started got heavy. I shut my eyes close tightly. Pulled my hand into my chest. Trying to stop the air running from my lungs.

" S-Shut up, Michael, you-you are at-attacking me- " I coughed.

" Luke, "

" G-Go, you m-make it w-worse, " I scooted away from him.

He pulled me into his chest. " God, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, "