Happy times

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SEAN'S POV

My head was killing like mad

Liam= Sean hurry up your breakfast is getting cold

Charlie= 5 seconds or I'll eat it again

Sean= don't even think about touching it

Gabe= come on Sean you need to eat lad

Sean= I am for god sake

I walked down the stairs to see all the lads at the table eating their breakfast

Liam= look who has finally woken up

Sean= don't shout my heads killing me

Gabe= it's called a hungover Sean

Sean= I'm not 5 I know that

Trevor= go back to bed Sean that's always a cure for it

Liam= he can't he needs to go somewhere

Sean= you might but I don't do I

Liam= boys will you leave the table so we can talk

The rest of the boys left the table so me and Sean could talk to each other

Sean= so where do we haved to go

Liam= the doctors rang they have your results back

Sean= cool... so we don't need to go

Liam= Sean... they said they have already rang 2 time but no one answered

Sean= we are in a band Liam it gets busy ( played with his food )

Liam= you've been trying to avoid it

Sean= Liam you don't understand

Liam= just tell me why

Sean= they are just going to tell me I need help more help that I'm still depressed I already know this

Liam= Sean.. they can help you more get you better fully

Sean= Liam I can't go through it again. I just can't not again

Liam= they know best Sean they are trying to help you

Sean= I don't wanna know about it. Will you just leave it?

Liam= Sean...

Sean= please I'll ring them back I just need space okay

Liam= fine... okay but you need to call them simple fact of the day

LIAM'S POV

On the phone to Sean's Mam

I'm worried they rang but he doesn't want to know
I know he's scared but he needs to face up to it
He's ill and he won't ever get better

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