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YOU SAVED ME - Cake

dedicated to 21st-century-hilter

trigger warning: abuse, self harm, starvation, bulimia, eating disorder and depression

explicit

Luke was happy.

Well at least that what everyone thought. Actually, that's what he had thought as well for a long time.

Luke laughed a lot, he toured the world with his two best friends and his boyfriend of two years and lived his dream.

Don't get him wrong, Luke was grateful to live the life he was living. He would never openly complain about the bruises that littered his body or cuts on his arms. He deserved all of that. And if having Michael as his boyfriend meant taking a few bruises and some broken ribs then Luke could deal with that.

Luke slowly opened his eyes and blinked a few times to adjust to the light in his room. He rolled over but found the other side of the bed cold and empty. Luke sighed and dug his face in the pillow. It's not like he wasn't used to waking up alone. It's just that Luke missed the times Michael would stay and cuddle with him all day.

"Get up, baby. We need to leave," he heard Michaels voice from the doorway, his tone soft.

Luke took a quick shower, taking in the sight of his body. His skin was bruised nearly everywhere, scars and cuts littered his arms and tights and he was awfully skinny. But Luke still thought he was fat. Michael had told him so.

After putting on the clothes Michael had laid out for him, he quietly walked into the kitchen. Michael was leaning on the counter, sipping a cup of coffee.

Luke stayed in his position, Michael looking him up and down.

"You look nice, babe," he finally said and Luke relaxed.

He made his way over to the fridge but was stopped by Michaels hand forcefully pulling at Lukes wrist.

"What do you think you are doing?," Michael asked, his face just inches away from Lukes.

"I..I am hungry?," Luke asked and looked down.

"No. We are going to leave now, you don't need food," Michael said, his voice dangerously calm. Luke nodded in agreement immediately.

He knew Michael was probably right. And everything Luke ate he made himself throw up again anyways. And if he didn't threw it up again, he sliced the skin on his arms and tights for being weak and giving in to the hunger.

So instead, he walked to the door, slipping his shoes and his jacket on before heading out, Michael right behind him.

By the time they arrived at the studio, Calum and Ashton were already there. Michael greeted both boys, while Luke just sent Calum a small smile but sat down next to Ashton, cuddling to his side.

Michael had told Luke not to talk to Calum. And Luke knew better than to disobey. He could talk and cuddle with Ashton though, Ashton was straight and Michael wasn't afraid that he might fall in love with Luke or Luke with him. Calum on the other hand was bi so Luke had to keep away from him. Which was hard when you play in a band together.

Calum went into the small cabin to record vocals and Luke silently watched him through the big glass window.

He missed talking to the Maori boy. They used to be best friend since 7th grade and now Luke wasn't talking to him anymore.

Michael must have seen Luke staring because he placed a hand on Luke's thigh. The grip was just a little too forceful to be comfortable, there was no doubt Michael wanted to point out Luke was his, and only his.