The Help || l.h

Chapter 1

Luke's P.O.V.

Ring Ring Ring

What the fuck

Ring Ring Ring

shut up...

Ring Ring Ring

I reached out to grab my phone, and check the time, not actually bothering to check who's calling. Who would actually be calling in 6 in the morning? What the fuck.

Ring Ri---

"Hello?" I whispered.

"Hey mate, wakey wakey!" Ashton called up, doing that cutesy voice which had always annoyed me.

"Dude, it's just 6 am. You're too early. I said 7 am." I replied, emphasizing the 7 am part. Well I'm a bit guilty now, I mean Ash has been waking me up for school ever since that night. I'm broke don't judge me.

"Well, I have something urgent to tell you, okay? Fuck this shit. Can you come over?" he asks with an irritated voice.

"It's just 6 am and -"

"Please?" he pleads.

"Why me?"

He sighs. "I tried Ron and Michael already. No pick ups after 3 missed calls so..."

"What's wrong, Ash? I mean who the fuck calls just so suddenly?"

"Dude..." he says, rather depressed. I was waiting for him to answer though, I wasn't really one to try to connect and shit and you probably get the point. "Calum... tried to drug himself. He's in the hospital and I can't..."

Oh Lord.

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"Calm down, Ash, he's gonna be fine." Ron assures him. "It's not like he's dead .It's not the end of the world, dude."

"He's my boyfriend." Ash replies, emphasizing the boyfriend part. He paces around the area, with almost tears in his eyes. Funny how those two seem so unshippable yet they're very shippable. "It was 3am and I got the fucking call. Seriously can't you guys be a little more sensitive with me?"

On that note, I started to roll my eyes and judge Ashton. Honestly speaking, he's the gay-er one in the group than Calum. He's actually just like a fucking white girl it scares me. His 'selfishness' or whatever the shit you call it just irritates me, but hey, he's my bud, so?

As Ashton gets hassled and panicky, thoughts start swirling in my head. Why would he want to overdose? Is it because he's gay? Why was he stupid enough to do that? Why couldn't I have helped him?

Just as I was trying to figure things out, a faint voice called for us. Or at least it was calling for us.

"Boys," the voice said.

"Yes, Miss Maya?" Ron speaks up, turning her way.

"I'll need to see you all in my office. It's about Calum." she explains.

Ashton then starts to get even more worried. I can read his expression carefully: Please don't be bad news. I an tell by the way his eyebrows scrunch together and by the way his eyes look like their gonna burst into tears any moment now with just a single word.

"Now, please." Miss Maya continues.

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"So, we kind of found Calum's 'journal' in his hands when his parents saw him on the floor, fainted." she says. We said nothing as she continued to speak.

"I'm sorry I'm late I -" Michael comes in suddenly.

"Yes, Michael. Take a seat please." she orders, looking straight at him. Michael puts down his bag and sits in the chair next to me while mouthing "What's going on?" he asks. "Calum." I mouth back.