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#40♡He Comforts You♡

Ashton-

It had been raining for a few days now and it hasn't stopped yet, which was not helping your depression at all. It seemed like everything was going wrong. Your grades in school were slipping, because it all just seemed to slip your mind; your friends suddenly decided to turn against you and you had no idea why. You found out that she had been selling information about you, Ashton, and the boys to the press; she was also the one who leaked their album after you sent it to her. You felt like an idiot and an awful girlfriend. All the horrible things people were saying about the boys and the anger of their management was all on your shoulders and it was suffocating. You were miserable. Ashton had called you dozens of times, but you were ignoring him. You didn't want to tell him that this whole mess was your fault, because you knew he would leave you. It was easier to shut everyone out and just lay in bed crying. You were laying on your stomach, shoulders shaking with sobs that were muffled by your pillow, when Ashton walked in. You didn't move, but you heard him take off his shoes and the bed moved as he crawled up to the headboard where you were. He gently lifted your head up and put it down in his lap, his fingers running though your hair soothingly. You just continued crying, thankful for how well he knew you. You didn't want useless words of comfort, you just wanted to know you're not alone and to know that he wouldn't leave you.

Michael- 

Michael was still on tour, so you were sleeping alone. You were curled up, still on your side of the bed, as though there was some invisible barrier keeping you from the place where he should be. After endless amounts of tossing and turning, you finally fell asleep. You woke up, feeling well rested, which was unusual. Your phone was ringing and you picked up as soon as you saw it was Ashton. "What's up?" You asked. "Michael's dead." He sobbed from the other end of the phone. "What? No. He's- He can't be-" You stuttered, tears starting to fall. "I'm so sorry." He hung up and you collapsed on the bed. You sat up, really confused. Everything hit you at once. Michael. You got up and ran downstairs. "Michael!" You screamed, trying to find some proof that he wasn't gone. You ran into someone and when you pulled back you saw it was Michael. "Mikey? I thought you were dead." You hugged him as tight as you could, sobbing against his chest. "It was just a dream darling. I'm right here. I'm okay." He kissed the top of your head before picking you up and carrying you to bed. He tried to set you down, but you weren't letting go of him. He smiled and laid down with you on top of him. You both fell asleep like that, your grip only loosening slightly when you fell asleep.

Calum- 

You made the mistake of going on twitter and reading through your mentions. It was way worse than you could've ever imagined, but you just kept reading. You scrolled through the endless comments about your body, your face, your voice, your values, attacking everything about you. Some of it was really easy to brush off, you knew that you weren't a slut, but things about your body and your face were harder to deny. You knew that you weren't obese, but you weren't skinny either and freckles covered your pale face, you just didn't feel pretty. You were always terrified Calum would find somebody better than you and leave you, but you just were afraid to tell him. You were sitting on the edge of the bed with your head in your hands and the tears falling down rapidly. You jumped when two large hands removed your own. "Stop crying beautiful." He whispered. He brushed your tears away with his thumb and kissed you, letting his lips say everything you needed to hear. His hands intertwined with your own, showing you passion and love all at once. Your fears and insecurities left your mind completely, all that you could think about was Calum's lips on yours, moving in complete synchronization.

Luke- 

One minute, you and Luke were planning a surprise party for your best friend and the next she was gone. You were supposed to go clubbing with her, but you cancelled at the last minute to stay home and spend some time with Luke. You were watching a movie with Luke when your phone rang. You went up to your room to answer it, only to find out that she was killed by a drunk driver. You sitting on the bed with your legs crossed, completely frozen in despair. "Babe, come on! You're missing the movie." You heard Luke yell from downstairs. You couldn't answer. You were so upset, it was a struggle to breathe and each breath caused you even more pain and guilt. "Babe?" You heard Luke, this time, right outside the door. He came in and sat down next to you. "Are you okay?" He asked carefully. "She's dead." You started sobbing and laid your head against his stomach, your arms clinging to his waist. He was shocked, but his arms snaked around your back and held you close to his body, realized how easily that could've been you. "I'm so sorry." He whispered, rubbing circles in your back until you cried yourself to sleep.

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Guyss, as you all know, I'm going to be doing an Ashton Irwin project sort of thing for his birthday and a lot of you were interested, so please KIK me at; rawrdita and I'll tell you what to do :) I promise, I will do my best to make sure he sees it! If you have any questions, feel free to message me by any of my social medias in my bio! Or inbox me on Wattpad(:

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