LUKES POV
He is so fragile. He is so adorable. He is so vulnerable. He looked so hurt.
I don't know this boy at all, but I'd sure love to. His hazel eyes, his golden hair, and his pink, plump lips. I just want to kiss him, but I doubt he is gay.
He looked so vulnerable when I held him. Who hurt him? This, I do not know, but I plan on finding out soon. It felt a ping in my heart the moment I layed eyes on him. I rushed to the front desk to get his adress so I could take him to his house and let him rest. After I took him out to my car, I drove to the adress I was given, then I carried hin into his house (with a key I found in his backpack), and then took him up to what I assumed to be his room.
I watched the injured boy carefully, he was so cute. It sounds creepy, but I couldn't take my eyes off of the boy. He was flawless. I couldn't control my smile.
Until I saw them.
My smile quickly faded as I saw the shorter boys wrists. Deep and shallow cuts danced upon his tan skin. I wondered if he had more, so me being me, had to look at his hips. I.Was.Horrified. Cuts lined almost every inch of his skin. Words like 'fuck up' and 'pathetic' and 'worthless' were carved into his skin. I was in tears.
He soon awoke and me being my idiot self didn't ask for his number. I just left. I don't think that I thought it through, but I kind of just walked on him...what if he needed me? What if staying there could help him? What if we could be together? Nah Luke, I doubt he is gay.
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A.N. I WILL START DOING SHORT CHAPTERS BC SHORT CHAPTERS MEANS QUICKER UPDATES. ILYASM BYEEEEE. OH AND LUKE'S POV WILL NOT BE AS DESCRIPTIVE AS ASHTOND JUST SAYING.
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