Learn to Love [LASHTON]

~ Two ~

Hello. I'm Luke, Luke Hemmings. Nice to meet you. I'm Ashton's best friend, the one I told you about. I'm a couple years younger than him. There's not really much you need to know about me, to be honest though...

Other than the fact that I'm pretty much just a shadow compared to Ashton. I know you shouldn't compare yourself to other people but I can't help myself with that, he's always so much better than me and always will be. But that's fine because he's Ashton and I'm, just me. We're different. We're supposed to be different. I play guitar and he plays drums. He works out and I play games. I guess it's those differences that makes him want to be friends with me. 

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When I met Ashton, I wasn't too confident with myself, I guess you could say. I will say for sure that I wasn't how I was now. I was really shy, didn't say a whole lot and quite a bit socially awkward; I still am but it's not as bad. I kept to myself a lot and only let a few people in. I only let them in because they were like me in a way. 

One of my other best friends, Calum, I have to say thanks to because if it weren't for him I would have never met Ashton at all. 

Calum had forced me to go to a concert with him one weekend. We ended up seeing All Time Low which he knew I liked a lot, so it was actually quite a bit of fun. We were towards the back of the crowd. I had left for a bit to use the restroom while the show was in between artists, so we had time to do whatever for a bit. The venue happened to be outside, so there were the outdoor restrooms. So I was casually waiting for my turn when I suddenly feel someone run into me and then something wet spill down my back. 

Startled by the random substance running down my shirt, I turned around, the guy who is now my best friend today is standing there with a shocked expression on his face, his mouth gaped open and everything. He apologizes profusely about half a dozen times. Me being the awkward person I am just chuckles and says its ok.

Long story short, we ended up to be friends by the end of the night. 

Since then, I've gained much confidence in myself and truly becoming who I was supposed to be and I thank him for it.

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But with his ability to love and care for anybody, he has a hard time doing it to himself. It's almost as if he either doesn't know how or doesn't care enough to. I've mentioned this before, but it just bothers me so much because I wish he would. There's so much about him to love and continues to put himself down whenever someone says something nice to him. 

I want to know what is making him hate himself so bad. I want to know why he tears himself down to much. I want to show him the love that he gives to everybody else. I want to show him his own worth. 

If he's hurting in some way I don't know, I want to be his shoulder to cry on. I want to be his sturdy rock, when he feels low. I just want to let him know that he is loved. I want to show him he is loved. 

One day he will know, he's just gotta learn.