Impact

Four.

         I was wearing Luke's sweatshirt as he had insisted that it got colder when we were in Calum's car, it was warm and soft.

"Thank you guys, you know for waiting here and all," I thank the guys.

"Anything for a team member," They smiled a soft small smile. I couldn't help but to smile.

"My parents are going to murder me," I sigh.

"Why?" Ashton asks.

"I highly doubt your parents will murder their propper straight A student of a daughter," Luke rolled his eyes, I wish I could tell him or anyone really what it's like at home, but I couldn't. I didn't even know if my parents would be home tonight, dad would probably still be at work and wouldn't come home until the beginning of next week, mom would probably be at her friends and then to her job where she would spend a day or two there, then there would be another dinner party that she would have to attend.

"There is a party tomorrow," Nathan stops me as I had been walking out, I didn't feel like responding to Luke's comment.

"Are you talking to me?" I ask him curiously, I was invited to parties, but I never saw the reason to ever go, I just stayed home and studied.

"Yeah Julie, I'm talking to you. I'm having a party tomorrow, it starts any time after seven. I'm sure people would be happy you would attend for once," Nathan smirks.

"I'll see," I tell him wearily, I knew I wouldn't go though.

"So do you have a ride home?" Ashton asks.

        I shook my head with a silent no.

"Come on then," Ashton helped me into the elevator, we waved bye to everyone and then we were off down to the main floor and then to Ashton's car.

"My parents warned me," I told him, my head hung low.

"Hey it'll be okay Jules," Ashton slung his arm over my shoulder as we stopped for a moment.

"I hope it will, do you have my bags by any chance?" I ask him.

"Luke grabbed them, can you wait out here while I ask him for them?" Ashton asks.

"Yeah," I say as I backed up into the brick wall of the hospital. It was much harder to walk with the crutches.

"I'll be right back," Ashton came by and then jogged away.

"Hey," Luke says to me as he kicked one leg up against the wall, he pulled a box out of his pocket, and then suddenly there was a cigarette between his lips. The lighter came up and ignited the flame. Ah yes a fatal flaw in the Luke Hemmings, a fact that he smoked.

"You smoke?" I ask him.

"It's my first one ever, figured it would take some of the shit away, it's one of the recommended stress relievers for depressed people," He says.

"You're depressed?" I ask him almost shocked, I was diagnosed with depression last year, I begged my doctor to not tell my parents, because they would just send me to a psychiatrist. I had pills and they some what helped, I guess I always just felt alone.

"I have minor depression, not serious, just minor," He shrugged.

"That's so sad, I'm sorry," I brushed it off as though I was not diagnosed myself.

"It's cool, so what's it like to have everything?" Luke's head tilted back as he blew a white cloud into the air.

"Can I try?" I ask him changing the subject.

"You want to smoke?" He laughed at me.

"I'd like to try," I tell him with a small shrug, I figured it might help, even though I knew the damage they could inflict on ones health, I wanted to, I wanted some of the things to float away.