THIS IS A STORY LINE FROM MICHAELS POINT OF VIEW
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I kissed Ashton on the cheek and he giggled as I hugged him, tickling him inside the hug. His giggle always made me smile. I then smiled and said goodnight. He walked into his room.
About an hour later, I was still awake. I had trouble sleeping. So me being annoying chose to bother Ashton. Because Luke and Calum were deep asleep. Ash was a light sleeper, so it would be funnier. He meant to much to me.
I tip toed out of my room with a stupid grin on my face. Because tickle attack!
I went to his door and tried opening the knob. But it failed. I questioned why Ash would lock his door. Then I started thinking badly. He did not relapse. No. Why? I started banging at the door and then the lock broke. I opened the door and Ash was not on his bed. He wasn't even in his room. I went to the bathroom inside his room and knocked. Then tried the door knob. Locked. I banged on the door and then started smashing it. The lock finally gave up and when I opened the door, I fell to my knees.
"ASH!" I cried out
I dialed for help immediently. I told them the problem and the address. They came in the door and took him to the hospital. He was still alive. Ash is still alive.
