False. (5 Seconds of Summer)

: Shelter :

UNEDITED

Hannah POV

Bang

Bang

Bang

I groan.

Bang

Bang

Bang

I cover my ears and flip over.

Bang

Bang

Bang

"SHUT UP!" I scream eventually.

"Sorry, love." Ash says and pats my shoulder.

I pry my eyes open to look at him.

"What are you doing?" i ask.

"Making a shelter for us."

"Out of what?"

"Plane parts. Sorry for waking you." He kisses my forehead again and i feel his presence leave.

Bang

Bang

Bang

I groan and sit up.

Ashton is bemt over peices of metal with a rock in his hand. His shirt is discarded on a tree branch.

"Oh my god, ashton,"i run my finger gently over his back, tracing the scabs and bruises covering it.

He flinches when my finger goes over a particualy bad cut.

"Ashton.. you said you were fine."

"I am fine." he sighs and turns around, taking me in his arms.

"Damn.." i whisper.

He chuckles.

"Your toned!" i giggle, my fave going red as i traces his stomach.

He pulls me closer and i wrap my arms around his waist, careful of his cuts a bruises.

We sway slightly and i rest my cheek on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"What can i do to help?" i ask after a while.

"Nothing, i have it all." he kisses the top of my head and i smile.

"No i want to help." i insist.

"Alright, find me some soft sticks, so i can get string." (A/N idk how to make string in the wild so sorry if this is wrong.)

I nod and let go of his to head into the dense leaves.

I find some sticks and check if the outside is soft enough to make string.

"Hannah.." i hear.

Oh no.

They're back.

"Hannah.. theres a sharp rock.." they say.

"Shut up!" i screech.

"Hannah.." i start to cry.

"No," i say softly "No, no, no, no,"

"Hannah.. you need this."

"I know.." i sigh and reach out to a rock.

Its sharp.

Very sharp.

I clutch it tightly with my right hand and guide the sharp end to my left wrist.

I place it on the soft skin and poly presure before slipping y hand across.

Blood spurts from the cut and i continue until you cant see my skin.

Tears meet my blood and mix, making the crimison color to a lighter red.

I grab some, large, soft leaves and wrap them around my wrist before grasping the rock in my left hand.

"Hannah..." the voices get smaller.

I do the exact same to my right wrist.

Once im wrapped in leaves i pull my jacket sleeves down and head back with the rock secure in my pocket and sticks under my arm.

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