I woke up in the hospital 2 days later, feeling dizzy. I looked down to see bandages covering my wrists and remember what happened.
"Luke!" Says a few cheery voices.
I turn to see Cal, Ash, and Mikey sitting in chairs next to the bed.
"Hey guys." I mutter, sitting up. "How long have I been out?"
"A day or so." Calum mutters, looking at his hands.
"You really scared us there, mate." Ashton pats my shoulder.
"When can I Go home?" I ask.
Silence, while the boys look at each other.
"When can I go home?" I ask more forcefully.
"Er, Luke, you're going HOME home in a couple days." Michael says.
"What do you mean? I'm going to live with my mom?" I laugh.
The boys don't laugh. They just nod.
"Wait what? I... What about the shows?" I say, shaking my head.
"They've been rescheduled until you're in better mental condition." A doctor says, walking in.
"But I'm in fine mental condition!" I yell.
"Lucas, Unfortunately you're not. You're suffering from depression, anxiety, and PTSD. You're not fit to be out on the road after what you did. Also, as you illegally consumed alcohol, you need an adult looking after you." The doctor says calmly.
"But Ashton and Calum and Michael ARE adults! IM almost an adult for gods sake!" I put my face in my hands.
"Yes, Luke, but your friends are not legal guardians." The doctor says.
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I looked at the ceiling for the rest of the day. My mom would be here tomorrow. And I would be going home to the place where it all began.
I just want to fade into these damn hospital lights.
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In The End
FanfictionLuke remembers his relationship with Lainey, and wonders if he could've done better.
