That Tattooed Guy // Punk Luke Hemmings 5SoS

Chapter 66

I start tearing up by the sight I have right now. I cannot believe it.

Luke and I took a flight back home earlier than the boys because I have an appointment with my therapist today.

I was looking up her address which she had send me trough mail. And found Niall his message. And right now it feels like I don't need no therapist anymore.

Niall had send me a video from like a hour long of fans saying.

"I love you Julia"

"Stay strong Julia"

"We're here for you Julia"

And even sorry's and apologies people gave whilst crying. It feels so good to know that not all of them hated me, that loads are sorry and that at the end of the day they aren't following me to send me tweets that they want Luke his dick 'back'.

I look at Luke his face who is now peeking over my shoulder. I watch the video again. And yet again I have tears in my eyes.

"Who send this? A fan?" Luke wonders he strikes my hair moving some out my sight.

"Niall." I answer him. Luke walks away and I can hear him kicking against our coffeetable. Swears..

"For fucks sake Luke!" I yell whilst I run into our living room.

"What?" He snaps.

"I fucking knew it you are into Niall!" He almost screams raising his voice. I take a deep breath looking into the eyes of the most important person in my life.

"How can you think that?" I mumble softly trying not burst out in tears.

"It's obvious he likes you so.." He says walking over to me striking my hair hugging me.

"But I love you Luke. Niall and I are friends you know that right?"

"I know but you know how jealous I am and I just don't know what I'm saying right now." He tells me sitting down on our couch.

I stare at him, my mouth opens to say something but my phone goes off. I check my phone screen. Alarm clock, I have to leave to my therapist.

"Get yourself together Luke, I'm off to my therapist." I say. Sounds weird since I am the one who is getting herself together.

I have been diagnosed with anxiety and depression. And I'm glad someone's helping me.

I unlock Luke's car and drive to the address I have quickly written on a sticky note.

*

The woman in front of me stares at the expensive desk, no Ikea more like the most expensive wood ever.

She looks under her desk, looking for a notebook probably.

"Uhm.." I mumble. She looks up at me, her face saying 'how dare you talk'. I just stare at her in silence.

"So, Julia right?" She speaks up. I nod at her.

"Okay so you cut?" I look at her, she smiles her eyes traveling to my wrists. Thank god I am wearing long sleeves. How unpleasant of her?!

"Is this some sort of interview or something? My doctor send you all the information. You should've known I did."

"I lost it." She weakly smiles. Angry start filling my veins and I feel my fists tighten ready to punch.

"Then I'm finding another therapist. Because apparently I lost this one." I say grabbing my purse leaving her staring at her desk. And then I realize her phone was there all the time. For fucks sake.