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Troye Sivan songs

**Warning: Luke's may be triggering**

Ashton:

Gasoline

Luke pushes you against the doorway, his alcohol tasting lips mixing with your own.

He pushes you to the bed, where you two strip off your clothes.

And then sex happens.

You wake up the next morning to Luke shaking you.

“Y/N,” he hisses, looking frantic.

“What are you doing? Why are you naked? Why am I naked? Did we have sex?” You ask quickly.

“Ashton’s at the door,” he replies.

“Hide in the closet,” you push him to the closet, him with only his boxers on.

You pull on some underwear and one of Ashton’s shirts off of the ground and pull your hair back into a ponytail as you make your way towards the door.

You pull it open to reveal your boyfriend, Ashton.

“Hey babe,” he smiles at you.

But you can’t meet his eyes, you’re so disappointed in yourself and guilty.

You cheated on Ashton.

“Hi Ash,” you feel sick to your stomach.

“You smell like sex… wait, is that Luke’s shirt?” His smile fades as he looks past you to the ground. “Did you… did you cheat on me with Luke?”

“I’m so sorry, Ashton.”

Luke:

The Fault in Our Stars

You were in a severe depression for a while now.

The only thing keeping you living was your boyfriend, Luke.

But even now that wasn’t enough.

So you swallowed two bottles of pills and cut your wrists, walking to the backyard and sitting on the wet grass to just stare at the stars.

“Babe, I saw a bloody knife in the kitchen and two empty pill bottles, what happened?” A voice bursts from behind you.

“It’s gonna be over, Luke,” you reply softly, not removing your gaze from the stars.

“What’s gonna be over? Oh my God are you attempting suicide?” Luke’s shaky voice asks.

“The pain. The pain’s gonna be over,” you repeat. Your eyes finally meet his tear filled eyes. “Come lay with me, Luke. I just wanna see the stars with you.”

He lays down next to you and pulls you into his arms.

Where you rest your head and close your eyes for the final time.

Calum:

Happy Little Pill

You sit inside of the club, sweat seeping into your skin.

You pull out the small white pill.

This gave you happiness.

Just like cocaine and money gave other people happiness, your anti-depressants gave you yours.

You swallow it with your shot of vodka and feel the burn down your throat.

As you lower your head, you see a brunette boy with blonde ends making his way towards you.

“Is that your happy little pill?” He asks you.

You nod, just staring at him.

“I’m Calum,” he smiles at you.

“Y/N.”

Michael:

Touch

You bring the red haired boy from the club back to your apartment.

As the lights slowly dim, he grinds his lower half against yours, his lips connected to your neck.

It’s utter silence.

The lights finally stop dimming and you’re left in total darkness.

You reach back with shaky hands and touch his lips.

They stop moving and you trace them slowly.

“I’m Y/N,” you say softly.

“Michael,” he responds huskily.

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