End Up Here Luke Hemmings Fanfic

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I was shaking.

My knees were so weak.

What the fuck.

I stood on my feet as soon as I heard the girl with huge heavy looking glasses resting on her flat nose.

I gripped my shit together and jumped on the bleachers and ran to where my girl is.

The room got crowded at once and the fucking wet floor slowed me down by few critical seconds.

“Go get Eleanor from the clinic.” Simpsons shouted as I push the fucking helpless assholes.

I went down my knees at once I saw my baby laying down the floor gasping for air and fuck, is she covered with mustard sauce.

She’s on her swimwear already, her skin slightly turning red with few zit-like forming on her smooth skin.

“Baby,” I whispered taking her off Simpsons’ lap. Is she fucking allergic to mustard? I scanned my eyes over her body, slumped on my lap. Her head and hair dripping mustard sauce. Damn she is allergic. Without second thoughts, I pulled up my shirt and covered her. God, she’s burning.

I look over the trails from her feet an open locker door is a steel bucket, still dripping this shit yellow sauce onto the ground.

Her hand tightens around my arm and fuck I don’t know what to do. “Do something!” I shouted looking up to the idiots in front of me, who the hell are recording her. “What the fuck you, Cathy!” I don’t have time to deal with this slutty bird brain now, so I looked worriedly down my helpless innocent girl. She pointed to her locker, “Purse..” She said shaking, tears falling down the sides of her face. The girl with the heavy glasses hand me her bag and I carelessly took it upside-down and at once, the pink purse came out and I zipped it open, revealing a needle, a small type of glass syringe with red liquid in it and another smaller brown glass bottle.

I looked down at her gasping for life then back to the shot purse and back to her. She tried to nod and let down her weak and shaking arm, revealing the spot where the needle should be sticking. I just noticed it really looked like she had used this kind of medication before for more than three needle marks were evident.

Her eyes were pleading as she close it with tears falling. And holy shit, I’m breaking.

She’s silently crying as I do the job with shaking hands and fear behind. For my dear love to the very and only girl, so help me god or who ever the fuck is up there.

I exhaled deeply that I realized I had been pushing the needle to her skin and the liquid drug as well. Her eyes are squinting as more tears fall down my shirt covering her helpless small body.

The nurse came and dropped to her knees at once. But Sarah so far had stopped shaking but still her breathing isn’t normal so far I can tell.

She took the usual shit things she has to and told me to take her to the clinic.

“You’ll be okay, baby.” I told her, carrying her off the wet tiled floor. “It’s going to be okay.” I turned to the nerd shaking girl who handed me her bag earlier to tell her to fix Sarah’s things and bring it to the clinic as well, immediately. In case she has her other needed meds there.

Eleanor was rushing and making way for me as fucking nosy asshole students look at my angel in my arms. Her eyes were shut and tears are still rolling down.