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You Have Depression.

You Have Depression.

Calum: I heard a soft knock on my door and it opened soon after. The light from the hallway shone in on the bedroom as I was lying on my stomach. My head was buried in my pillow as I soaked it with tears, the room being dark with the curtains drawn. "Y/N." I heard Calum whisper from the door. I didn't turn to look at him but I tried to stop myself from crying quite as loud. He walked over to me after closing the door shut, leaving the main light off but turning on the lamp on his beside table. He crawled onto the bed and sat behind me, resting his hand on the small of my back, rubbing in circles comfortingly. He moved my hair to one side and laid down next to me, softly placing his lips to my neck. Another sob came from my body as I rolled over to face him. I hid my face against his chest, crying into his shirt. He quickly wrapped his arms around me, keeping me close to him and not letting me go. His hands ran through my hair and he placed kisses to my skin every other minute. "Is it bad again?" He asked, referring to my depression. I nodded lightly as I tried to calm down my breathing. "I've got you, babe." He whispered to me and I could feel his gaze on me. My breakdown was making me become tired very quickly. I leaned into Calum, my breaths heavy and shaky but I was too exhausted to cry again. "Get some sleep, Baby. I know you're hurt and tired." He spoke to me, keeping his voice quiet. He pulled the blankets up to our shoulders and my head rested upon his chest. "I'm right here with you. Wake me up if you need me."

Ashton: Crying on the bathroom floor, a razor chucked across the room. I don't know how I got this bad in just so little time. "Y/N?" I heard a worried voice call from outside the door. I couldn't stop crying and I was loosing my breath, struggling to breathe at times. The door opened as Ashton appeared, his eyes land on my broken self. He knelt down beside m, taking my wrists in his hands and looking into my eyes. "Baby, you're ok. I'm right here." He said to me, pulling my arms over his shoulders and holding me tightly to him. "I feel so alone." I cried out. He stood up slowly, lifting me up with him. He carried me bridal style through to our bedroom, setting me down on our bed. He sat down next to me again and pulled me onto his lap. "You're gonna be ok." He promised me as he began to twirl my hair around his fingers. "Everything hurts so much and I don't want to be here anymore." I whispered causing his actions to stop. His grip on me tightened and I could feel his chest moving up and down heavily. "I don't ever want to you say that again, Y/N. I love you so much." He said to me. "I don't want you to leave me, Ash." I broke down again. "Hey, hey, hey, look at me." He cooed, tilting my chin up gently. "I am never going to leave you. I don't care how many times you break down, I don't mind how many insecurities you have, I love everything you hate about yourself. I am always going to be here for you to talk to. I get that you're scared but you don't need to be. I love you and I'm not going anywhere."

Luke: It was one of those days where I felt numb. Where I was feeling like nothing could make me happy and where I was too used to the pain to notice it growing. One of those days where I was tried of feeling the way I do and where I was tried of hating myself. I guess Luke could see it was one of my 'bad days' because his eyes were fixed on me; but not in the usual way where his eyes glowed or a smile would be on his lips. He was sitting on the couch with my head resting in his lap as he played with the strands of my hair. I could tell his eyes were locked on me. Mine were closed from tiredness however I couldn't fall asleep. The TV was playing, simply being background noise as neither of us could focus on it properly. "Y/N?" Luke spoke, his hand trailing down to run up and down my arm soothingly. "Yeah?" I mumbled back, keeping my eyes closed. "You know that I love you, don't you?" He asked softly. I didn't answer like he wanted me to. Of course, me being me had to doubt that anyone actually loved me, the demons in my mind making me believe no one ever could. I heard him sigh sadly, before he shifted and lifted me to sit up. I sat on his lap, knees bent as I leaned against his chest quietly, his arms snaking around my waist as he rested his chin on the top of my head. "I love you so damn much, Y/N." He repeated and I looked down slightly, fiddling with my fingers, unsure what to say. "It hurts me to see you like this. So sad." He began. "I know you struggle sweetie, but I'm always going to be here for you. You have to remember that I love you, no matter what you think of yourself. Just trust me."

Michael: I peered into the lounge room, leaning against the door frame and watching Michael as he sat on the couch with an Xbox controller in hand. I looked down and fiddled with the sleeves of Michael's sweater, sniffling as I felt myself beginning to cry. "Mikey?" I call softly, my voice quiet and trembling. He turned around with a smile on his face as he paused the game quickly. His features fell as he saw me standing in the doorway, trying to stop the tears from falling down my face. "Baby." He frowned. "Come here." He called me over as he stood up with his arms open. I hurried over to him and his my face in the crook of his neck. He wrapped his arms around me securely and placed his head on top of mine. He sat us down so I was straddling his waist and he pulled me closer to him; his hands pushing hair out of my face before cupping my cheeks, his concerned eyes looking into mine. "Y/N, what's the matter?" He asked worriedly. "I feel really depressed." I whimpered as I leaned my head back down to his chest. He placed a hand firmly on the back of my head as he kept me close to him. "I just thought I would come and sit with you because you told me to find you whenever I needed you." I stuttered, my voice shaky in between sobs. "Baby, you don't need to explain yourself to me." He spoke. "I'm so glad you came to me. I hate knowing you're upset and I just want you to come or talk to me when you are, ok?" He asked and I nodded in reply. "Is there anything I can do to make you feel a little better?" He asked me, starting to run his hands through my hair. I shook my head. "Stay with me. I just want to be with you right now."

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MADDY HARRIS REPLIED TO ME ON IG. (CALUM'S EX GIRLFRIEND, GOOD FRIEND, THIS REALLY AWESOME CHICK) WOWOWOW.