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The blood dripped down as I made a new cut. The feeling of the cold metal blade a on my skin. Feeling hated by everyone. 'Fat' 'Fame whore' 'Kill yourself' Everyday I seen these tweets.
This is what happens when you date Luke Hemmings from 5sos. I get hate from all his fans. I confronted Luke about it but he just told me not to believe it. But I can't stop thinking about it. Anyways, I seen I made 5 new cuts on my arm. I cleaned up my arm and hid my razor. I got up and got out of my bathroom. I seen it was 10:58pm, Luke is on tour, so another night crying myself to sleep.
I've been cutting for 2 months and he hasn't noticed or anything. I laid down on the bed and curled up in a ball with the blanket. I felt tears stream down my face. My breath was shaky and my sobs were quiet. After 10 minutes of crying I fell asleep.
The next morning
I woke up to the sound of things being thrown. I climbed out of bed and quietly went down the stairs. I seen Luke with his head in his hands and I seen papers all over the place. I also seen our bookshelf on the floor. "Luke? What's wrong why did you do this?" I asked him and he looked up. His eyes were red and puffy and his cheeks had tearn stains.
"Y/n...show me your arms." He said and I was shocked. "Why do-" "SHOW ME YOUR ARMS!" He yelled and I pulleds up my sleeves. My scars showed and I seen his reaction. He covered his mouth with his hand and I seen more tears come down. "Why? Why are you doing this to yourself? You promised me this was over! You said that you won't do this again!" He said and I fell on my knees and stared to cry. "I know I promised you! I'm sorry that I broke your promise!" I said and he squat down next to me. "Y/n....can you please tell me why you
are doing this to yourself?" He asked and I looked up at him. "The hate! All your fans hate me!" I cried and Luke sat down and he pulled me into his chest. My cries muffles in his shirt. I broke the hug and I seen he was crying. "T-This is all m-my fault! I just told you n-not to believe it! I didn't t-talk to you or a-ask you!" He said and I felt bad that he was blaming himself. "No, don't blame yourself. I'm the one who did this. Don't blame yourself."
I said and he starred into my eyes. "Please promise me that you won't EVER do this again. I love you to much to see you do this and believe me when I say this y/n...you're beautiful. Promise me you'll talk to me next time." He said and I nod. "I promise Luke." I said and he kissed me. "I love you y/n." "I love you too, Luke."
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