𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞

twenty-one

THEYRE SO CUTE PLS <33
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*TW* mentions of d*ath

ashton;

as we make our way out of the gate, my eyes fall on luke. a huge smile is plastered on his face. he's like a puppy, curious and brand-new. part of me never thought i'd get to see the boy in front of me smiling, but here we are.
"are we really here ashton? or is this a dream?"
"it's not a dream angel, we're really here,"
bright fluorescent lights light up the dome- shaped building and people from all across the globe are shuffling around. luke lugs around his suitcase, following directly behind me.

                                                      
TAXI RIDE
once we make it out of the building, we search for a taxi. luke looks at everything surrounding him. we inhale the scent of cigarette smoke and fresh air, lost in the big sea of paris. the haussmann buildings surrounding us are decorated with baskets of flowers and lights.

finally, we get a taxi, and on the top it's labeled in bold:
TAXI PARISIEN
luke hops into the taxi first and i follow. a middle-aged man sits squished into the drivers seat of the car, rather uncomfortable hauling around more passengers.
"this is where i use my skills and knowledge of french to impress natives," i brag in a whisper, sending luke into a fit of giggles
"excusez moi, nous allons à l'hôtel d'Orsay,"
"bien, ce sera 2.60€ en euros," the french man replies
luke looks at me wide-eyed, an impressed expression painting his pale face.
i hand the man the euros before he takes us to our hotel.

i grab luke's hand, squeezing it and pressing a kiss to it.
"are you excited lukey?"
"i'm beyond excited," he whispers with a grin
the sky is blanketed with a gray hue, almost as if rain was coming, but it doesn't.
on the way to the hotel, we pass by several tourist attractions. i shift my view upwards and get a glimpse of the eiffel tower overhead.
"luke! look!" i exclaim, pointing to the sky above us. his eyes glue to the tower, unable to look away. tears form in his eyes and faint sniffles slip into the air.
"luke, luke angel, it's ok,"
tears roll down his cheeks, a bright red coating his under eye.
"i'm happy," he manages with a smile, catching me off guard.
he wipes his tears away forcefully, looking down at his lap.
"i don't wanna be the person who cries looking at the eiffel tower, god, i'm such a mess," he laughs quietly in his seat, avoiding my eyes.
"there's nothing wrong with crying angel, just let it out," i say, clenching his hands even more.
"i never thought i'd live to see this day," he mutters under his breath
"what is that supposed to mean?" i ask, panic rising in my core
"my body was basically dying ash, i couldn't eat, my blood pressure was low, i could barely stand up, i couldn't function. i got so close to taking pills one night ash i swear,"
my palms begin to sweat and shake, my insides excrete heat, my hands grip even firmer into his. i become tongue-tied for words.

"oh my god. luke why the hell didn't you tell me? i could've helped you! don't tell me you were seriously thinking of doing that to yourself. i would never be able to forgive myself if i found you dead," i say, choking on my words and tears running down my cheeks
"i'm sorry, i just felt s-so alone, even though i-i had you," he mutters, his eyelashes cling together from the tears
"don't be sorry, i know it's s-so hard, but i need you here, we all need you h-here,"
i look into his eyes. they're bloodshot and tear-stained.
"please," i begin, taking a breath, "stay."
he nods, his breathing is shaky. he inhales and exhales slowly. and before we know it, we make it to the hotel.

omggg. my poor luke. anyway, so sorry if this triggered you, i'm so sorry, you're not alone and things really truly do get better. i definitely know how it feels to have depression. please feel free to pm me or talk to a friend or family member, stay safe, i love you. you are loved and we need you here.

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xoxo,
-lu <33