Chapter 6: "i think i left the fridge open."

                                    

                                          
||Luke|| 
                          
"Luke, just lay down for a while and I'll come check on you in a few hours." Liz spoke softly as Luke laid down on his bed. 
"Okay." He said closing his eyes. 
He stood up and looked out his window to see his mom leave to go back to work. He put on a black hoodie and went to the park to go rest on the swings for a while. 
                          
He walked to the park and sat down on the swings and rested his head on the chain and closed his eyes. 
                          
He hated everything, he hated his life, he hated the fact he hated his life, he hated how he looked, he hated his dad for leaving him, he hated his school, he hated his classmates for bullying him. He just hated. 
                          
"Hey." Someone spoke to Luke. He looked up and saw a tall boy with curly hair and hazel eyes. 
"Hey." Luke said as the boy sat down. 
"I'm Ashton." He said holding out his hand. 
"I know, I'm Luke, we go to the same therapy thing." Luke spoke. 
Ashton nodded. 
"Oh thank god, I hate meeting new people." Ashton said and Luke nodded "me too." 
"It literally took me a break down just to come over and talk to you." Ashton said. Luke looked at him and raised an eyebrow. 
"Why? I mean, I get it you have panic disorder and stuff, but like, I wouldn't reject you or anything, I'm just me." Luke laughed. 
"That's the annoying thing about it I guess, you don't any confidence or courage, because you're just afraid, then you talk yourself down, and get worried, which leads to a panic attack and it's terrible. It's like grade A anxiety." Ashton explained. Luke nodded. 
"Yeah, I bet it can be a pain in the ass." Luke says. 
"Yeah, you have no idea." Ashton says. 
"I'm glad." Luke rolls his eyes at his idiotic comment. 
"That's not what I meant." Luke said looking at Ashton. 
"I know." Ashton said. 
"No, I mean like, I wouldn't be able to handle it." He explains to Ashton. 
"Sometimes I can't." Ashton says. 
"Luke?" 
"Yeah?" 
"I like you, I mean as a friend, can we be friends?" Ashton asked, his heart beginning to beat very fast. 
"Of course, I'd like that." Luke smiled. 
"Awesome." Ashton said smiling. 
                          
||Calum||
                          
"Do you want to come over to my house for supper?" Calum asked Michael, who was allowed to leave. 
"Uh, yeah sure." Michael said. 
The doctor walked into the room and saw Michael packing his bag. 
"Michael, so you're leaving us?" He asked and Michael nodded. 
"Okay, remember the therapy I suggested, and because of the insurance your company had, your bill is covered and you just have to sign a form." The doctor explained as Michael just nodded. The doctor left. 
"A therapy?" Calum asked raising and eyebrow. 
"It's the same one we're already going to." Michael laughed. 
"Wow, what are the odds huh?" Calum laughed. They laughed together, and for the first time in a while, it was real. For both of them. 
                          
"So since we're basically best friends now, want to stay the night?" Calum asked Michael while they drove to Calums house. 
"Sure." Michael laughed. 
"We can talk about your little crush." Michael said causing Calum to huff. 
"Oh, shut up you boob." Calum laughed. Michael laughed. 
                          
||Michael|| 
                          
"What's that?" Michael asked Calum pointing to a poster of My Chemical Romance. 
"What?" Calum spoke his eyes wide. 
"Who are they?" He asked. Calums jaw dropped as he stared at michael. 
"You've never heard of them?" Calum asked him. Michael shook his head. 
"It's a band. Here I'll show you some of their music." He said walking over to his stereo and playing their CD. 
The lyrics of Teenagers filled the room, they sat on Calums bed and listened to the music. When the song ended Michael nodded. 
"I like that song." 
"Then you'll like this one." Calum smiled turning on 'Welcome to The Black Parade.' 

                          
||Ashton|| 
                          
"Did you hear about that Michael guy?" Luke asked Ashton, Ashton shrugged and shook his head. "No." 
"He tried to kill himself." Luke said with a sigh. 
"What?" 
"He tried to commit suicide, he's okay though and in the hospital." Luke said to Ashton. 
"Oh, he's the red head in the therapy right?" Ashton asked Luke, luke nodded. "Yeah." 
"Okay, I thought Michael was the one with black hair and looks asian." Ashton said awkwardly. 
"No, that's Calum." Luke smiled. 
"Why are you smiling?" 
"No reason." Luke answer quickly. 
Great, good fucking job Ashton. You fucked it up. 

"Okay, I might have a little crush." Luke admitted. 
"Aweh, that's cute." Ashton said making Luke blush some more. 
"He'd never like me, it's strange, the only thing I know about him is that he's bulimic." Luke sighed. 
"Well, on Sunday you can find out more." Ashton suggested. 
"Yeah I guess." Luke said. 
                          
"Do you have a cell number?" Luke asked Ashton. 
"Uh yeah." He said. 
Ashton handed Luke a piece of paper with his number on it and stood up. 
"I should go, my mum will be home soon." Luke said standing up as well. 
"I should go too, I think I left the fridge open and if I don't close it everything will be gross and then I'll have to go to the store and I don't want to." Ashton said. 
"Okay." Luke laughed. "I'll text you." He smiled.

                          
 
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