HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY MIKEY!!! I LOVE U SO MUCH!!! 😭❤️😭❤️

I lay down face first in my bed and let out a heavy sigh. It's been a painful couple of days and I need to distract myself from it. I quickly fish the knife out of my purse and sit on the toilet lid in my bathroom.

I break through my scars and let the blood ooze out of my wrist and onto the knife. The blood slowly reaches around the width of my arm and tiny droplets hit the floor.

The pain is more bearable than last time. It still hurts like hell though.

I feel instant relief when I'm done and  I stare down the seven cuts on my wrist. They're so ugly, but I need this.

I grab a washcloth and wipe the blood off of my wrist and the floor. I quickly grab a jumbo band aid out of a cabinet in my bathroom and place it on my cuts. I put my bracelets on on top of the band aid and wrap the knife up.

I exit the bathroom and open up my sock drawer. I place the knife inside of an old, ugly sock and burry it deep inside the drawer.

I lay back down on my bed and I hear footsteps. I turn my head towards the door and it's the one and only Mr. Luke Hemmings.

"Don't you have a home, Luke?"
"Yes."
"Then go home!"
"I don't want to."
"Whatever." I say rolling my eyes.

He's getting on my nerves and just needs to leave me alone.

"Can I sit?" He asks after a while.
"Yep." I say popping the 'p'.

He sits on the edge of my bed and looks at me. My eyes lock with his gorgeous bright blue ones and he smiles. He's dimples pop out of his cheeks and I can't help but smile.

His smile slowly leaves his face and he comes closer to me. He rubs his thumb on my cheek and at first I'm shocked. Then I realize that I was crying and didn't even notice.

The tears continue to flow out of my cheeks and he wraps his arms around me. I snuggle up to his chest and cry some more. He smells good. That's creepy don't smell him!

After a while I finally stop crying and I relax in his arms.

I make him lay down next to me and we stare at each other forever. My eyelids start to close and I drift off into a deep sleep in Luke's arms. His soft, warm, loving arms.

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I wake up and I'm still in Luke's arms. I see Ashton leaned against the door frame with a little smirk on his face.

"Fuck." I whisper.

"Morning, Em." Ashton says.
"Leave me alone!" I say.

He laughs and I slip out of Luke's grasp. I walk over to Ash and smack him across the chest. He fakes being hurt and staggers back out of my room. I laugh and he puts his arm around my shoulder. We walk downstairs and I grab three frozen waffles out of the freezer (I LOVE WAFFLES!!!). I pop them in the toaster and check Twitter on my phone.

My waffles pop out of the toaster after a few minutes and I grab them and shove all three in my mouth. Ashton laughs and I see Mikey walk out of his room while rubbing his eyes.

"Morning Mikey." I say.
"Ugh." He grunts.

I giggle and continue eating all three waffles at once. I almost choke when I see Michael's hair.

"You fucking died your fucking hair without me?!" I yelled.
"Hey!! No cursing!!" He shouts back.

I run up to him and touch his thin, whispy hair. It's a really pretty light pink and I need the color!!!

"Give me the rest of the dye!!!" I shout again.
"Okay, okay." He says and puts his hands up in the air like he surrenders while laughing. I smile and laugh with him.

Hey. Filler chapter. It sucks just like every other chapter so sorry? If I seriously don't get more reads it's coming down FYI. I decided to keep it up a while longer, but it won't stay up unless I get more reads. Plz tell a friend or something? Peace ✌🏼️❤️👻