Luke: He finds you crying, your hands gripping your hair as you sit on the bed, back against the wall and kness pressed to your chest. Without any hesitation, he hastily get’s over to you with only two long steps, embracing you in the arms you’ve needed so badly the whole day. He could see the pain in your bloodshot eyes, he could see how hurt you were, and he was hurt too, because he weren’t there to prevent the thoughts for destroying you yet again. He has always known about you suffering from depression, and he wanted so bad to help you but you wouldn’t let him. You’ve always said that ‘I have to save myself, you just have to be on my side and cheer on me in the mean time.’
Calum: You thought he didn’t notice, but he did. He sees the disgust in your eyes at once the subject about food is brought up, and he sees how little you eat. He sees your ribs slightly poking out, just like your collabones. He doesn’t know what to do, he’s too afraid of that he might fail and not be able to save you. He doesn’t want to lose you, so he’s careful. Sometimes, at nights, he’ll get up and start researching about whatever is happening to you. There’s also night he hears you silently cry, but he doesn’t do anything, because he’s afraid he’ll scare you, make you run away.
Ashton: You think he doen’t understand, but he does. A couple of years ago, he suffered from the same. You think he can’t see your scars, but he sees them. Not just on the outside, but also at the inside. He doesn’t want you to hurt yourself and he will do anything to help you. When he finds you at the bathroom, in pain and wrists hurting, there’s nothing else he can do than pull you close and never let you go. It hurts him, because he weren’t there to prevent it to happen. You two sit on the bathroom floor for hours, him holding you tight as you cry, trying to get the pain inside to fade away.
Michael: He’s hurt, he believes he hasn’t done a good enough job in protecting you, to shield you from whatever darkness that haunts you. He always tries to cheer you up, but he can see that the smile you’re giving him isn’t a smile. He knows something inside of you are killing you, and he wants to take it away so badly but you won’t let him im, and it tears him apart. You just have to have him there, because that’s everything he can do in times like this. You don’t want him to know much about it, you want to shield him from it but he will never stop trying to help you. He will always try, and if he doesn’t succees, he tries again. He won’t stop until the burden is liftend from his shoulders.
*Dear Audreahna,
I'm so sorry that it wasn't exactly what you were looking for but this is the closest I could find right now. If you want you that just focuses on cutting I'll find you :) I'm sorry
~ Ally xx*
*I KNOW THAT EVERYONE PUTS THIS AFTER A PREFERENCE LIKE THIS BUT IM FUCKING SERIOUS! IF YOU EVER NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO IM HERE FOR YOU!! MY FRIEND DEALS WITH THIS KIND OF THING SO I KNOW WHAT TO DO AND I CARE ABOUT YOU GUYS!! THIS IS NOT BULLSHIT AND IF ONE OF MY READERS KILLS THEMSELVES BECAUSE THEY DIDNT HAVE ANYONE TO TALK TO I WOULD FEEL LIKE ABSOLUTE SHIT!!!
TALK TO ME IF YOU HAVE NO ONE ELSE!!!!!!!!!!!!*
