Chapter 12

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Fat fat fat fat. He hates you. He will never love you. He thinks you're fat. He wouldn't care if you die.
Luke and Ashton looked at the young boy, who was standing in the doors, his tiny body was shaking and eyes filled with tears. Luke gave Ash a glare and then he walked up to Harry. "Hey buddy, what's wrong?" Luke kept his voice down so Harry will calm himself. "Why are you two arguing, have I done something wrong? Im sorry Lukey!" The rest of the sentence Harry nearly yelled. "Shhhhh Harry, its not your faul. Ashton... He hates me He's just angry at me because he planned a suprise for you and now it can't happen because i slept all day." Harry nodded, then Luke hugged him. Ashton just stood there not saying anything. Yes Ashton, good work, now he's going to hate you. Why do I even care, he will be fine its just small argument, right?

Harry looked at Ashton with red eyes. When Ashton tried to hug him, Harry pushed him away. "Ashy, I love you but you didn't have to shout at Lukey" Then he walked of to the living room. Ashton just felt his heart breaking. What have I done? He thought to himself when he heard the Luke slaming his bedroom doors.

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