Luke led me upstairs to the ICU section then pointed me to a room before walking away- presumingly to the room with Ashton and Calum.
When I walked in, I almost went into tears. The red haired kitten was wrapped in gauze around his shoulder, needles in his arms with a clear liquid dripping into it, a machine beeping and his eyes were closed as he slept.
This is all my fault... I'm such a waste of space...
I couldn't stand to see him like this so I turned to walk out when I heard a groggy voice behind me:
"Please don't leave dear."
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Broken Home// MC// Watty2016
FanfictionSometimes it's not the music that saves someone... But the actual band.
