After a while Luke lets go of you. You're standing in front of him now. You didn't want him to let you, you missed hugging him. He looks at you. He has a smile on his face and so do you. He's holding one of your hands. He walks back to the hospital bed and you follow him. You both sit down, you both didn't say anything after you cried on his shoulder. You still see the wet spot on his shirt from your tears.
"Luke.." You start. Your heart is beating fast and you don't really know what to say. "I'm sorry."
"You don't have to apologize."
"Yes I do. I left you all alone that night, I yelled at you and all you wanted, was to help me. I guess I didn't want to realize it but you care so much for me and it's so amazing. I love you so much. You're the one I want to be with when I'm down."
"I'm so glad you finally realize I did it because I wanted to help you. I love you too y/n, I really do." He's still holding your hand. You smile and look down at his hand holding yours.
"I'm sorry for making your shirt wet." You say with a little laugh.
"That's okay. I missed being that close to you." You laugh and he leans in to hug you. You wrap your hands around his neck.
"I love you" he whispers in your ear and he kisses your cheek as he leans back again.
“I love you too." You say. "I think I have to go back now. That therapist is still waiting I guess." Luke nods and you both get up.
You walk out of the room and walk back to your room. The lights were off and the therapist left.
"Fuck, he's gone." You say while stressing a bit.
"Calm down, babe. Just get in bed I'll fix this okay. Don't worry."
"Okay.. I guess." You say while getting in the bed. Luke stays until you lay comfortable and he places a small kiss on your forehead before leaving the room. He leaves and closes the door behind me.
"Wow what just happened." You think. "I actually missed him more than I thought." You totally forget about Michael and Michelle. All you can think about now is how much you love Luke. You feel different. A smile appears on your face thinking about how beautiful he is. You close your eyes while still smiling.
"His hair is so perfect, and his eyes, and nose, and his ears, everything about him is so beautiful."
Your thoughts get interrupted by someone talking.
"Babe, are you asleep?" You hear and you open your eyes. Your smile gets wider as you see Luke standing next to you. You shake your head and he sits on the bed beside you. You get up but he whispers a 'no.'
"Stay in bed babe, you have to rest, a lot has happened these past days and I want you to be okay again."
"I am okay, since you're here."
"No but for real, you didn't eat today, did you?" You don't reply and try to change the subject.
"What did the doctor say? Or did you talk to the therapist?"
"The therapist left. The doctor said he didn't want to help anyone if they won't even agree with talking to him. So he left. But it's okay, I already know what to do, so don't worry."
"Oh okay I guess. I don't want to talk to anyone anyway."
"You'll have to, y/n!" Again you don't reply. You look down and clean your nails because you don't know what else to do.
"The doctor also said he's about to clean your legs, so you won't get any infections." You nod but still don't say anything. "Are you okay?" You take deep breath.
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Hi person who's reading this, (: This is an Imagine/fanfiction about Luke Hemmings. Its a sad and romantic story. (Warning: this story contains selfharm, suicide thoughts and eating disorder.) You and Luke are in a relationship. You're dealing with...