Come Home Adopted by 5SOS

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IVYS POV.

As I woke up slightly, I felt someone lift me up.
I saw Ashton picking me up and put me under the duvets of the bed.

"Princess, Get some sleep." He said softly laying next to me.

"What time is it?" I asked groggily as I rubbed my eyes.

"It's 12 am." He said taking his hoodie off and chucked it on the floor.

"Where's Mikey?" I asked as he pulled me close to him.

"He went home. He needed space." Ash said as I nodded and snuggled into him.

"Hey. Luke's coming back tomorrow. I'm taking a girl to get her first tat." He said making me giggle.

"Of course you would." I said sarcastically.

"She's a fan. Head of department. Darcy." He said as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Get some sleep baby. You need it." He whispered as I shut my eyes.

"Ash?" I said yawning.

"Yeah baby?" He asked back as I sat up slightly.

"How did Mikey get home?" I asked as he smiled.

"He got a taxi. He just needed some room ok? He did say goodbye but you were asleep." He said as I nodded.

I nuzzled into him as he held me close and I fell asleep.

LUKES POV

"Mikey isn't himself." Calum said as I sat at the kitchen table.

"I know. I thinks it's just everything happened so fast. We pushed tour back because of it and he's blaming himself." I said as he looked at me confused.

"How do you know that for sure?" Calum asked as I sighed.

"He left his journal open. I kind of read it." I admitted with guilt flooding over me.

"You read it?! Luke! It's confidential to him!" Calum said angrily as I looked down.

"I know. I'm sorry but all the pages are him blaming himself or talking bad about himself. I-I just thought that we could help him." I said as he sighed.

"I guess you're right but you can't just look at his things." He said as he held a pen.

"We need to get these forms sorted for tour." I said as we took a form each.

"Luke?" Calum asked as I looked at him.

"Yeah?"

"What did the journal say?" Calum asked as I sighed.

"Here." I gave it to him.

CALUMS POV
I took it from Luke's hand with hesitation.

I looked at the first page.

It's all my fault. She could have died. I didn't help her. I stood still. I felt paralysed. I hate myself for it. She doesn't deserve me. I can't have her get hurt. Again.

I read another one.

Everybody's got their demons
Even wide awake or dreaming
I'm the one who ends up leaving
Make it okay
See a war, I wanna fight it
See a match, I wanna strike it
Every fire I've ignited
Faded to grey

But now that I'm broken
Now that you know it
Caught up in a moment
Can you see inside?

'Cause I've got a jet black heart
And there's a hurricane underneath it
Trying to keep us apart
I write with a poison pen
But these chemicals moving between us
Are the reason to start again