Jasmin's POV.
When my mom explained to me that the only day I could visit Luke was Friday, I was happy at first. Now that it's been over three weeks, I'm not so sure I can deal with only Friday.
Most of the reason I want, or need, to see Luke is because he's now officially my boyfriend. It feels great to say that, except for the fact that it's started to circulate around school.
Apparently, when Luke wasn't admitted into Canyon Ridge, not only was he depressed, but also suicidal. He told me last Friday that he's attempted at least three times. Somehow, kids from school found out that he tried to end it the first time and all he got was more shit from them, rumors were started, and that's what led him to try again. The third time was just before he was admitted.
I don't think I would have ever had guessed Luke was like this from the way he was when we were just mere classmates. How could he be smiling and blushing at me one day and the next be trying to take his own life?
Anyway, the fact that Luke and I are now a thing is going around school now, and it's making me feel so horrible. Kids that I've never even seen before would come up to me and ask,
"So you're dating the insane kid?" and "Are you only dating him out of pity? Probably."
It's terrible. All they know about him are the incidences in the past. Most of the time, I just ignore them. Then, there was one kid who got on my last nerve.
"Why're you dating that kid? He's probably planning to kill you, you better watch out."
It was Justin Harries, the jock of the school. Everyone's pretty sure he's taking every steroid known to man, and he's also the biggest jerk you'll ever meet. He laughed when he said that to me. Now, I already hated the guy because he's naturally a dick, but this pushed me over the edge. I literally screamed at him in the hallway, Josie had to calm me down by tugging me to the next class. I was the angriest I've been in a long time. That happened last week, on a Wednesday.
Luke doesn't know about any of the things being said about him, which I'm thankful for. If he knew, I don't know what would happen. The rest of his band, or friends, know though. Michael's talked to me about it plenty of times.
"Jasmin!" Michael yells, interrupting my thoughts.
I snap my head up from the desk and look around. The classroom was empty, I guess I was thinking too much to notice or hear everyone leave.
"Were you sleeping?" He laughed.
I shook my head and laughed with him. I stood up and gripped the strap of my backpack, slinging it over my shoulder.
"You're lucky I waited for you, or else you probably would've slept here all night." He joked.
"Yeah, sure. Don't act like you've never fallen asleep in class before." You retorted.
"Don't get sassy with me, Ms. Grumpypants." He chuckled.
I playfully hit his shoulder and things got quiet, because no one was really at school anymore.
"So.. How's Luke?" Michael asked.
"What do you mean? I thought you went to see him last week." I asked.
"Well, I did. But, I don't know. He only really opens up to you."
I smiled at the thought but quickly wiped the smiled off my face. I didn't want Michael feeling bad because Luke is his best friend, and his best friend won't even open up to him, which must feel pretty crappy.
"Y'know, even though he acts all 'cured' around you, he's far from it. The only thing I do know is that you do help him, so maybe if you keep visiting him, he'll be able to actually open up around me and the other boys." Michael said.
I sighed and glanced up to Michael.
"I'm sorry, Michael." I mumbled.
"No, it's okay, Jas. It's not your fault.. It's not anyone's. By the way, are you okay?"
Was I okay? I was being poked and prodded every single day of school by random kids who want to know more about the 'mental kid'. On the weekends, my parents made me study all day just so that they're reassured that I'll be set for school. Am I okay? I wouldn't say so.
"Yeah, I'll be fine, Michael. Thanks." I replied.
"Well, are you sure? Because I think we're getting the same questions."
"What do you mean?"
"I get them too, if you didn't know. The dicks. The bitches. They all come up and ask me if Luke's dead or if he's attempting again, the kids at this school are sick creeps." He spat.
I didn't know anyone else got these but me. If Michael and I are getting pestered, does that mean Calum and Ashton are too?
"What about Calum and Ashton?" I asked.
"They get it too." He sighed.
I shook my head in disappointment.
"You know what I think will make Luke significantly happy?" I suggested.
"What?"
"I think we should bring him back to Ashton's house and you guys can practice for your band. Every time I visit him he's always writing and singing and playing. You know that face that people make when they're talking about something they love? That's what he looks like when he's talking about 5 Seconds of Summer."
Michael smiled and nodded his head.
Getting Luke to play and sing would be happy, but getting him out of the hospital will be the hard part.
"That's actually a good idea, Jas. I'll talk to his mom about it." He said.
We came up to the corner where I have to turn a different way than Michael.
"Well, I'll text you later. Are you going to see Luke today?" Michael asked.
"Nah, tomorrow. Only Fridays, remember?" I laughed.
"Oh yeah, alright then. See ya!" He exclaimed, walking away.
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I parked in the same place I always do in the familiar parking lot. I grabbed my phone, my jacket, and lastly, a signed paper from Luke's mom saying that he can leave for tonight. Michael gave me the slip after school today and told me to meet him at Ashton's house. The exciting part was that Luke had absolutely no idea this was happening.
I walked into the building and greeted everyone who said 'hi' to me first. I received a sticker from the lady at the counter, and I waited to be chauffeured to Luke's room. I never really paid much attention to the other people in the waiting room before, but now that I take a good look around, they're all sad as well.
"Jasmin?" A nurse called.
I stood up and walked towards the doors leading to the hallways. I checked the door numbers until door number 173 appeared.
"Alright, you know the rules, leave by nine, blah blah." The nurse chuckled.
I've been here so many times, the people here knew me as a regular.
"Actually," I pulled out the slip of paper, "erm, I have this signed paper from Luke's mom, can he come out with me to his friend's house?"
The nurse plucked the slip out of my hand and read it herself.
"Yeah, I think it'll be fine. Will a parent be there?" She asked.
"Yeah, Ashton's mom will." I replied.
She nodded and stuffed the slip in her front pocket.
"Alright, y'all have fun!" She smiled.
I smiled back and opened the door. Luke was hunched over in his usual spot, the plain white table in the corner, probably jotting down a couple lyrics. He hadn't noticed me come in, so I walked over to his bed and laid down as loud as I could. I was looking up at the ceiling, but I heard him turn around in his chair.
"Hey, babe!" He beamed.
He sounded like he was in a good mood. I love when he's in a good mood.
I heard his footsteps near the foot of the bed, and I propped myself up on my elbows to look at him. He leaned down and started to crawl slowly over me, until his face was just inches from mine.
"Hi." He smirked.
"Hi." I giggled.
He carefully jut his jaw forward until his lips met mine. His lips were so supple, but firm at the same time; he started to hum into the kiss making me quietly moan in return. He traveled from my mouth to my neck and my heart started to race. He smirked while he was kissing me, and I almost forgot about the whole band practice thing.
"Luke.." I whispered.
He nodded into my neck making his hair rub against my jaw.
"I got- I got a slip from your mom.. Your friends are waiting.." I managed to get out.
He was still nibbling and sucking at my skin, making it hard for me to want to leave. The rest of the boys were waiting, though, so I had to.
Luke placed one last kiss on my forehead and then got up off of the bed.
"Why are they waiting?" He asked.
I got up off of the bed and picked up my phone and jacket.
"They want to have another band practice, and it wouldn't be the same without you."
He raised his eyebrows in delight and walked over to the door.
"After you, babe!" He exclaimed, holding open the door.
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i make them kiss so much youRE welcome
hope ya enjoyed buddies