SELF HARM IMAGINE.

ASHTON IRWIN

        you look up from your book once you hear your bullies voices. you cant hide in the class but you dont wawnt to get hurt. you try to get back into your book but you cant. you dont know what to do. "look!" your bully says so you and everyone can hear.

         "(Y/N) is crying again!" you go to wipe your tears that you didnt know were streaming down your face.

        you felt a stinging in your cheek. you look up and saw that micheal had slapped you. you bit the inside of your cheek to hold back more tears. you looked up at the teacher but she pretended that she didnt see anything. you held back a sob. "alright class! get into partners!" the teacher called into the class. 

        you wanted to disapear, you didnt know anyone in your class, exept people who hated you. you saw that one of the bullies came up towards you. you could feel your heart speed up out of fear. "dont hurt me" you whispered, not thinking he can hear you. his eyes went wide.

         "i-i wouldnt hu-hurt you!" he seemed sad at the thought. "if you wouldnt, you would of stopped micheal.." you said softly. 

        "im sorry..i told him off after..im ashton." he said quietly, sitting next to you. you moved over a small bit, not wanting to be too close to him. "(Y/N)" you said quietly.

         he smiled softly. "nice name" he smiled. "alright class! take a work sheet and start working! this is due next week!" your teacher yelled. ashton got up, and went to go get a sheet.

        You heard micheal snicker. "look at the bitch and the faggot work together." you gritted your teeth. "oh shut up micheal! no one gives a shit about your faggot ass anyway!" ashton yelled. it was getting hard to breathe now.

        ashton ran over when he saw you having a panic attack. he grabbed you by the wrist and ran you out of the class. he put you on the ground and sat beside you, panicing more then you. 

        you felt lips on yours, and you stopped breathing. after 20 seconds, he pulled away. seeing that you were breathing normaly now. he smiled, relieved. his smile faded when he saw your wrist. "(Y/N)...do you.." you nodded slowly, knowing there was no need to lie. his eyes watered up. 

        you wiped his tears away with your thumb. "its okay..it doesnt hurt anymore.." you whispered. he crashed his lips on yours again. you slowly kissed back. he pulled away after a bit. "no cutting yourself..take my wrist and do it." he mumbled to you. you noddeed, slowly. "i'll try.."