Ashton's POV
"I love you too" I confessed.
Shit. What was I doing? She can't-I can't.
I didn't know what else to do so I just got up and walked away into the bathroom.
I need to stop.
Reagan's POV
Well that wasn't awkward at all. I thought to myself.
To pass time I just went upstairs to get ready and maybe watch a little bit of Murder House.
***
I was finished getting ready just wearing a simple pair of black jeans, a red camisole, and some black heels.
I know I don't like him, but I might as well look decent.
When it was time to do my hair I notice Ashton did a cute little braid in it. Just the thought of him made me smile.
I began to straighten my hair parting it to the side.
When I checked the time it was 12:30.
I should probably go now.
I grabbed a pair of sunglasses walking out of my room.
As I walked out of the door I just yelled a 'Goodbye Ash' then getting into my car driving off.
***
When I got to the coffee shop I noticed Calum all the way in the back so I made my way over there sitting down across from him.
"Hi" I said blankly
"Hey..." He said dragging out the y.
"So what did you need to talk about?"
"I thinks it's best if you just not come to school Monday, ok I just wan-"
"Why not?" I cut him off.
"Just don't come ok?"
"But why not?" Now I was getting annoyed.
"JUST DON'T!" He screamed causing me to flinch.
He then stormed out of the shop, me receiving dirty looks from the other customers I got up and left too.
I just don't see how someone can be so much of a jerk, and just yell at me in public like that.
Well, I don't care I'm still going Monday, what's the worse that could happen...
***
It was now Sunday night and I hadn't heard from Ashton. At all.
I tried calling him but no surprise he didn't answer.
I then gave up.
I mean I don't even know what happened but what ever it was made me feel like shit because even though I didn't want to do anything deep down I know I did, because it was with Ashton.
I sat there on the kitchen table, alone, on my birthday.
My mom hadn't even called me and neither had my dad.
Others family members probably forgot, oh well.
I did get a card from my grandma though so I guess that's ok?
I decided that I shouldn't be so sad, I'm 18 for fucks sakes.
Who needs Ashton? I'm not gonna sit here alone and be all sad.
***
I ended up going to the most punk rock place of all...
The bakery.
Woohoo!
Ok fine, probably the most kiddish place to pick, but I needed cake for my birthday, duh?
I ended up getting a small pink cupcake that had a little striped candle in it.
***
I got home and put it on a plate, found a lighter and lit the candle.
I sat down on the couch with my "cake" and took a bite.
"Happy Birthday to me."
