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The day at school ends, but Ashton and Michael are still wondering about those boys.
Heading back to their duplex home, they open to screaming and glass being thrown.

Michaels P.O.V.
I enter my home to vodka bottles being thrown in his direction. "Why was there a man sleeping in our bed?",yelled my father. "well why do you think", snapped his mum and with that he left. My father left was all I could think, my own father left me. Without saying anything he ran up to his room and tears began to pour down his face.
Third Person's P.O.V.
Since Ashton and Mikey live in a duplex home he could hear the crying the screaming and stuff being thrown. Ashton climbed through the window to comfort Mikey.
Ashton's P.O.V.
All I could hear were screams, cries and glass breaking. Climbing through my window to Mikey's I tried to calm him down.
"Mikey bear it's ok, it's ok, I'm hear for you know don't worry. Sshh,sshh. His breathing slowed down and I untangled myself from him. I rolled up his sleeves to check for cuts luckily I didn't see any. Looking down at Mikey he's fast asleep. I lift him of my lap and exit out the window.
Michael's P.O.V.
I remember falling asleep to my head on Ashton's lap, but he's not here. I take a glance at the window and I see Ashton playing on his Cajon and singing I never knew he could sing it was beautiful.
"Even when the sky is falling down even when earth is crumbling 'round my feet"
"Even when we try to say goodbye we could cut the tension with a knife in hear"
"And I know what'll happen if we get through this"
All of a sudden I heard a slight scream, I look over and saw his mom smacking him across the face.
"Don't ever let me see or hear you play that musical shit your nothing but a fucked up 17 year old that's thinks he could sing I had to pay 100$ for that stupid peace of wood and you decide to play that while I'm drinking!",yelled his mother. And with that he shut his windows went to bed, I assume.

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