youngblood | a.i.

thirty six || cue the corsages

Saturday, October 24th- 6:32 p.m.

I felt suffocated in the room I stood in like the walls were closing in on me as my mind roamed. I sat on my bed, fully ready to join the guys downstairs if I could just stop the words repeating in my head.

"Just know I tried to warn you."

About what? Why do I need to be warned? Who are you warning me from? Is it because I'm finally starting to trust? Is it Ash-

"Auni," his voice pulled me from my spiral. "Are you okay, Angel?"

I looked up to where his voice came from, watching as the door barely creaked open out of respect. I felt myself melt to his presence, my walls crashing down around me. He had a way of doing that to me. It was like he'd put me back together so well that I didn't need my shield up around him, cause I knew he liked me the way he'd glued me back together.

"Yeah, you can come in," I spoke. He pushed the door farther open and caught sight of me sitting on the bed, walking in and closing it softly behind him. I smiled subconsciously as he came into eye view, that wave of happiness I only got around him flooding over me.

"Aww, look at how pretty you look," he thought out loud as he walked towards me. He stopped once he reached me, holding out his hands to help me stand. I took them with a laugh under my breath, finally finding a part of me that didn't hate when he called me pretty. I think as my mind finally started to rewire and think I was pretty myself, hearing it from him would slowly become more normal.

When I stood tall against my heels, Ashton laughed lightly at my added height, having to look up farther than he usually would.

"Woah, you're taller now," he commented, looking down at my heels to understand why.

"No shit, sherlock. That's what heels do," I said back, laughing to myself at his reaction.

"Ya know, I don't think you're ever gonna lose that mouth of yours," he laughed back.

My hand broke from his, following up his arm to the tie laying down his chest. The silk, light pink material matched quite nicely to my dress, and it made me smile to myself.

"I never took you for a pink tie kinda guy," I commented, flattening it against his chest with my hand.

"Yeah, well, i wanted to match you," he explained. It made me smile, but I still couldn't block out Calum in the back of my head.

"Just know I tried to warn you."

"Are you okay, Angel?"

I looked up, humming as my attention got pulled from my spiraling thoughts.

"I asked if you were okay? You seem off," he restated, his eyes that authentic green I was growing to crave.

"Yeah, I don't know," I started, shaking my head as I doubted myself. It felt like I was reading too far into it like I was driving myself crazy.

"Auni, you know how much I hate when you close off like this, especially when something is bothering you like something is now," he told me, moving his hand to hold over mine against his chest.

"Calum just said something that put me off a bit," I admitted, still uneasy about it myself. "I think I'm just reading too far into it."

"What did he say to you?" he asked quietly, his other hand slipping to my waist to keep me from pulling away physically or emotionally.

"Something about warning me when he asked me about you," I told him honestly.

I watched his jawline strengthen as he tensed, I'm guessing in anger. It made me furrow my brow a bit as he looked away from me.