I put on a thin long sleeve shirt and some shorts before heading over to my best friends house. I had just come back from my abusive boyfriends house. I had to hide my arms, even though it's the hottest day ever. When I arrive at Ashton's house, he looks at me like I was crazy. "Dude! It crazy hot out!" he almost shouts. "I'm cold." I lie. "You look hot, I'm getting one my tanks for you to wear." he replies, walking towards his room. Before I could say anything he comes out with a black tank top. I go into the bathroom and look at the top, figuring out how I'm going to do this. I quickly change and walk out back to Ashton, trying to cover the bruises. "Better?" I smile. Ashton starts to playfully laugh at the size of it on me but then when he notices a few bruises. He then walks over to me and tries to grab my arm. "Who did this?" he said angrily. I pull away from his grip. "Y/n who the hell did this to you?!?!" he shouts. "M-my boyfriend." tears form in my eyes. I look up to see Ashton in shock an anger. "Ex-boyfriend. Your breaking up with him." he walks to the couch and grabs me phone. "I can't. He'll hurt me even more. I would of done it ages ago but ever since he started I just can't!" I refuse. "Y/n I'll protect you. He won't hurt you anymore...... Find I'll text him myself." he opens up my phone and starts texting. "Ashton no!" I try to snatch my phone back. He keeps pulling away and my only of getting up was jumping on him. He starts to laugh and I do too. "Give it back your dork!" I giggle. I then feel myself been playfully chucked onto the coach then a warm body on too of me. "Ow!! Ashton get off! Give it back!" I laugh. "You're really beautiful." he blurts out. "What?!" the smile fades off my face. It was a moment of staring until Ashton had crashed his lips onto my mine. "Break up with him and go out with me tonight. I can treat you way better. You know I can." he pleads. I nod and continue to kiss him because it felt right.
