-DISCONTINUED-Spaces{Mashton}

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•TRIGGER WARNINGS•

•Ashton•

' Go die in a hole Ashton. No one would miss you.'

' Cut deeper, Ash :)'

' You're not talented enough to be on that stage, Ashton :/'

' Gay faggot...'

' GAY.'

These are the kinds of things that are breaking me. It's all getting to be too damn much. They're tearing me to shreds. I don't know how much more of this I can take. " Ash? You okay?" Michael sits down next to me.

" Uh, yeah, why?" I ask.

" You've been staring at nothing for like Five minutes." He laughs.

" Oh." I fake a laugh. " I was just thinking."

" About what?" He asks, and I look at him.

Shit.

He's adorable.

I can't lie to him.

You probably didn't see that one coming, did you?

So, I might, possibly, be gay.

And I might have some feelings for Michael.

I didn't choose this, so it's not technically my fault. It just kind of happened...

" Hello? Ashton?" Michael waves his hand in front of my face. " You've been zoning out a lot lately. What are you thinking about?"

" Uh, just, I've been getting some hate on Twitter. It's nothing really." I shrug.

" That's not nothing, Ash." Michael sighs. " What are they saying?"

" See for yourself." I pull out my phone and show him.

" Shit, Ashton." He runs a hand through his hair. " You know none of that shit is true, right?"

" Some of it is." I mumble, attempting to say it where Michael can't hear me, but he does.

" That's bullshit. What do you think is true?"

" The gay remarks." I shrug.

" Why would-Wait..." He comes to realization. " How-How long have you-" I cut him off, as I could tell that he was struggling.

" I was born this way, Mikey. Ever since I was old enough to understand what dating was, I just wasn't attracted to girls. It just never really hit me until I was Seventeen." I explain.

" Okay." He laughs.

" So, you're okay with this? You don't care?" I ask.

" No." He smiles. " You're my best friend Ash. I love you, man. Your sexuality will never change that." He pats me on the back.

I smile. " Thanks Mike. You have no idea how much that means to me."

" You're welcome, Ashton." He hugs me. " Now, how about I burn those fuckers who are sending you hate?"

" There's too many, Michael." I look down and pull my sleeves farther over my hands.(Remember this)

" I can take them dude. I will burn whoever hates on my best friends." He tells me.