The Locker Room •• Ashton Irwin ••

5.

I turned my face and saw Ashton. "Cry Eliza. Let it all out. Don't stop because I'm here." He cooed me but not with the mantra that everything will be alright. He wanted me to cry as much as I need it. I wanted to cry because I fought with my best friend over a boy a boy I've only known for one day but I've been in love with for three years. I wonder why she didn't want me near him. She can't be jealous. She'd tell me if she liked him.
I wiped my tears away and stood up. "Library is closed. Where do you want to study or do I have to up early tomorrow?"
"Be awake when I get at your house. I don't want to go through the same tomorrow."
He brought me home again. We didn't kiss this time but I didn't want to either. I must've looked horrible. Red eyes, mascara smeared across my face. Hair all messed up, I just feel I look horrible. He stopped but I didn't want to get out. "Are you getting out or do I have to throw you out?" He asked.
"Neither. I want to know what happened between you and Izzy."
"You can't ask me when I don't know what I've done wrong. Now get out." He leaned across me and opened the door. I got out and saw him drive away before getting in. I leaned my head against the door and again felt the tears stream. I kept standing there till my phone rang. I took it but couldn't answer before she started talking.
"I'm so sorry Lizz. I didn't mean to fight with you over something that doesn't even matter. Please don't fight with me ever again. I can't take that sort of pressure." I giggled a bit. "Why are you laughing? Are you laughing at me? Eliza Young answer me!"
"You're not giving me the chance too. I don't know why I should forgive you. I was the one intruding your privacy."
"I like your person Lizz."
"I like yours too."
"Are you at school tomorow?"
"Why wouldn't I be?" Why wouldn't I be at school tomorrow. It's not like I have to be afraid of something."
"I don't know. Maybe something happened."
"Nothing happened." I didn't want to talk to her about Ashtons weird behaviour. "Mom is calling. I have to hang up. See you tomorrow!" And I ended the call. I hate lying to her but I don't feel the need to tell her. I also don't want them to know the fact I made out with Ashton and that I was with him in the locker room and stuff like that.

I walked out of the bathroom with just a towel around me. I forgot my pajamas and now I can't find one. I looked in my bed but they weren't there either. The only thing there was Ashton's shirt. Deciding that was the best I could get I got to sleep in it.

I woke up at 6 breathing in Ashton's scent. I took another five minutes cuddling it, Not in a creepy way, before I stood up to do everything.
I winged my eyeliner, put on mascara and walked to my closet putting on underwear and a bra. I opened it and picked a bordeaux red skater skirt and a simple dark blue shirt. The bell rang and I walked past my mom's bedroom. I opened it and said I was going. I opened the front door and saw Ashton standing there. Ripped skinny jeans and a dark blue, long sleeved t-shirt. He smirked before saying anything. "We're wearing a sort like t-shirt."
"I wear it better." I passed him and he laughed. He actually laughed. "For what do I get this honor?" I asked.
"What?"
"You laughed. A great laugh by the way, but you actually did something besides frowning." He smiled and motioned me to get in.
At school we just made his homework. He's realy bad at a lot of subjects. "Are you almost done. School is almost starting." I said.
"Wait Eliza." For a moment I thought he was going to ask me to stay. Than I remembered my dad saying never to get your hopes up. "Meet me in the locker room after training. We'll be able to get away quicker."
"So you'll be on time to go to the library?" I said happily.
"Of course. Now go. I don't want people to think I'm a wimp." He said I walked away towards a quit day with the twins.

After school I went to look at his training. They were doing muscles so they weren't wearing any gear. I watched them doing push ups, sit ups, they even had to run a few rounds, I don't even where that's good for. Suddenly a guy I know from my Spanish class, Noah, tackled him. Ashton was unprepared and not wearing any protection. He fell down on the ground and didn't get up. "Ashton!" I yelled and I jumped down the stairs three at a time. I cane down and keeled pushing my hair to one side so I could still see his face. I heard him groan so I knew he wasn't dead. "Are you okay?" I asked.
"Just a little bit bruised now let Mike and Cal help me up. I want to beat that guy up." They already came to his order but I pushed them away.
"Not if you need a tutor." I hissed.
"Well you already disobeyed one of the rules of it so I can break one too."
"Not a reason to beat someone up." I looked angry at him, no furious. I know it wasn't right what Dylan did yet that's not a reason to do something bad. Couch Full cane towards us. "Miss Young please leave the field. Irwin are you okay?" His voice was so heavy.
"Yes coach." He cracked.
"Than why are you on the ground."
"Because the girl won't let me." So I'm back to girl, nice. Only because I wanted to help him.
"I'm going coach. Don't make him to tired. He has to study for tomorrow." I smirked and stood up.