School Spirit | Muke/Cashton✔

Seventeen

After the large group gathered for lunch, they split up again. Ashton and Calum stayed together the whole time; despite still being pissed as each other, the two just felt the need to be with the other.

Suddenly, Ashton felt the vomit in his throat and stomach preparing. It was like his body was used to it by now- it was ready to be put through hell after every meal.

"Uh, C-Cal, I gotta go to the bathroom," Ashton said quickly, darting to the bathroom before the boy could even react.

Calum sprinted after him to try and keep up, but not really being quick enough in the end. Ashton slammed the stall door open and closed, crouched down in front of the toilet, and reached his fingers to the back of his throat, helping release all of the substances that were in his stomach.

"Ash?" Calum said quietly after walking in.

But Ashton didn't respond. He didn't even hear him. He just continued what he was doing.

Calum walked over to the only occupied stall, pushing the door open, since Ashton hadn't even locked it. There before him was Ashton, throwing up everything he had eaten.

Ashton hadn't even noticed as he leaned back, wiping his mouth. He stood up and flushed the disgusting mixture. When he turned around, he was very surprised to see a teary eyed Calum standing at the entrance of the small stall.

"Calum, i-it's not what it looks like, I-"

"Then what is it, Ashton?!" Calum cried out, his loud voice booming through the room.

"Calum..."

"Just... Why? I've seen people go through this. I've even lost someone from something like this; I don't need another," Calum whispered, tears falling from his eyes like broken dams.

"I'm fat, Calum. I'm so damn ugly and fat," Ashton began to cry too.

Calum pulled the shorter boy into his arms, letting him cling to his shirt.

"You're fucking beautiful," Calum continously whispered.

The two sank to the floor, Calum comforting the boy.

They basically spent the rest of the day like this- in the bathroom, sobbing.

Ashton's P.O.V

Once we were back in our hotel room; in our separate beds, ready for sleep, I was sure that Calum was already asleep. But he proved me wrong when he start talking softly to no one in particular.

"Hey, Mali," he began. "So I found out Ash is going through what you went through before you... yeah.

"I want you to, like, look over him or something, because god, I may not know him that well, but I know that if he were to... ya know... like you... that it would tear me to pieces, just like it did with you. I think I might like hi- nevermind.

"Anyway, I really miss you. I wish there was more we could've done to help.

"Love ya, sis. Hope heaven's as good as they say," he whispered before falling silent and most likely asleep.

My breathing stopped for two reasons, 1. because whenever he said he had lost someone because of the same thing, he was talking about his sister, and 2. because I was pretty sure he was going to say that he liked me... Maybe... Probably not... Yeah, I'm most likely wrong. Besides, who could ever like someone as fat and ugly as me? No one.