Songs for this chapter:
Little things - One Direction
I couldn't sleep. Even with Ashton laying comfortably under me, his arms wrapped around me, his scent drowning me. I still couldn't sleep.
And I couldn't decide whether it's because what happened just hours ago or all the reoccurring memories playing in my mind at the moment, reminding me how horrible I have it.
"You need to get some sleep." Ashton says groggily, his voice raspy from sleep. I look up at him, surprised he was up.
"I will," I say quietly, "You do too." His eyes were droopy, his hands heavy on my body, I knew he was tired.
"I can't fully go to sleep till I know your asleep." He says and I'm thankful it's dark in here or he'd see my redden cheeks.
"Well I'm sorry for keeping you up.." I mumble, laying my head in the crook of his neck.
"What's keeping you up?" He asks, his hands rubbing gently on my exposed hip.
I shrug, my fingers tracing the stitching of his tshirt. "The usual."
"Just stop thinking.... Let your mind relax." He says softly, I close my eyes, trying to do as he says but I can't. Too much on my mind.
After several minutes of silence, Ashton's calm breathing is in rhythm with mine but I'm still not sleepy.
"Are you still up?" Ashton whispers, I nod, my head nudging against his shoulder. He chuckles quietly and turns so we face each other, his hand covering my waist.
"Tell me - what's keeping you up, I'm all ears." He says staring at me, his eyes shining even in the dark.
Maybe I should tell him, about moving out, if I don't do it now, when will I?
"I have to tell you something Ashton..." I whisper, unsure of how to say it.
"Go on," he says, the pad of his thumb caressing my skin.
"I - I," I stutter, scared of his reaction. "I'm scared." I finish and I literally want to punch myself in the face for not telling him.
"Of what, baby?" He asks gently, scooting in closer to me.
"Everything. First the burglars then the waiter guy, my mom," I say with emphasis. "When am I going to get a break?"
I cover my face with my hands, too ashamed to look at Ashton. I could have just told him I'm moving out, it would have been quick and easy. Fuck, I'm so stupid.
"Don't worry, I'll protect you. I'll always protect you, you know that. You have me and I have you and for now, that has to be enough, I think it's enough, what do you think?" He asks me, nearing his face to mine.
I move my hands, and give him a small nod. He was right.
Well, atleast I hope he was.
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Short (like always) but I was busy with testing so I couldn't really concentrate!
Happy reading! Xx
