#8 - fight p. 1

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Ashton- it was almost three in the morning and Ashton still hadn't come home from clubbing. he'd been doing this ever since he got back from tour last week. its almost as if he forgot about spending time with you. you just wanted to feel his arms wrapped around you again. a tear streamed your cheek bones as you laid in bed alone.

you heard a door open. your cold feet hit the hardwood floor in your shared room as you walked to see a drunk Ashton at the doorway. "Why are you home so late?" you whispered. he looked at you for awhile before saying, "I don't know? Why do you have to be so clingy?" he pushed past you and walked up into your room. his back flopped against the mattress and he bundled up in the covers. "I was just worried that something might have happened to you." you said, still whispering. his green eyes rolled at you. "Stop being my mom and I wouldn't want to leave." he said, with a voice full of anger. more tears welled in your eyes. your head nodded and you slowly walked down the stairs. you grabbed your phone, your toothbrush, some blankets, your wallet, and the keys to your car. without hesitation, you drove to your parents house and stayed the night there. doubtfully you called Ashton and left him a voicemail telling him where you'd gone for the night and the reasoning behind it. your back hit the cold sheets and you knew you wouldn't be able to sleep without him beside you. still, you knew their was no way you'd go back tonight. a restless night it was without Ashton beside you.

Luke- it'd been going on for days now. going out and getting freaky with random girls he barely knew. you knew, but you wanted him to tell you. if this relationship was supposed to work, he had to be able to te

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⏰ Last updated: May 11, 2015 ⏰

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