The Hero That Came Without A Cape; Ai (UNDER CONSTRUCTION)

Chapter Five

Ashton POV

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As I walked in to the library I saw her blue hair bobbing back and forth. She was head banging to some music, and It was so cute. I know this might sound wrong I mean I'm 20 and shes 16, but I couldn't help it. That's a four year difference and normally I wouldn't go for that big of a gap, but she just caught my eye. I have no idea how to explain how I felt about Dylan, but somehow she's always on my mind.

I know it's completely wrong for me to do this. It really is, but sometimes people just can't help how they feel.

I walked into the library and made my way towards Dylan. Suddenly someone tugged on my arm and I was pulled into a fiction aisle. I looked down to see this girl.

"Hey Ashton," she said trying to sound seductive but just really I found it gross. She hand her hand on my chest and was making these pathetic faces.

"Excuse me but do I know you?" I said pulling her off me.

"No I'm sorry my names Jasmine," she said.

"Well I'm terribly sorry Jasmine but I was just in the middle of trying to talk to my friend," I said and started to walk away.

"Dylan's a bitch," she shouted so the whole library could her.

"No she isn't, and even if she was, she isn't a whore like you are,"

"Ugh!" She exclaimed. "At least I didn't have to force Jason into letting me suck his dick!"

"Excuse me!"

"Haven't you heard?" She said laughing. "Dylan sucked Jason off and I wouldn't be surprised if she had to force him."

"Dylan would never do such a thing," I told her. "If anyone had to force Jason to let them suck his dick it was you. You're gross."

Jasmine turned on her heels and quickly ran off after that.

I looked over to see Dylan staring at me. She just grabbed everything and started to walk away. She made it into the hallway and I caught up to her. I really hope she isn't mad at me because that would just make matters worse. I grabbed her wrist and tugged her back lightly. No one was in the hallway at the time since they were all at lunch or in class.

"Dylan wait," I said.

"What do you want Ashton?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine," she said and smiled. It was such a fake smile even Jacob Marley could say it was fake, and let's face it Jacob Marley only exists in Charles Dickens mind and is as dead as a door knob.

"No you're not,"

"Yea I am," she said her voice sounding weak. "See I'm smiling."

"Shhh," I said as she just broke down into tears. I hated seeing her so sad. I pulled her for a hug, and my heart broke in two as she clung onto my sweatshirt like I was going to let go and leave her.

I soon picked her up, and she was shocked at first but she soon went along with it. I carried her into the bathroom. That's where I set her down on the counter and I backed away from her.

"Will you please tell me what's going on," I pleaded to her.

"It's not like you or anyone else would give a flying fuck," she said. It made me upset and angry to know that she thought this way.

"Are you kidding me!" I exclaimed. "I would give more than just a flying fuck. If something happened to you I would probably flip shit, and go insane to the point where they will have to put me in an insane asylum."