Ice {Lashton AU}

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Ashton's POV

I shouldn't be doing this. He could hurt me all over again and probably will. I've spent years trying to get away from him just to be dragged right back. I knew he was going to find me eventually. Not that he loves me, he just loves to fuck up everyone else's lives since he has nothing better to do.

Chase has always been like this. My time with him was a blur because of the shit I got myself into. But now that I think about it, he really is a psycho. Dragging people into a world made to break the strong into nothing. And I fell for his devastatingly dark eyes. The same ones that now haunt me in my sleep. My stupid, naïve teenage self had fallen in love with a monster.

But what I had felt towards Chase was so much different than with Luke. My past love was more of a "I'm lonely and you're the only one here" sort of thing. But now I'm free and my head is clear of most reckless decisions. I care about Luke in a much deeper way. I want to protect him and hold him so badly. He looks at me as if I'm the most important person in his life and I've never had that happen before.

Chase had always been completely impassive when it came to emotions, probably because he didn't have any. He was so messed up and too far gone to ever love anyone but himself. But Luke was relentlessly caring about everyone.

The blonde boy was all I could think about as I neared my old nightmare. The day was bright but the people in the park were scarce. It surprised me when he told me to meet him in such a public place, not that I'm complaining.

I turned the corner and felt my stomach twist as my eyes fell on the man. His jet black hair was styled in his signature messy type quiff. Chase looked unreasonably thinner than what he once was, but his dark eyes still held the same amount of insanity. A gray t shirt hugged a muscled chest as tattoos swirled down the skin of his arms. To anyone else, he could be mistaken as a model, but all I wanted to do was throw up at the sight of him.

A smirk stretched across his face I neared him. "Well hello there." His eyes travelled up and down my body, a low whistle escaping his lips. "You cleaned up good Ashy."

My whole body tensed as I stood in front of him. My thoughts were racing in a thousand different directions while I tried to keep my voice calm. "What the fuck do you want?" I seethed.

"Oh don't be like that, now." Chase moved to sit down on the bench then patted the spot next to him. I very reluctantly did so.

"You have about 30 seconds and then I'm fucking leaving." I snapped, every bad memory was now racing back to me. I felt suffocated.

Chase studied me with his dark eyes for a moment, an arrogant half smile returning. "I want you back, baby."

My heart felt like it dropped out of my stomach. I was stunned in silence as I looked at the man that destroyed me. The one that had taken everything from me. Someone who had ripped my heart out and stomped on it.

He was doing all this on purpose. He knew he had come so close to completely pushing me over the edge, but failed. He wants to eradicate every piece of mental sanity I have left by reappearing and saying things like this. But instead of cowering below him and letting fear intimidate me, I became angry. All I felt was hatred.

Chase took my silence as an opportunity to throw in even more bull shit. "Ashton, I've never stopped thinking about you. I feel awful for everything I ever put you through. I...I promise never to hurt you again. I love you so, so much."

His black eyes weren't meeting mine. There wasn't a trace of honesty. They were so dull compared to Luke's. The blonde had always held a caring, passionate spark in the pool's of blue. I've never really known what love is, but I knew for a fact that Chase's words held none of it.