The Locker Room •• Ashton Irwin ••

15.

A/N
I changed the ending. Read the ending of the chapter.

I tapped my pencil against my book to my music. I was making my homework when I heard the bell ring. I'm sure it wasn't my mom. She had to work till three this night. The Hemmings wouldn't be here either, Izzy made Luke help pick up her costume. Her mom doesn't trusts her on her own. Not that weird since she once almost burned down the house with an old essay. It slipped and went right through the candle flame. The house didn't burn down if you have to ask.
The bell rang again reminding me that someone stood in front of the door. I jumped down the stairs and opened the door. I slowly looked up and saw Ashton standing there. "What are you doing here?" Was the first thing that flew out of my mouth. "I'm sorry. That was harsh. But what are you doing here?" He avoided my eyes and his curls hung in front of his face.
"Can I come in?" He said. But it wasn't like normally. He almost sounded defeated. I stepped aside and pulled him in. "Is your mom home?" He asked remembering the dad situation.
"No she's working till almost morning, why?" He didn't give an answer but just kissed me. My arms circled around his neck and he grabbed me tights pulling me up. My hand traveled over his body urging him to take his shirt of so I could feel more of him. I grabbed onto his biceps pulling him closer. He pushed me against the wall and let one hand roam over my body. I let out a strangled moan as his hand cupped my breast. My hand reached up to cup his cheek and I pulled away. "What happened to your face?" I jumped down and pulled him to the kitchen. I got an ice pack out of the fridge and put it against the right side if his face. He took it over and I got the chance to check the rest of his body. He had a few small bruises on his side but nothing to bad. "Ashton what happened?" I asked again. Did he get in a fight or something.
"Nothing that concerns you princess."
"Everything that," I stopped talking in the middle of the sentence. He's not my boyfriend. So why would I 've concerned about it?
"Go on." Ashton urged me.
"I forgot."
"You're not stupid enough to forget things like that." He's right. But I can't tell him what I wanted to say. I can't say that I've liked him for so long. That now I now him, I began to love him. He's stupid arrogant behavior isn't annoying it's hot. Stop thinking Lizz. Nice, now I'm talking to myself. "Everything that..." He tried to help.
"I won't tell you. Figure it out for yourself." He seemed to think for a moment and came back with a different subject.
"Do you like me?" He almost whispered it.
"What do you mean Ashton?" I can't say that to him. He'll laugh at me.
"Do you like me as more than just a benefit?" He looked up to me through his lashes. Man, I want to bang this guy.
"Yes Ashton." I wanted to play a joke on him but than I saw his hopefully face and needed to know why. "I like you as a friend. Not as a benefit. How do you see me?" I became afraid for the answer as I couldn't almost hear the wheels in his head turn.
"I don't know princess." He looked away. "You're intriguing and I want to know more about you. I don't know what I feel for you." My face fell and I felt the tears flood my eyes. What is this? I never cry and know this is the second time I cry over this boy.
"Look me in the eyes and say that again." I said. I cupped his chin and directed his face at me.
"I don't know about my feelings for you Eliza. The only thing I know is that you're crazy and I'm out of my mind." He said my name. That was all I needed to hear. I straddled him as I kissed a trail along his jaw. I came across a spot at his neck that made him moan out. "God princess that feels good." Back to princess. But I like it. I sucked on the spot and bit down. I then licked the skin to sooth it before going back to his lips.
We only stopped because we needed to breath. "Eliza do you want to go to the dance with me?" He asked between breaths. I stepped off of him thinking about what to answer. I just admitted to myself that I love him. But he doesn't knows how he feels about me so I can't go with him. His soft hair and deep eyes. His rare smile that always makes me forget about the world and all my problems. I need this man in ny life. I was sure of it. But I'm also sure that I don't want him till he wants me. I took a step back before answering. "No. I promised to go with Izzy and Luke. I'm sorry Ashton I can't go with you." He stood up in silence And walked to the hallway grabbing his shirt off the floor along the way. At least he tried to. I saw him come closer to the ground. I quickly ran towards him and catched him as he fell to the ground. I sank through my knees because of the weight and in no time we were both on the ground. I needed to get him into a bed. I sighed helplessly as I thought about the stairs I needed to get him up in order to get him in my bed. Not in a dirty way of course. And without giving him a concussion.

I puffed and huffed as he was finally up the stairs and into bed. I checked his pulse and felt his heartbeat under my fingers. He'll be alright. I thought as I put a cold washcloth on his forehead.

Hold you tight, straight through the daylight.
I'm right here, when you're gonna realize.
That I'm your cure, heartbreak boy.

I couldn't speak or think straight for that matter. The only thing I could understand was that he was alive and I wanted to keep him that way.