For better or for worse.

Chapter 18

Do you ever feel like literally the most horrible person in the world. Basically, story of my life right now. I was dating the co-Captain Luke hemmings, gorgeous, blonde haired, lip ring aussie who was probably one of the nicest guys I've ever met. Then there's his best friend, well then there WAS his best friend, Ashton Irwin. The school's asshole, player, man whore (yet totally gorgeous) aussie, who just happened to like me when I started dating Luke.

Long story short, I'm now sitting with my best friend Connor, after telling him all that happened over a long weekend, which ended unexpectedly with me sleeping with Ashton. I feel like such a dick right now. Ashton is the school's bad boy. He smokes, drinks, sleeps around, doesn't get good grades and is basically hated by all teachers. I had just ended things for good with Luke and now was waiting on my best friend of all time to say something.

"Well shit me." Connor said after 5 minutes of absorbing all information I had just told him.

"I know I'm such an asshole." I sighed into my hands.

"What? No your not, Sam you broke up with someone because you have feelings for someone else... That does not make you an asshole." He said, bringing my hands away from my face and holding my wrists.

"But I feel so bad about it. I hate being the dumper, I want to be the dumpee." I said feeling sorry for myself and pulling an over dramatic pouty.

"You're gonna feel bad about it, just don't beat yourself up over, you did the right thing." He smiled.

"You think?" I squinted.

"I know." He smiled again, he pulled me into a hug and I embraced him as much as I could, even though my hands were pinned to my side. "So... Ashton." He said after a minute, shit I knew this was gonna come up.

"I know... I can't even process it myself." I sighed. "Less than a week ago, I hated this guy more than life, and now I find myself having sex with him and talking out the future." I laughed awkwardly trying to wrap my head around it myself, If I'm confused, I can't imagine what Connors going through right now.

Just as I finished, my phone rang in my bum pocket, I pulled it out and looked at the contact, It was Calum. Calum?

"Hello?" I answered confused, Connor looked just as confused as I did, it wasn't long before I was being shouted at done the phone by Calum.

"Sam, you have to get here right now!" He basically screamed.

"Why? Calum's what's wrong." I said as calmly as possible, but getting more worried.

"It's Luke and Ashton. Get here now, there gonna fucking kill each other!" He shouted again.

"Oh my God." I breathed.

"Sam!" He shouted, I could here crowds shouting in the back ground.

"Ok ok, where are you?" I asked.

"Were in the parking lot at the back of Emil's hideaway." He said out of breathe.

"Ok ok, I'll be there soon." I said breathlessly, Connor could already hear everything and had already got the car keys.

"Calum, get over here, I need your help!" I could hear Michael shouting down the other end of the line, along with cheers and hollers from the crowd.

"Hurry up Sam!" He said down the phone, and with that he was gone. I wasted no time, and ran out of the front door slamming it behind me. Connor and I jumped in the front of my car and headed for Emil's Hideaway which was about 7 minutes drive from my house but at the speed  I was about to go, we'd probably get there in 5.

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Once we arrived, we could already see the masses crowded around in a circle, I basically jumped out the car before I could even put the hand brake on. I was right we got there in the record breaking time of 4 minutes. I didn't hesitate for a second before searching for Calum, once I spotted him at the front, I pushed through the crowds of people, until I was almost at the front, I could hardly still see a thing, I walked over to Calum who was pacing there, frantically ripping his hands trough his hair and pushing back the occasional idiot who tried to involve themselves.

"Calum!" I shouted over all the people. I was being squished right left and centre between all these people,  but I felt a hand grab me quickly and turned around to see Connor right behind me, pushing me forwards.

"Sam!" He said, he looked beyond relieved to see me.

"What's going on?" I said trying to look to the front. Calum grabbed my hand and pulled me to the front of the crowd.  

I stared in disbelief at what I was seeing. Ashton and Luke where on the floor punching each other like there was no tomorrow. One minute Ashton was on top of Luke punching hi ribcage and face, then the next Luke was on top of Ashton just repeating the same thing. There was blood everywhere and it looked like no one was backing down. I stood there in disbelief, trying to think of what to do. Michael and Calum where both covered in blood, it was obvious they had tried to stop it. Neither of tem had noticed I was here yet, and I couldn't even think straight with all this screaming going through my head.

"Sam what do we do!" Michael shouted at me over all the screaming. This snapped me out of my trance and brought me back to the problem at hand.

I ran a hand through my hair and looked to see what I could do. I saw Ashton on top of Luke punching him, Luke hardly being able to fight back.

"Ashton!" I screamed, no answer. "Ashton, get off of him!" Still nothing changed. I ran over to them and grabbed Ashton's arm before he could bring his fist back down on Luke. "Ashton stop!" I felt like I was about to cry, I hadn't cried in... I don't remember the last time I cried. Water was filling up my eyes and I was still shouting. "Ashton!" My voice cracked, a single tear rolled down my   face. I grabbed his torso and tried with all my might to pull him off of Luke, but it was no use.

He wriggled out of my grasp and I fell back onto my ass. I sat up and lifted my knees slightly so they were off the ground, I grabbed fistfuls of my hair and tears were now unconsciously pouring down my face. I continued to shout at him.

"Ashton. Get the fuck off of him!" I was weezing now and I felt pathetic. What was I doing. I needed to stop this. I can't sit here and feel sorry for myself, I'm stronger than that. I stood up and walked over t Ashton and Luke. I gabbed Ashton's tee shirt at the back and pulled him off Luke, when that didn't work, I pushed him to the side, with all my might until her was finally off Luke. e got back up to go at it again. But I shoved him back, he only stumbled back a few inches, but that's all I needed. I looked at him, dry tear stains down my face. I must've looked awful right now. He saw me and his face immediately went from angry to completely devastated. He looked pathetic, I stared at hi in disgust until I noticed Luke still on the ground half unconscious.

I ran over to him and took off my jacket. I sat on the ground next to him, one leg tucked under me and the other stretched out across the ground slightly bent upwards. I tucked him head under my jacket and looked at him blood ridden face. I took one last disgusted look at Ashton, still standing there watching me, before focussing my attention back on to Luke.

I told Calum and Michael to go in to Emil's and get a cloth and some water. Once they came out, I started to clean Luke's cut's on his face, and it was worse than I even thought. He had a cut above his eyebrow, a cut lip, two black eyes and a bloody nose. His knuckles were drenched in both the blood of him and Ashton. The crowds started to slip away, which I was happy about, but there was still Ashton, standing there, staring t me, In the exact same place I left him. I didn't even want to look at hi right now, let alone speak to him.

Luke was groaning in pain everytime I touched a cut, and I don't even think he knew who I was. I kept talking to him asking if he could hear me and making shushing noises. Ashton would've killed him.

Ashton could've killed him.