Gone.

Chapter 13

Ashley's POV

I've found a way to hook up my laptop to my tv and watch endless YouTube videos, but there was this one guy that caught my attention. His name is pewdiepie.

After about 3 videos of happy wheels and me giggling my ass off I hear a knock at my door. 'Oh fucking great, I swear to god if it's calum I'm shitting in a bag putting it on his doorstep and lighting it on fire.'

I sigh and unlock the door. If I had a bag of marbles right now. I would've lost them all. It's Luke.

I stare at him and I have nothing to say really. I'm too speechless. "Uh hi Ashley" he says in a deep voice, he is scared. I would be too kiddo.

"No no no no no" I say to myself..I think..'He couldn't be here to apologize, it's Melissa. FUCKING MELISSA PUT HIM UP TO THIS. THAT BITCH!'

"NO LUKE NO FUCK YOU WHO INVITED YOU HERE WAS IT THAT BITCH MELISSA HUH? BECAUSE IF YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT I THINK OF HER, WELL ID RATHER SEE HER AT THE END OF A WELL WITH A BROKEN SPINE!" I practically screamed that. Whoops.

For some reason I just could get tears. I just couldn't. The look on his face pleased me. "You know what Ashley, you are crazy. You are so goddamn crazy!! I wish YOU would get picked on more! I came here to apologize and this is what I get?! YOU FUCKING LOSER!! FUCK YOU GO DIE!!" He tried to keep his composure on the first few sentences, he just couldn't keep it.

I hear loud footsteps. 'That better not be Melissa or Else I will fucking loose my shit.'

It's calum. Thank fucking God. Luke tries to scurry away but is stopped by calum.

"Woah bro you didn't mean those things right?" He says in a deep husky voice. Goddamn its hot. "Of course I meant those things! ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID TOO?!?" Luke basically huffs.

"Back off dude" calum says in an even deeper voice. Calum is obviously pissed so if I tell him who this is it will be the cherry on the cake.. "Ca-Calum..That's Luke." I say in my most pathetic voice ever.

"YOURE LUKE?!" Calum says with his fists bunched. "Yea, you got a problem, CALUM." Luke says sassy. "You're such an asshole!!" Calum yells in his face. "Well you're a pussy for protecting this slut." He gestures towards me.

Before anyone can think CRACK! Calums fist connects with Luke's jawline. "Who's the pussy now bitch" Calum grabs my arm and drags me into my room and slams the door.

I shuffle over slightly to my bed. I sit on my mattress and look over at calum who is rubbing his hands through his hair and pacing around the room. "Ashley I'm sorry, I'm sor fucking sorry" he looks me straight in the eyes. "Why are you so sorry calum? You have saved me, again. I should be sorry." I look him back in the eyes.

"No, Ashley. I'm sorry I love you." He walks up to me and takes my chin and lifts my head up so I'm looking at him. I can't think. My mind is a cloud of blur and slight happiness.

"I'm sorry that the first time I saw you I thought of Karlie and hated you for it, you can't help it and I can't either. I'm sorry that I love your amazing blondeish hair. I'm sorry that I'm inlove with your eyes, and your body. Even though you are not too happy about it just think of this. When you were born you were a blank canvas, but you've colored yourself a special way, a way that I love. I fucking love you so much Ashley that it's killing me on the inside." Calum says while lightly tearing up and staring at me.

I stand up so we're eye to eye. Almost. "Calum, you're not a blank canvas anymore either." I say to him looking at his heart then back up to him to see his confused face.

"Look, you've got these amazing tattoos. But most importantly you've been in love so hard that the person you cared for the most couldn't save herself. You saw her. You have that drawn on your canvas too. Calum, I love you too but I want you to remember that that part of your canvas will never ever be erased. Ever. No matter how much you fall in love with me. Or how much I fall in love with you. She will always be here, in your heart canvas." We both have our heads leaned against eachother lightly sobbing. I can tell he lifts up when my forehead feels cold and empty.

I feel warm soft fingers on my cheeks and my head is lifted in an upward position so that I'm looking straight at Calum. He presses his lips firmly on mine and this time we both don't back out of it. It's right. We expressed our feeling and this is right. I love Calum. He loves me.