Disneyland ; 5sos

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Vanessa's POV

"Aha, the hibernation is over now, is it?" I said sarcastically, flicking my hair off my shoulder. My deep blue eyes fixed upon him as he huffed and his brownish hazel ones stared right at me.

"This is serious Essa." he stated, making me turn stiff and my smirk turn to a straight face.

"You can't call me that." I stated, the venom clear in my tone.

"Vanessa, I know what I did was wrong, and I'm just here to remind you that we do have to spend 1 month together. We have to at least try to get along." He said, ignoring my comment.

"What, has little egotistic pop star had enough of girls throwing themselves at him, and wants someone to be there for him even though 2 years ago he hurt everyone close to him? Let me remind you Ashton, you're the one who set this up for yourself."

"I know what I did! I'm trying to fix it." He stated, obviously annoyed with my sarcasm. I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

"You think that you'll come back to me and I'll forgive you right away? Shall I remind you about what happened 2 years ago when you decided I wasn't good enough for you?" I spat coldly, as I crossed my arms across my chest and narrowed my eyes.

------ flashback ------

I walked into the familiar hallway, the unpleasantness of school overwhelming me. 'One more year Essa' I say to myself. The only thing keeping me from dropping out, aside from the fact that my mom would beat me, was my incredible boyfriend, Ashton Irwin. We've been together for 4 months. We were the schools 'cutest couple'. All we do is make out in school, behind the bleachers when there's a assembly, kiss almost every day, and talk about the most random shit. He's older than me, this is his last year. It's gonna be living hell.

This time, I walk through the hall with glares from everyone I pass. I keep my eyes down as I walk, avoiding the horrible feeling of the attention on me.

Suddenly someone pushes me against the row of lockers. Bianca Johnson, the schools grade 12 mean girl.

"You never told me you were a slut. I thought we were friends!" She smirks.

"Why would you think that, all you do is fucking bully me." I say steadily. Her smirk leaving her face as she slaps me across my cheek. She steps back as I put a hand to my cheek.

"What the hell was that for!?" I yell at her.

"For being a slut." Someone behind her says. Tears well up in my eyes as I see the person who's the voice belonged to. Snickering at the scene in front of me was my own boyfriend, Ashton.
"A slut indeed." he says boldly, shaking his head with an evil grin on his face.

"What the fuck, Ash!" I nearly scream, making everyone's attention- if it already wasn't there- on me and Ashton.

"You slept with Trevor Fuhkboi last night didn't you?" Ashton accuses me, the sly grin still clear on his face.

"What the actual fuck. Who do you think I am? That slut right in front of us?" I yell, pointing to Bianca.
He takes a couple steps towards me, tears running down my face as he puts his arm around Bianca, kissing her straight on the lips right in front of me.
"If it wasn't clear, were over, fat ass."

---- flashback ends ----

A tear rolls down my cheek, remembering the awful experience. Although, this was not my first encounter with him since the end of school. I saw him once. I was supposed to meet with him for a high school reunion. You should've seen everyone's faces when the famous "Vanessa Sevyn" came through the door. I was famous before Ashton and his band so everyone was begging for forgiveness. Ashton even asked me to take him back. At the time I had a boyfriend so it didn't matter. My boyfriend's name was Kyle. He was a year older like Ashton was, but I was with him for 7 months until I broke up with him. He was getting drunk every night, and doing who knows what with the city sluts in Club Ekko, which was the place he went every single fucking night.

"You fucking hurt me in 5 different ways that day. I was considering life itself. I felt worthless and that I didn't deserve anything." I said, playing with my sleeve, pulling it over my hand. Yes, I had something to hide.

His face was completely destroyed. His smirk was gone. The memory completely crushing him. Like he convinced himself his version of the story was correct, but that feeling was gone. His hazel eyes having a conversation with mine as he looked deep into them.
'I'm sorry' they read.

"And you know what the worst part was," I said, not holding back the stream of tears. I let out a silent sob, wiping some of the tears away from my face with my sleeve, "I was about to tell you I loved you. I really did too. I lost nearly everybody cause your story was so convincing. My friends, you, even my brother, who knew that 'I was a slut all along'. He would tell me that every time he got a chance to. That's why I can't forgive you. You decided I was a slut even though you're the one who took my virginity. You probably took a couple other girls, even though I've only fucked 2 guys, you included."
I looked back at him. He was crying now. His hazel eyes the same 'I'm sorry' expression, but this time it looked sincere.

I shook my head, heading to the bathroom a couple meters ahead of us. I took two steps, but was pulled back by Ashton's hand on my wrist. His arms eloped around my small body, his scent the only thing I focused on, except for the words he spoke.
"I'm so sorry Vanessa, I didn't know I hurt you that much. I'm so sorry." Ashton sobbed into my hair. I gave in, sobbing into his chest. Leaving the world and staying there, in my old best friends arms.

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a.n
god damnnit Tevor Fuhkboi. haven't we all slept with him :))

I haven't updated in like 2637183727184717 years and I hate myself for that but I'm writing another book and I haven't updated that one in like forever and I'm so fucked up right now wth.

*gasps for air*

sorry for that ranting sesh.

anywayyyyys, thanks for reading if you are even though there's probably gonna be like -3 people reading this lmao bye

••Ami