Baby Girl // CH ✔

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Ana took a deep breath before leaving her room and knocking on Luke's door. There were a few hushed murmurs before Luke cracked the door open. His hair was disheveled and his cheeks were slightly pink.

"Yeah?" He asked in a completely squeaky voice. He cleared his throat "what's up, squirt?" He asked nervously. Ana raised an eyebrow

"Are you okay?" She asked suspiciously. Luke nodded quickly and smiled awkwardly.

"I'm fine. Run along now goodbye" he said nudging Ana away from the door. Ana sighed. She was on her own. She paced the kitchen nervously. What did she even plan on doing? She jumped when Ashton's voice came from the doorway

"Ana? You okay?" He asked. Ana looked at her feet and shook her head. "What's wrong?" He asked again, moving closer to her. Ana looked up at him with a trembling lower lip.

"I messed up" she whined "I used Michael to make Calum mad and then blew Calum off anyway. I don't know how to fix it, Ashton!" Ashton pondered.

"Well, Calum wasn't exactly worth chasing after. Hes a player. A womanizer. He chases anything that'll fuck him and leave it two days later. Hes like that, Ana. You can't change him. But Michael is a good guy. He deserves an apology." Ashton explained. Ana nodded.

"I just wish I knew a proper way to apologize to Michael. I feel awful I really do." Ashton brought her into a hug.

"It's okay, ana you didn't know. You're only sixteen." Ana sighed

"Don't treat me like I'm some innocent baby, Ashton. I knew exactly what I was doing when I did it." Ashton frowned.

"I know you did. I was trying to comfort you jeez." Ashton joked, nudging ana's arm. Ana smiled weakly.

"Thanks, Ashton. I just feel so guilty. Can you take me to Michaels so I can apologize?" Ashton raised an eyebrow.

"Isn't he here?"

Calum stared at the sleeping girl beside him and shook his head. He got up quickly and threw his clothes on, rushing out of the house. It just wasn't pleasing anymore. He needed someone better. He needed someone like Ana. He zipped his pants as he got into his car and slammed his hands on the steering wheel. You need to make it up to her