Eliza Young

Chapter 7

"Eliza, are you sure you don't want to just go home? I'm sure Dr. Albert will be alright with you missing one day." Ashton was still worried about me. We were sitting in his black Nisan in front of the student square. I looked over at Ashton with my red puffy eyes. I took a deep breath and opened my mouth.

"Ashton, I'm positive that I want to go to classes today. I only have two to go to today. If you want me to, I'll stay at your place tonight or vice versa. But, I'm positive that I'm fine." That was the truth. I didn't hear the voices or had the erg to hurt myself or anyone else for that matter. I felt like I could probably go the day without any problems, but let's not say that. I do believe in a thing called karma, and she is a bitch.

"Alright, well I would like for you to stay with me tonight. I'm still worried about you. You know I worry because I love you" he pecked my cheek. I loved this side of him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and said my thanks to him. We got out of the car and started to head over to the communications building. Dr. Alberts' class was probably my favorite class, just because it was the class we met in.

~An Hour Later~

"Alright class, on Friday we will have your group projects. Remember, you have to persuade me to want to use your product. It will be hard, and it will count for at least twenty percent of your final grade. Any questions? No? Good. Now get out of my classroom." Dr. Albert...why are you such a dick at times? I sighed to myself. At least I have Ashton as my partner. I guess that's what we will work on tonight. Who am I kidding? We will probably just stay up and watch Netflix or play some video games all night. He did mention that he wanted me to get accustom to Halo. But I have and always will be terrible at shooter games.

"Eliza? Did you hear anything I said?" Shit. Ashton was talking to me, wasn't he? "Eliza? You are starting to worry me again. Are you sure you can go to your next class? I don't have any more classes today and..."

"Ashton, I'm fine. I was just thinking and blanked out. If you want to go to Fiction with me I'm sure Dr. Andrews will be fine with it. We are just reading Amanda's, Rebeca's and Austin's pieces today." Dr. Andrews was one of my most hated professors. He never liked my writing. He always found something wrong with it. He was a middle aged man with bug eyed glasses. He stood six foot three and had blonde short hair. He always dressed in a suit and tie. We never knew why. We, as a class, did some research on this guy and found out that he had published a gay erotica book and another erotica book about "pleasing a woman". Let's not get into that. I never want to read his books. Ever.

"I think I will join you in class today, I just feel like you have become more distant as of late. Are you sure you are feeling okay?" Ashton felt my head to see if I had a fever, which I didn't. Sometimes I just wished he would calm down, but I knew why he was this worried about me. I knew I blacked out on the bathroom floor at Mozart's, and it was all because of the voices.

"Alright, but you have to promise me that you'll be a good boy. Alright?" I said with a small blush and a giggle. "I still have a while before class. Can we go get a coffee at The Tree Book?" I asked with my puppy dog eyes. I loved their coffee, and so did Ashton.

"How can I say no to those beautiful eyes" he said while kissing my eyelids. I was very excited to get some coffee. We went to the student square to get Ashtons car. It wasn't that long of a walk since the student square was right behind the communications building, and The Tree Book wasn't that far. To be honest, we could have walked there, but Ashton wanted to drive. Something about my weak legs, which I will give him that. My legs are still a little weak from earlier.

"So, do you want to work on our project now since I still have time before class or when we get to your place tonight?" I asked. I was kind of hoping he would choose to do it now.