Volleyball*****5sos fanfic

What's wrong?

What did you want to talk about?" Gianna asked.

"I love you," Ashton said and Gianna looked away." You know that right?"

"Yeah I do Ash, it is just I feel like something is wrong," Gianna said sadly.

"I know what you mean," Ashton said. "Why don't you tell me what bothering you and I'll tell you what's bothering me then we can work something out."

Gianna took a deep breath and then started,"Ash, I feel like you don't pay any attention to me like your scared to kiss me or something."

"Are you done?" Ashton questioned.

"Yeah,' Gianna said in tears.

"I feel like you don't want me around you so I don't talk or touch you because you don't want me to," Ashton said, his tone coated with sadness.

Gianna sobbed harder when she heard that the reason he wasn't talking to her was her fault. "I'm so sorry Ash, it's all my fault," Gianna barely cried out.

He held her close, letting her sob into his shirt. He said in a whisper, "Shh....it's okay.....I'm here now and I'm not leaving....I love you...." Gianna cried even more, and he maneuvered himself and her to the couch and laid down, her on top of him.

Ten minutes passed and Gianna was still crying. Ashton was starting to get worried about her so he called for Saylor to come over.

"Ashton what do you need?" Saylor yelled.

"Gianna is crying and she won't stop. I don't know what to do," Ashton said starting to get upset himself.

"Okay where is she?" Saylor asked looking for her best friend.

"She in her room," Ashton pointed.

Saylor walked upstairs and went into Gianna's bedroom.

"Hey G...what's wrong...you can tell me," Saylor said uneasy.

"I'm a shitty girlfriend," Gianna said crying still.

"What...G no your not," Saylor said trying to convince Gianna otherwise.