Fake (5sos and dance moms fanfic

I really can't believe it.

Chloe's PoV

My heart is racing. I wake up in such an amazing hotel. The blinds were open so Ashton must be up. To be sure I check if he was next to me and he wasn't. I get my lazy self out of bed and slump around the room. He was not here. I check the bathroom and still no sign of the curly haired boy I fell in love with a year and a day ago. After ten minutes I call him. No answer. Again, no answer. Again no answer. I try about 5 more times. No my hearts not sinking slowly or all that bullshit about how it was too good to be true because he has probably went to the store or something and his phone died.

I call for the last time and it answers.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT!?!" Was shouted down the phone. I stepped back in shock. It wasn't Ashton's voice it was a females.
"I think I have the wrong number? Is this Ashton's phone?" I say as polite as I could.
"Yeah one sec BABE ITS FOR YOU!!!" She yells.

I die a bit inside.

"Of course it is my phone" I hear my one love laugh and his famous giggle escapes his lips.

Plan my funeral now as I am dead.

"Who is it?"he asks so innocently but inside I can see his demon has escaped.
"Oh no one just Chloe"I say sarcastically.
"Shit" he mutters.
"Yeah that's what u thought, don't talk to me again, thanks bye" I say before ending the call and screaming and crying.

I grab my stuff run out the room give the key back and dash out the doors. I was lost. My house is a good hour walk away so I call a cab.
It took about 15 minutes and then it arrived. I get in and he looks at me

I don't need your sympathy just drive me home and piss of  was what went on in my head.
" are you okay?" He asks.
"Oh yeah I'm fine just it was my one year anniversary yesterday and had the time of my life to wake up to my boyfriend gone. But hold on it gets worse I call him about a million times and when he finally answered it was a girl calling him babe" I cry.
"Sorry I didn't mean to break down like that" I sob.
"It's fine I understand" he says then begins to drive.

Sure you understand being cheated on who would cheat on you your sooooo kind I think about the taxi driver.

After a long drive I arrive home.
I hand him 25 dollars and he pushes it back.
"Hey your having a bad day least thing you want is to hand away 25 dollars keep it" he says. I thank him and get out. I open the door and run into my room. I am so desperate to throw all his things out the window and set them on fire. But I don't. I shove them all out the window just don't set them on fire.

I get a text which I don't want to answer.

Ashton: you said I could not talk to you but what about text

Me: fuck of you dickhead

No reply.

I lye there breaking down. No I'm not going to go self harm or get myself arrested. I just lye down.
I am not tired. 
I am not hungry.
I am not  upset
I am shocked
I am disappointed
I am depressed

I am over