scream ↠ 5sos (WATTYS 2017)

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chapter one:

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it was thursday night, and unlike most students i was hurrying to get homework done. i had an essay due monday for my ap history class and i was finding it really hard to concentrate on anything but my cell phone. my boyfriend ashton hadn't texted me back and it's been nearly four hours.

i've tried everything to get my mind off him. showering, which only gave me even more time to think, cooking dinner, cleaning my room, talking on the phone with my friends, and trying to finish this essay. nothing was working. usually i wouldn't mind if ashton wasn't answering, but for some reason tonight it was making me nervous. he usually always texts me and lets me know he'll be busy, and all of a sudden he stops answering his phone all together. maybe i was being paranoid but, i can't help it.

ever since my mom's death last year, i've been really jumpy and paranoid everywhere i go. it got better after i sent her killer away, but even then i still have nightmares at times.

ashton has a night-shift job at a diner where he works in the back in the kitchen, but i knew for sure he wasn't there because it was thursday and he always has thursday's off. i just hope he has a reasonable explanation for his lack of communication. he knows i get anxiety over little things like this.

as i was typing away on my computer, i heard a noise outside. i furrowed my brows and looked to my left, out my window. nothing. i shook my head and sighed, turning back to my computer and began typing again when i heard another noise. it sounded like creaking outside my bedroom window.

with furrowed brows i slowly stood up, walking over to the transparent glass. i saw that my window was in fact open, and i stuck my head out to look around.

i screamed as i felt someone touch my shoulder, seeing it was ashton on my roof.

"sh, its okay." he whispered. "its just me."

i scoffed, whisper shouting. "ashton what the fuck! what are you doing here?"

he began to climb into my room, "sorry don't hate me. you sleep in that?" he asked, looking at my nightgown.

i rolled my eyes with a blush. "yes i sleep in this, you- my dad is in the other room you can't- ashton."

"i'll only stay a second." he looked down at me.

all of a sudden, my dad was knocking at my door. i gasped loudly, pushing ashton over to my bed so he could hide. "no, you gotta go. go, go, go."

my dad tried to open my door, but my closet door was opened and it blocks my bedroom door from opening by the way its positioned.

i walked over to my door just as my dad opened it. i could only see part of his face as he tried looking around my room. "what's going on in there? is everything okay?"

i swallowed hard, "can you knock?"

"i heard screaming." he looked around again.

i shook my head as my voice cracked. "no you didn't."

"no?" he pushed harder on my door and i let go of my closet door, causing my bedroom door to swing fully open. my dad looked around, and i turned toward my bed and ashton was nowhere to be seen.